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[ { "author": "Senri-no-Mikazuki", "message": "When it came to survival, learning from one's mistakes is very important. And learn from them Senri did, making sure to carefully monitor her alcohol intake for the night when she went out for a drinking session, and hence why she wrapped it up drunk, sure, but still very much in control of her wits.\n\nThe problem happened afterwards. While on her way back the oni spotted a few mushrooms by the roadside, and made the (unwise) decision to consume a few.\n\nAnd thus she was now sitting on another rock near another bridge, and higher than a kite. Not enough to lose track of her senses, of course.\n\nAnd it was such that she, once again, spotted someone crossing from the opposite end." }, { "author": "Kaori Shino", "message": "*Kaori was making her way along the bridge, walking lightly on it to not disturb the peace. Her mask was pulled above her face and kept a sharp eye out for anyone being about this time a night. She was on a mission, gathering some extra intel for the clan she served between daytime recruitment.\n\nIt wasn't long before she took notice of the other person on the other end of the bridge. Her hand went to the hilt of her Katana instinctively as she drew closer.*\"A little late out to be hanging around so far from town, don't you think?\"*She says once she was in earshot, deciding to engage in small talk.*" }, { "author": "Senri-no-Mikazuki", "message": "\"And yet the same may be said for thee, clad as thou art.\"\n\nThe oni reaches into her sleeves and withdraws a gourd, popping the top and pouring the contents into her mouth before keeping the sloshing container once more. She didn't seem particularly concerned... Or not, perhaps.\n\n\"This is all too familiar to me, which is surprising, considering that dreams should be more creative. Not mere remembrance of affairs that hath transpired of late... No matter.\"\n\nSenri rose to her feet, albeit somewhat slowly. Even so, her gaze locks onto the approaching person.\n\n\"What hast thou came for? Tell me.\"" }, { "author": "Kaori Shino", "message": "*The Naga narrowed her eyes at the woman. Hopefully this one wasn't going to be difficult. She already didn't seem to be in the right headspace, but perhaps that makes it all the more easier for her.*\"I'm afraid that information is classified.\"*She said to her.*\"Now stand aside. I have a job I need to be doing.\"" }, { "author": "Senri-no-Mikazuki", "message": "\"Hoh. Good to see that thou hast taken effort to change up something, at least. Very well, I'll grant thee passage.\"\n\nThe oni sauntered forward, until her feet had carried her to the very edge of the bridge on her end, where stone bricks gave way to loose soil. Pulling out her twin blades in a single stroke and testing their weights.\n\n\"...If thou can defeat me, that is. Now, draw thine blade.\"" }, { "author": "Kaori Shino", "message": "\"Almost a shame it has to come to this.\"*Kaori said in a false disappointed tone. That seemed to be all the confirmation Kaori needed, however. She grabbed a handful of shurikens at her side and suddenly threw them out at the Oni to serve as a distraction. Now, removing her blade fully from its sheathe, she dashed towards Senri, readying her Katanna as she to swing towards her.*" }, { "author": ".boch", "message": "Roll for turn order?" }, { "author": "Senri-no-Mikazuki", "message": "Somehow, just somehow, the oni managed to dodge both attacks without moving from her position. Perhaps all that head wobbling came in handy.\n\n\"Mhm, fascinating...\"\n\nHer palm lit up with the bluish glow of electricity." }, { "author": "Kaori Shino", "message": "*Kaori proceeds to get electrocuted. Breaking through the shockwave, she swipes at Senri again and vaults over to attack her from the other side, not letting up her attacks.*" }, { "author": "Senri-no-Mikazuki", "message": "\"Nice move!\" Senri praised, managing to dodge the first strike but not the subsequent one. She would pull out a javelin and close in for a throw, following up with a sword strike and leaving herself open to opportunity attacks as she did so." }, { "author": "Kaori Shino", "message": "\"Been practicing.\"*Kaori responds with a grin beneath her mask as she managed to get a cheap shot at the Senri before getting hit with the javelin in return. She vaulted again, seeming quite agile and gave her a hard kick from behind as she readied up her sword.*" }, { "author": "Senri-no-Mikazuki", "message": "\"Mhm, not bad at all.\" The oni plants her feet firmly onto the group, taking up a charging stance.\n\n\"Brace yourself.\" And then she charged forward." }, { "author": "Kaori Shino", "message": "*Kaori's swords clashed with Senri's as she charged into her. The Naga attempts to parry against her only to get hit with a hard in return. It seemed like this woman was going to let up so easily and the battle was beginning to tire Kaori. Her gaze flashed quickly to the edge of the bridge before she suddenly went back to attacking Senri. Getting one sword hit in, she nimbly moves around her.*\"Have a nice swim!\"*She says before proceeding kick her off the bridge.*" }, { "author": "Senri-no-Mikazuki", "message": "\"Eh-\"\n\nAnd over the edge she went. Followed some seconds later by a large splash, a few smaller splashes, and then from below came booming laughter.\n\n\"Hahaha! Now that's what I'd call a good match!\"" }, { "author": "Kaori Shino", "message": "*Kaori was walking along the bridge, watching the woman splash about in the water. Her sword was still out, but more casual this time around.*\"Not so bad yourself.\"*She said as she went. Perhaps the Oni could have been a strong ally under different circumstances. For now though, Kaori returns to her job as she makes it to the other side.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Sirdan", "message": "After returning from Jellendi, Sirdan spent some time to relax, and decided to invite the bnuuy of the group - Yuuka, whom he has never talked to despite quite possibly picking her up randomly to join the mercenary group. \n\nSirdan invited her to a mid-range restaurants with promise of food and drinks, he would be waiting outside the restaurant, wearing a set of casual shirt and pants, with a sword held on his belt." }, { "author": "Yuuka Hirabayashi", "message": "After being invited out unexpectedly, Yuuka had just come as she was normally, though only her sheathed sword was at her hip, since carrying a gun around was probably a bad idea.\n\nOnce she arrived, Yuuka bowed to greet the Silnarian. \"Good afternoon, Sirdan. Sorry for the wait. Is this the restaurant?\"" }, { "author": "Sirdan", "message": "Sirdan would nod, speaking back to her in Silnarian. \n\n\"Indeed! Come sit down, I hope you enjoy Mentian food. If not, we can pick another place to eat at next time.\" \n\nHe would present a seat for her, and then pulled up the menu,\"I'm inviting you since we haven't talked much since you joined our party. I'd like to know more about you and how you ended up here and proficient with a gun. And maybe I can tell you more about myself too.\" \n\n\"We can starts by ordering some soup dumplings.\"" }, { "author": "Yuuka Hirabayashi", "message": "It was a good thing that she spoke Silnarian. If servanthood had done her any good, it was teaching her the language.\n\n\"Mentian food? I'm sure it's good if you invited me to have it.\" \n\nShe followed Sirdan and took a seat as he presented the chair, but looked up curiously as he explained the purpose of their meeting. \"Oh, is that so? I suppose that I haven't talked much about it...\" \n\nAt the suggestion of dumplings, she gave a nod. \n\n\"I think that works. Um... What do you want to know about first, then?\" Aside from being open to the idea of sharing some details, the bunny seemed a little defensive with her tone. After all, she hadn't expected this, but more importantly, they barely talked up to that point, so she wondered how much she should be saying about everything." }, { "author": "Sirdan", "message": "Sirdan would be speaking back in Silnarian - his Silnarian is formal, a little bit stiff and full of Adoric words, a sign he's a somewhat fluent speaker of Adoric Silnarian but not the other dialects. \n\nThen he would order some food - it was delicious soup dupmplings served with ham, alongside delicious beef strongonaff and some pan-fried sausages. It was a very hearty meal. \n\n\"Hmm. I'd like to know how'd you end up as a mercenary in Kadho, and learning how to use an Arquebus. Arquebus was a relatively recent weapon after all - I've practised with bow, lance and magic all my life. So I'm curious.\"" }, { "author": "Yuuka Hirabayashi", "message": "Of course, her Silnarian wasn't *Quite* As good, but she was still fluent, and spoke very politely rather than formally like he did. \n\nSince he had ordered the dumplings, she was content to not add any other food to their table for now, instead just asking for an ale to drink.\n\n\"Eh, we're starting there? Mmm... Well... Because of some circumstances, I had ended up in, I was in Upper Mentia for some time, but I needed new work and wanted to separate myself from my past, so I went as far away as possible... When I was going toward Silnaria, I met a man who sold it to me. Before then, I was using a yari, a pike, to fight and make a little money, so... It was nice to have something with a little more range. I never really... Had too much time to practice with it, and that would have been expensive, but it didn't take long to get used to... And it's quite simple to use, despite how it seems. A-Ah, right. I never really knew where I was going too well, so I ended up following whatever work I could until I ended up in Kadho... Not mercenary work, but, doing whatever I could.\"\n\nHer response was a little sheepish, perhaps dodging a few things, but she believed her answer was extensive enough to fully answer his question." }, { "author": "Sirdan", "message": "The two would be served with delicious, thirst-quenching barley ale, with a slight tone of sweetness. Sirdan would start drinking some of them. \n\nThe dumplings would be served first, filled with a delicious filling of pork flavored with parsley and garlic, served in a light broth. \n\n\"Hmm...\" Sirdan tried to understand her backstory - well, she was in Upper Mentia for some reason, and then... Something... And then a gun was acquired. Sirdan's brows furrowed a bit, trying to comprehend her story. After a minute, his expressions softened. \n\n\"Ah. I suppose there's part about yourself you don't want to say anything about yet. That's fine. Perhaps after another battle or two we can open up our hearts to each other.\" *Sirdan nodded,*\"You're good with the Arquebus. Have you considered learning any otherthing to go with it? Perhaps fighting in close range?\"" }, { "author": "Yuuka Hirabayashi", "message": "Yuuka continued to speak as the food and drinks were served, though she quieted down or paused temporarily if she thought the servers could hear.\n\nOnce done, she began to nurse an ale while listening to what Sirdan had to say. Soon enough, she gave a thankful nod to him deciding not to dwell too deep, before putting down her cup and answering his next question.\n\n\"Well... I considered learning the sword, so I had one custom-made, and I considered learning the pike too, but... I'm not trained in either of them, so I haven't had the confidence to use them at all.\"" }, { "author": "Sirdan", "message": "Sirdan started eating some of the dumplings, expecting Yuuka to do the same. The bunny must be starved for energy - he thought. \n\nSirdan held his hands together, taking in what Yuuka have said,\"Perhaps you could consider learning telekinesis - I can teach you the basics and you can develop it into a combat technique. It would enable you to be more versatile... And if not, carry an extra arquebus. Or shoot from behind cover.\" \n\nThen he waited for a moment,\"By the way, do you know Mentian well?\"" }, { "author": "Yuuka Hirabayashi", "message": "Yuuka took a moment before taking one of the dumplings and eating it herself. At least she wasn't mimicking Sirdan, since she only did so after she had finished speaking, and she soon enough went for a second. \n\nOnce she finished chewing them up, though, she gave Sirdan a curious head tilt. \"Telekinesis? Isn't that a magic, though? If you could teach me, though, I would be very grateful... B-But, I don't know any Mentian. Is that required somehow?\"\n\nThe question had come out of nowhere, so she wondered if there were some ritualistic chants needed." }, { "author": "Sirdan", "message": "Sirdan looked upon Yuuka with a bit of admiration, as if watching a baby speak for the first time as she ate the dumpling. He seemed genuinely happy. \n\n\"It is. I can teach you about Telekinesis. You can learn it to a minor degree easily without training and specializing in Arcane magic like I did.\" Sirdan then lifted a spoon without touching it,\"It can come in quite handy. At the most basic level you can expect to manipulate two objects remotely, like this.\" He started spinning the fork and spoon briefly, before one of the waiter looked at the spinning utensils and started blinking. Sirdan stopped. \n\n\"No, not really, but I've learned Mentian for trade and job purpose. I can start teaching you about it - and you will have plenty of chances to converse in Mentian anyhow... We can start with Army Mentian - a very simple vocabulary set used for war.\"" }, { "author": "Yuuka Hirabayashi", "message": "\"I see...\" She stopped altogether to listen to Sirdan explain, giving a few understanding nods along the way, and even was in awe at how he made the utensils move. \"Thats amazing... I-I really would appreciate if you would teach me, somehow...\"\n\nThey picked up another dumpling and quickly it disappeared into her mouth, but as he now offered to teach Mentian, she gave an ecstatic nod.\n\n\"C-Could you?! It's great if you don't need Mentian for telekinesis, but... I-I'm sure it'd be great to know as well. What do you want in return?\"\n\n*How much did tutoring cost here, anyway?*" }, { "author": "Sirdan", "message": "\"Sure. If you are proficient in Arcana magic, or had some kind of... Connectios to the Arcane. I'd be glad to teach you. If you wanted to learn about Divine Magic though, you'll have to ask Cuo or her spirits about that.\" \n\n*He chuckled and leaned forward, almost extending a hand to pat her ears, but stopped at the last moment.* \n\n\"Hmm. Well, I'll teach you Mentian for as long as we're fighting together for free. Afterward... We'll see. Maybe I can hire you as a retainer in my retinue.\" *He chuckled,*\"I've heard about firearms and how devastating they are. Someone to drill my men in using them might prove useful in the future.\" \n\n\"Alright. Let's start with those words... Hi... Hello..\" *Sirdan said, instructing her in how to read Mentian alphabet,*\"Do you know Silnarian?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Cuo Xiao Lu", "message": "*Cuo was on the balcony, swinging her legs back and forth. Not the chair on the balcony; the balcony railing. One wrong move and she could plummet to an unfortunate fall. But she seemed at ease, watching the stars above. At least, that's what it seemed like. Since Sirdan and Myhan were talking about something called 'politics', she was left with time to think, something that she didn't particularly like doing. Alone with her thoughts, they began to pester at her. Was she good enough? She barely contributed last quest, when Sirdan and Myhan were absolutely obliterating the competition. Sirdan was attracted to Sol, the nun, first, and then Garuda had to butt in and take some of the elf for herself. Maybe she didn't belong here? Maybe the other two were just more attractive, and she should just stay on the sidelines.*" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "Had she come up via the stairs? Scaled the adjacent wall using the building nearby, or simply hopped down from the rooftop? Either way, Sol had found a way to access that very balcony that Cuo was hanging out at, and her movements were light — enough to tell that she was deliberately trying to be quiet.\n\nShe would wait until she'd moved to within arm's length.\n\n\"Penny for your thoughts?\"" }, { "author": "Cuo Xiao Lu", "message": "\"WHAA-!\"\n\n*Cuo nearly jumped off the balcony railing in shock, barely catching herself as she quickly adjusted her balance. She hadn't heard Sol at all-where did she come from?*\n\n\"Oh, uh, hi Sol! What are you doing up here?\"" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "The answer to that would be a disinterested shrug.\n\n\"I got bored of hearing them talk, so I went out for a walk, and here I am. But that's not important - you didn't injure yourself, did you?\"\n\nShe would use that as a pretense to approach Cuo, reaching out with one hand to flick some imaginary dust off the girl's shoulder. Then a teasing smile crosses her lips.\n\n\"Stargazing, of course. Is that strange?\"" }, { "author": "Cuo Xiao Lu", "message": "\"Oh, of that? Yeah, I don't understand a word of it. Doesn't matter for me, I'm not from here anyway. Hm? No, I'm fine.\"\n\n*Regardless if she was injured or not, that was her answer. She looked as the lizard nun flicked some dust off her shoulder; had she been careless again.*\n\n\"Oh, thanks!\"\n\n*Looking up at the stars, Cuo began to think for a moment before answering.*\n\n\"Maybe, but I like it. I like to imagine that my parents are up there, watching over me.\"" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"Oh, my.\"\n\n*Who continues a conversation like that? I just sat down.*\n\nThe priestess's smile faltered for the briefest of seconds before stabilizing once more.\n\n\"Well, until there is evidence proving that they aren't, it's fair to say that they are.\" So too does she look skyward, humming quietly. \"Do you miss them?\"" }, { "author": "Cuo Xiao Lu", "message": "\"Well, uh, I, ah-I never met them. I'm... An orphan.\"\n\n*Cuo lets out a sigh as she leans back, resting her hands on the railing. She wanted to say more, but she didn't want to trauma dump on Sol.*\n\n\"So uh, what about you? What do you think they are?\"" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"I see.\"\n\nThe priestess observed the girl that sat beside her, then back towards the dots in the sky as the question was posed. What she thought the stars were.\n\n\"...It's difficult to say. Regardless of what happens across the lands, they remain the same. Undoubtedly much has changed since this city itself was first built - perhaps even this country itself, for that matter, but the stars above will always adorn the night sky; beautiful to look at, but providing neither the light to guide one's way or the warmth to press on... To me, they are silent listeners, no more.\"\n\nShe turns to regard Cuo.\n\n\"Which brings me back, once again, to the start; what's on your mind?\"" }, { "author": "Cuo Xiao Lu", "message": "\"Aw, but that's a bit boring, isn't it?\"\n\n*Cuo reached up with a hand, letting the night sky filter through her fingers.*\n\n\"....Just, about the most recent quest. And Sirdan. And Garuda. And that cat lady with the floating knives. I feel like I didn't do anything. I just hit a few people and that's it. Meanwhile, Sirdan and Myhan did all the work...\"" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"It comes with the package, when one takes on the role of clergy. We are not known for being entertaining.\" Sol offered a lightly amused smile that quickly developed into a deeper one, as she reached over with one arm and patted Cuo on the head, ruffling her hair.\n\n\"That is to be expected. Age-wise, they've all had more time to develop themselves. I'd expect Sirdan to be about a decade older than you, give or take, and Myhan's in his *Two-hundreds*. When you stick around that long some things come to you naturally, and combat is usually one of those.\"\n\nThe priestess covered her mouth and giggled lightly.\n\n\"If anything, I should be ashamed for being older than Sirdan and yet underperforming in comparison. But it's not a competition to see who can kill the most, even if we are at war. The way I see it, you gave it your best shot, and no one can reasonably fault you for that.\"" }, { "author": "Cuo Xiao Lu", "message": "\"I-I guess, yeah.\"\n\n*Cuo shrunk down sheepishly as Sol ruffled her hair, enjoying the pats. Sol was right; she couldn't possibly compare to them, especially a Titan with golden armor riding on a massive horse and cutting people in half with a sword. Not even Garuda could hold up to that.*\n\n\"Wait, Myhan's that old? So he's more than 10 times older than I am... Almost 13 times...\"\n\n*She knew Myhan was old, but she couldn't imagine him being 250. He should be bare bones-no, dust by now!*" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"See?\" She chuckled. \"It's a lot simpler once you take a few moments to contemplate things. Once you find the right perspective, there's almost nothing that can't be explained.\"\n\nThe priestess sighed, looking at the distant buildings.\n\n\"Honestly, adult or otherwise, it is hardly an ideal state of affairs to be dragged into a war. Too much tomfoolery going on in the background, not to mention it drawing out the worst in some people. Conflict didn't change those people; it just gave them an excuse to expose their ugliest selves and be paid for it.\"\n\n*Like me.*\n\nAnd then she gently pulled Cuo into an embrace, taking much care to avoid letting the other girl see her face and continuing to ruffle her hair. If her tone was any softer, she'd be whispering.\n\n\"That's why, if you face similar dilemmas in future, don't hesitate to look for me. I may not always be able to alleviate your concerns, but I will always be here to provide a listening ear—for that's what a priestess does.\"" }, { "author": "Cuo Xiao Lu", "message": "*Sol may have been right about most people, but strangely, Cuo felt fine when she wasn't at too much risk of death. The withered, bloody, burned, or frozen corpses; it didn't bother her. Nor did the screams. In fact, she found it satisfying when she was helping out. It was the enemy, after all, and her enemies didn't warrant any humanity. Perhaps it was the ugly part of her, but she just didn't realize it yet.*\n\n\"War doesn't feel that bad. Though it's a little scary at times.\"\n\n*Cuo closed her eyes as she was embraced, and she leaned in, feeling the reptilian's arms around her. Hugs were always comforting.*\n\n\"I can ask you for anything?\"" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"A resilient child you are. A rare silver lining in these times, all things considered.\"\n\n*Either that, or a broken one.*\n\nWithout letting her inner thoughts leak out, the priestess chuckled once more as she felt the unspoken reciprocation.\n\n\"Of course. That said, there are things I am physically incapable of doing - such as cleaving an enemy in twain with a single strike, like Myhan. But something like right now? You can ask me anytime.\"" }, { "author": "Cuo Xiao Lu", "message": "\"Resilient?\"\n\n*Cuo didn't find it hard at all to deal with the constant death. She would hardly call herself resilient. Regardless, she enjoyed the compliment.*\n\n\"I don't think anyone can match the sweaty elephant. Oh! That's wht Garuda calls him. Don't tell him I said that, ok?\"\n\n*The mage snuggled up next to the reptilian. It was hard to imagine her as a lizard; right now, she was feeling just like what a mom should be.*\n\n\"Okie.\"" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"Aye. You may not think it, but it is situations like these - where one is exposed to conflicting ideals - that sticking to one's own ideals is important. And being able to do so is resilience.\"\n\n*On the other hand, should you lose your footing and sink... Something entirely different may resurface.*\n\nOnce again, Sol resisted the urge to voice her thoughts, instead lightly bopping the girl on the nose as she laughed quietly.\n\n\"I am curious about how that nickname came to pass, but very well, that will be our secret.\"\n\nIt was getting progressively more difficult for the priestess to curb a wide ear-to-ear grin (which would not have been beneficial to her) and thus her thoughts quickly turned to something else.\n\n\"Shall I play some music?\"" }, { "author": "Cuo Xiao Lu", "message": "*Cuo thought about it long and hard, before finally answering with* \"Ideals. My ideals are just enjoying life. That's it.\"\n\n*Cuo giggled as Sol bopped her on the nose, oblivious to the malicious thoughts hiding behind the mask of Sol's face.*\n\n\"It was Garuda's idea. Music? Do you have an instrument on you?\"\n\n*Cuo felt around Sol's back to see if she was secretly hiding something.*" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"Mhm. In that case you'll do just fine.\"\n\nSol did not elaborate on what exactly would be 'just fine'. Perhaps even the priestess herself did not know at the moment.\n\n\"Yes... And no. I do have an instrument right now, but it's not exactly on me. And no, it's not there.\"\n\nShe winked — and out of her sleeve dropped a small lyre, wrought of ironwood and decorated simply, which she managed to hook with one finger.\n\n\"I would play the lute, but due to circumstances, this one will have to do.\"" }, { "author": "Cuo Xiao Lu", "message": "\"Ooh! How did you do that?\"\n\n*Garuda mentally rolled her eyes, staying silent the entire time. Cuo, on the other hand had her eyes and mouth open in surprise.*\n\n\"What's a lute?\"" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"Whatever do you mean?\"\n\nThe priestess allowed herself a smug grin before reaching over Cuo's shoulder with one hand.\n\n\"It was there all along. Just like how this lute, too, was behind you all along.\"\n\nWhen she drew her hand back, both of them would be able to see that she was grasping a lute, also of similar make to the lyre.\n\n\"That said, I can't really play two instruments at once, so I'll have to use a little magic.\"" }, { "author": "Cuo Xiao Lu", "message": "\"Ooh, that's a lute-where did that one come from?\"\n\n*Cuo looked back and forth, trying to figure out just where Sol had fit those instruments in that dress of hers. No way it was in her sleeves; she would have felt them in the hugs. Was there a magic that could summon musical instruments?*\n\n\"So, what are you going to play?\"" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"It's late out, so I'll refrain from anything with singing. Something to ease listeners into a rich slumber... Mhm, I got it.\"\n\nHaving picked up the lute, a strand of light issues from Sol's hand and burrowed into the lyre, which proceeded to float up and hover over her shoulder, cast in a soft glow. She'd temporarily imbued it with sentience with [Dancing Tool].\n\n*Follow my lead.*\n\nTaking a deep breath, Sol strummed each string of the lute individually in turn.\n\nThen she started playing." }, { "author": "Cuo Xiao Lu", "message": "*Cuo looked to the pair of instruments with interest, then wobbled back and forth as Sol began to play. She hummed like a bird along with the music, clearly relaxed.*\n\n\"Do all priestesses play music?\"" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"...I'm afraid not. Most of them know how to sing, yes, but that is part and parcel of being clergy.\"\n\nThe previous tune had began winding down to its last notes, and thus did the priestess gesture to the self-playing lyre who, after a few seconds, made the transition to the next piece.\n\n\n\nIt was a peaceful piece as before, but as Sol joined in with the lute, a single tear escapes her left eye, trailing slowly down her cheek until it'd reached her smile. The priestess did not seem to notice it." }, { "author": "Cuo Xiao Lu", "message": "*Cuo kept listening to the music, listening to the wonderful notes playing. She was clearly happy, swaying back and forth to the strumming. She was glad she listened to Garuda's suggestion. War was not a place she initially thought she would fun in, but so far she had gotten loads of money, good food to eat, a hot elf who would [REDACTED], and now listen to beautiful music.*\n\n\"It's so beautiful... Sol, are you crying?\"\n\n*The priestess who had never shown emotion now had a tear escaping her eye. Cuo reached up to wipe it off, smiling.*\n\n\"Your music is beautiful... You're making yourself cry!\"" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"Oh, my...\"\n\nThe priestess imbued the lute too with temporary sentience, leaving both instruments to hover and continue playing while she herself reached for her own face, tracing the tear's path with a finger.\n\n\"I was told as much when I first acquired the score, but I didn't think it too be true.\"\n\n*Because it isn't.*\n\n\"Perhaps, if I were to play its associated scores... Would it draw yet more than this?\"\n\n*...No, it won't.*\n\nSol reached into her sleeves once more, and when she withdrew her hands a final time, what showed was a simple, undecorated wooden flute. Unlike the previous two instruments, this one bore marks of age and was blackened in several areas.\n\nAlmost hesitantly, Sol lifted the flute to her lips, and the tune changed for the last time-\n\n\n\n-And it immediately became apparent to any listener that while it was played with equal expertise as the previous two, there was something so... Lifeless... About it." }, { "author": "Cuo Xiao Lu", "message": "\"I want to hear more!\n\n*The pretty words flew in one ear and out the other, Cuo too distracted by the combination of the nun and the music to notice. The tune was entrancing, Cuo feeling a new tension in the air, like a wood nymph playing in the forest. Yet Sol's playing held this strange animosity.*\n\n*Like Garuda. Wise and powerful, and on the surface, seemed like a friend. But Cuo didn't know her true intentions. Why her? Why was she offered power?*\n\n*Cuo looked to Sol, wondering why this tune was so much so like a pretty corpse dressed up for a funeral.*\n\n\"The flute... It looks like it's been through a lot. Are you the same, Sol?\"" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "The lyre was first to vanish into motes of light, dissipating in the night sky. Then followed the lute, and in doing so took the sound of the accompanying beats with them - leaving the flute's tune on its lonesome. Just like that night almost twenty years ago.\n\nSol wrestled briefly with the notion of whether to tell a truth or a lie, and ultimately decided—\n\n\"...At my age, there aren't many that haven't.\" The priestess revealed a rare expression—a thin, fatigued smile, as though her years had caught up to her in that singular moment. \"But I suppose you could say that.\"\n\nThe tune came to a close and she stopped playing, but continued staring at the flute clutched in her hands." }, { "author": "Cuo Xiao Lu", "message": "\"Your age?\"\n\n*For a moment, Cuo wondered what Sol could mean. She didn't look any older than Sirdan; she reckoned he was maybe 10 years older than she was. Myhan, who was 250, was very evidently much older.*\n\n*But then, she noticed a change in expression. Something that pointed towards Sol experiencing quite a lot in her life. Maybe she wasn't old; just lived a bad life.*\n\n*But she would ask a question, just to be sure.*\n\n\"Sol... Are you a grandma?\"\n\n*Cuo looked to Sol with a genuinely curious yet concerned expression.*" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"What? That's...\"\n\nThe priestess flinched, turning away from her flute to stare at Cuo. \n\n*...I haven't actually revealed my true age before, have I?*\n\nThe middle-aged priestess quickly decided to engage in a mild bit of tomfoolery.\n\n\"Well, I wonder?\" With a smile, she leaned closer and gently scratched Cuo under the chin, not unlikely how one might a cat.\n\n\"Do I seem grandmotherly to you, Cuo?\"" }, { "author": "Cuo Xiao Lu", "message": "*Cuo flinched to Sol flinching, moving away like a cat that was startled. Her expression seemed tense, though quickly relaxed and melted into Sol's hand as she scratched her chin.*\n\n\"You seem more like a mom to me. Grandmas look older, and they give kids snacks. Like Myhan. Though I guess he's a grandpa. Moms tell stories and sing songs. Though, this is all I've heard. I've never had a mom. Or grandma for that matter.\"\n\n*She would snuggle into the chin scratches; for a moment, she definitely looked like a cat kemonomimi enjoying chin scratches.*\n\nHow old *Are* You, Sol?\"" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"A mom, huh.\" The reply came almost absentmindedly, the priestess continuing with the chin scratches somewhat mechanically, lost in thought.\n\n*It's not that bad, all things considered.*\n\nA tinge of sympathy ran down her spine—followed by a tinge of annoyance when she realized what the former was. Neither showed on her face as she instead fixated on the question.\n\n\"Well, if you must know—I'm older than Sirdan, but much younger than Myhan. But I couldn't tell you the exact number if I wanted—it's been a while since I kept track of such things.\"" }, { "author": "Cuo Xiao Lu", "message": "\"Yeah! You're nice, calm, and mysterious. ....And big.\"\n\n*Cuo didn't allude to what she meant, but her eyes wandered down a bit before going back to looking at Sol directly.*\n\n\"That's not very specific. Sirdan's maybe 10 years older than I am. Any more than that and he'd be a creep.\"\n\n*Though, maybe Sirdan was a creep? He was hot though, and treated her well, so she didn't care.*\n\n\"And Myhan is 250! I'm 19, so Sirdan's probably 29. That means *You* Could be anywhere from 30 to over 100! That's grandma territory!\"\n\n*Cuo seemed to be proud of herself with her completely ordinary, if not elementary, deduction.*" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"Pffffft...\"\n\nIn spite of herself, Sol laughed upon hearing that jab towards Sirdan; a laugh that only grew after hearing the remark of ages 30 and beyond being the age of grandmothers.\n\n\"Goodness me. Won't that make Sirdan a grandfather in a year or so as well? He might have a heart attack if you address him as such. Still.\"\n\nHer cheerful demeanor eases up slightly, giving way to a somewhat serious expression as the priestess once again embraced Cuo, this time however leaving each distance for them to look at each other face-to-face.\n\n\"As a potential grandma, I am obliged to remind you to be careful about who you put your trust in, and that includes me. It warms my heart to see you so relaxed around me, but there's no shortage of people out there who'd have no qualms taking advantage of that.\" At this she smiles, somewhat sadly. \"Trust is a two-way street. Don't give yours to someone that's done little to be worthy of it.\"" }, { "author": "Cuo Xiao Lu", "message": "\"Ooh, I want try that and see his face-!\"\n\n*Cuo joined Sol in the laughter, leaning back and holding on to the railing using her legs as she found herself laughing uncontrollably and joyfully.*\n\n*How long had it been since she full on laughed? She had giggled upon Sirdan being called Siracha, but laughed? No, that was long, long ago...*\n\n\"Trust? Oh, right. It's just that you've all been so nice too me. Except the bunny but she's nowhere to be found. But I really like being here. With you guys. If anyone tries to do that to me... What's that word?\"\n\n*Cuo thought for a moment before raising a single index finger. It glowed and hummed with dark magic, threatening the very soul of anyone who touched it. For a brief moment, Cuo was not some silly orphan girl who was laughing. In her expression was that of someone full of malice, who took glee in hearing screams of pain of those who she despised. Her eyes were full of something unnatural, that no human could possess.*\n\n**\"I'll kill them, just like the others who wronged me.\"**\n\n*And in an instant, she reverted back to the normal teenage girl than she was. If a traumatized orphan like her could be considered normal.*\n\n\"I know I'm not the best at seeing people's intentions, but that's ok! Garuda can help me! I hope. Or you! Or Sirdan! Or even Myhan!\"" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"Mhm, I see.\"\n\nIt was a good thing that her default expression was a poker face. Sol gently took one of Cuo's hands in her own, pressing their palms together as she took on the praying posture of a priestess — a good while since she'd done as such.\n\n\"May the God of the Earth bestow his blessings upon you, keeping your path forever unhindered.\"\n\n*That said, there aren't any divine magic spells for this purpose.*\n\n\"May your encounters be always triumphant...\"\n\n*Divine magic doesn't cover this one, either.*\n\n\"...And your discoveries always bountiful.\"" }, { "author": "Cuo Xiao Lu", "message": "\"Ooh, a blessing?\"\n\n*Cuo closed her eyes, letting the priestess recite her words. Truth be told, she could have used them when she was born, but having them now wouldn't be bad. Maybe she could look forward to enjoying her life.*\n\n\"I hope they are.\"\n\n*Cuo didn't understand a lot of the words Sol said, but she assumed they meant good things.*" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"I'm sure they will be.\"\n\nAnd Sol would continue sitting there in silence, clasping one of Cuo's hands, casting her gaze up at the stars. Eventually, she yawned.\n\n\"Looks like it's time for this grandma to turn in for the night.\" Another chuckle. \"Don't stay up too late, Cuo. Things will probably get busier soon enough.\"" }, { "author": "Cuo Xiao Lu", "message": "*Cuo seemed to almost doze off to sleep with her eyes closed, before Sol woke her up with her yawning.*\n\n\"Grandma Sol. Ok. I'll go to sleep then. Good night!\"\n\n*Cuo did a backflip, almost fell, then went to bed without a word.*" } ]

[ { "author": "wheyfarer", "message": "Separate Thread Start" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "There were days when the weight wasn't all that heavy. The days of her childhood, from before she discovered her magical tendencies, still darting around the fields chasing after the younger ones — the weight hadn't existed then. It had silently slipped into her life when she'd moved out of the old house, living by herself in seminary, growing with every passing year. It'd more than tripled overnight on her return, ever accumulating, and it was only during the nights that she got blackout drunk that it got much lighter. Of course, those occasions had been fleeting in comparison.\n\nThat morning proved more burdensome than most.\n\n\"Oh, dear. This won't do at all.\"\n\nWearing a rare look of vexation, Sol stared at the article lying on the desk. It was a plain looking drawstring pouch about the size of her fist, and right now it was so full that it could not possibly accommodate a coin more.\n\n\"Ahhh, and to think I've just made a large purchase recently... What should I do? It's too early in the day to hit up any taverns...\"\n\nIt was thirty minutes later before the priestess could be spotted strolling along one of the busier streets around, inspecting every single piece of ware intently before moving on to the next stall.\n\nShe had yet to find something that was a) easy to carry around, b) expensive enough and c) had at least *Some* Practical value for herself." }, { "author": "wheyfarer", "message": "Elsewhere in the streets, a titanic figure was idly strolling, with a relaxed expression upon his face, as he peeked a look at the various stalls. While usually he would only be on the streets to put his hand to the heart of the city's rumours and concerns, even a tirelessly working man like him needed a breather from time to time.\n\nSo here he was, lazily window-shopping instead of doing anything of actual merit- not that the concept of a glass shop-front was even a thing yet.\n\nHis height came in quite handy here, allowing him to take a peek at the various stalls without needing to push through the crowds for a the closer look, and also causing the tides of people in the streets to pre-emptively give him the right of way to avoid being bowled over by accident. The person that could win against an old titan in a match of strength was an exceptional one, after all- not that he would be rude enough to deliberately push into someone's way himself, barring exceptional circumstance.\n\nAnyhow, his figure was quite obvious in the crowd for anyway that looked up, sticking out like a tree amongst a sea of shrubs. Currently he was standing in front of a stall selling curios and trinkets of sort with a considering look." }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "Indeed, when one towered above the crowd in a display of height, they were bound to stand out. Just as the beacon from a lighthouse was wont to draw the attention of the creatures lurking beneath the surface. And for some of the more inquisitive creatures, making their way through the waves as they approached.\n\nThe priestess did not push. There was no need for her to do so, having made her unhurried way over. The little pockets of space between mingling bodies were sufficient for her to slip through, and slip through she did, step by step, until—\n\n\"Find anything good?\"\n\nStanding to his right, she casually leaned to take a closer look at one of the hanging pieces." }, { "author": "wheyfarer", "message": "The stone- a simple stone, was the platonic emanation of immutability of the nature world. Not lion's claw, nor bear's paw could leave nary a mark upon it's skin. And whence their descendants have passed, the stone stands alone, unfettered.\n\nIt was a simplification, but as rocks among nature, so titans amongst man. Living, towering, walking stones who lived long and lasted long. \n\nBut nothing short of gold was truly perfect matter, and all could be brought low by the forces of the world. If to stone, rivers, then to Myhan...\n\nHe first blinked in awareness. Then a tingle rolled down his spine in realisation. His back shivered in denial...\n\nAnd finally, in acceptance, he sighed and answered the comparatively dimunitive priest whose presence was enough to cow him, without turning \"...Not really. I suppose finding you here is surprising though. In fact, I must admit that you are the last person I expected to see here. \"" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "Sol considered the response she'd been given, all the while not moving in the slightest, her posture held at the very moment she'd neared to inspect the trinket. Then, as if satisfied, she straightened her back and turned her head in Myhan's direction.\n\n\"Oh? And why is that so, pray tell?\"\n\nThe priestess smiles.\n\nHer pale irises were absent, hidden behind shut eyelids, but something about her expression suggested that she was looking right at him. She would hold that face for a few more seconds before breaking into a light chuckle, eyes opened once more in amusement.\n\n\"I suppose it's not everyday that you see clergy shopping in their priestly wear.\" Another quiet chuckle. \"Though you certainly have just given me a good idea.\"" }, { "author": "wheyfarer", "message": "Myhan shrugged, slightly unnerved by the way she stalled and move on a dime, and the way it felt her gaze was boring into his flesh even when behind her eyelids.\n\nNot to mention that damn smile. That damn smile, followed by that chuckle.\n\n\"It is quite unconventional, though in honesty I don't know much about what you like to do in your free time in the first place.\" The titan admitted honestly, before a forboding tingle ran up his spine again with her last line.\n\n\"And now I turn the question back to you- what idea, pray tell?\" He asked with a false calm." }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"That does indeed check out. And seeing as we're likely to continue working together for the foreseeable future, it could be beneficial to know a little more about each other, beyond the basics.\"\n\n*Fufufu.* The priestess laughed quietly into her sleeve, evidently enjoying herself.\n\n\"Why, shopping for clothing of course. Though I am unfamilar with local fashion, so I could really use the assistance of an impartial observer.\"\n\nShe didn't follow up with any question, but with how intently she was staring, there probably wasn't a need to." }, { "author": "wheyfarer", "message": "Myhan angled slightly away from the line of fire of Sol's incandescent gaze, avoiding meeting her burning pyrite pupils with his own head on.\n\nHe wasn't really enjoying this nearly as much as the Priestess did, but she wasn't wrong... Besides, he didn't have much of an excuse to take his leave in a manner befitting of a Kadhoki Baron, and...\n\n*This could be a good time to get a better grasp of the character of this woman.* He grudgingly admitted. *Picking out clothes is not the worst activity to get stuck with that woman on, anyhow. What could go wrong?*\n\n\"Well..\" He mused, pretending to scrutinise the trinkets to play off him turning away from her. \"I am certainly no fashionista... But I suppose I can give my humble opinions.\" He decided. \"Just be sure to take it with a pinchful of salt.\"" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"That's already plenty.\" She nodded with a smile. \"Much more reliable than shop assistants, according to whom nearly every article of clothing on the shelves would look good on the customers somehow.\"\n\nThe priestess heaved a small sigh, hesitating somewhat whilst holding a rather crudely carved reddish trinket. After a few moments, she ended up putting it back.\n\n\"I was told that there was a shop specializing in luxurious clothes somewhere on this street, though I have yet to find it.\" The little traces of wistfulness faded away, making way for the usual smile that never reached the eyes. \"Would you happen to know of its location, Sir Myhan?\"" }, { "author": "wheyfarer", "message": "Myhan did chuckle at that. \"Well, either everything looks good on you with the right angle and attitude, or they aren't running a shop at all.\"\n\nMyhan traces her gaze, eyeing the shoddy street trinket until she places it back.\n\n\"Luxurious clothes?\" Myhan raises an eyebrow, before scrutinizing her attire from toe to head. It was of decent quality for clerical clothes, but not much else, really. \"Now I can confidently say you don't look nor act the type, and I do mean that with sincere praise.\"\n\nIndeed, Sol had her eccentricities, but she was certainly not one to live extravagently. In fact the most she spent was on providing accommodations to the men, which he could not really fault her for despite any amount of paranoia.\n \nThe baron seems to muse for a bit before shaking his head. \"Well, far be it for me to cast stones, lest I make myself a hypocrite. Nothing wrong with a bit of finery- the quality of fabric and work does make a substantial difference in comfort than anything, especially when you also need one skilled enough to cater for larger races even in places where they are a minority. Though...\"\n\nThe titan frowned. \"If you were to ask me, I admit, I haven't had the need to commission clothes around here so far- I've gotten used to making a few sets last as long as they can without replacement- commissioning new clothes is a pain, I'm sure you figure. So I cannot speak to the quality nor exact location of the shop. Still, I think I've passed it before. If you don't mind a bit of meandering, Miss Sol, I should be able to lead you to the rough whereabouts of your destination in a short jiffy.\"" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"My, my. I'll end up with a swelled ego if you flatter me so, you know.\" Yet the laughter that followed was wholly gentle, if somewhat short-lived; the teasing note quickly slipped back in. \"Alas, I am not yet mature enough to escape the feeling of wanting to behave like a young girl every so often, so to speak.\"\n\nShe nodded easily to the prospect of looking around until they found the place.\n\n\"That's more than fine. In the first place, I am the one imposing on you, so for that...\"\n\nShe dipped her head slightly, lifting both sides of her robes in a curtsey, albeit somewhat stiffly.\n\n\"I'll be in your care, Sir Myhan~☆\"" }, { "author": "wheyfarer", "message": "Myhan had taken many, many hits over the centuries. Swords versus skin, spears versus tendons, hammers against ribcage. Just recently, near singlehandedly holding back a number of the finest warriors in Ramul Ta along had nearly led him to his demise, had he not managed to land the final hit on Adelmar, but even then, in the face of certain death and losing it all. He had stood firm for the sake of the men and women that stood behind him.\n\nRight now, watching Sol curtsy towards him, he wonder if it was too late to get struck down by their hammers.\n\nSuppressing the urge to develop spotaneous internal bleeding. Bowing with the form of a perfect gentleman, he stated as seriously as he could. \"It would be my honour, miss Sol.\"\n\n...Okay, damnit. That *Was* Pretty funny. The corner of his lips curled up involuntarily. Shit.\n\nHe had to admit, it had been ages since he had acted like a young, vigorous gentleman and it did make him feel younger. Unfortunately, that also meant admitting that he shared Sol's sentiment of acting young once in a while, and another infinitesimal part of his soul shrivelled up like Adelmar's face.\n\nCoughing slightly to himself to take his mind off things, he turned towards the rough direction of where they needed to go. \"Right, I shall be leading the way then- just stick close to me.\"" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "And stick close to Myhan Sol did - almost uncomfortably so, in fact, that it seemed as though the notion of 'personal space' didn't exist to her at all; the fact that she always made sure to stay juuuuust out of that distance, however, should have more than indicated that she knew exactly what she was doing and didn't really care otherwise. They'd gone a little ways in before the priestess, whether out of genuine curiosity or simply finding a way to pass the time, spoke up.\n\n\"From what I've heard, you and sir Sirdan seem to go back pretty far. And Salvainia seems to have it out for both of you quite a bit—what's the story behind that? Another situation like the recent siege? If you don't mind me asking, that is.\"\n\nPutting aside the fact that she'd already gone ahead and done so, that is." }, { "author": "wheyfarer", "message": "Almost uncomfortably? \n\nMyhan *Was* Discomforted, make no mistake. Despite the fact that the priestess was merely half his height (though she would indeed be considered tall among the locals), her breath bore down his back like that of a towering Fire Dragon. And he knew first hand what that felt like.\n\nAnd thus, the gigantic veteran could only silently endure the proximity of her presence, which drained any energy he may have mustered to make small talk with the priestess. Was she a Sanguinist? \n\nFortunately, she seemed content with the companionable silence. Well, until she wasn't.\n\nMyhan blinked and turned as he registered the question... Which was actually a fairly reasonable one to make about one's co-workers really, especially considering the situation.\n\n\"Hmm...\" Myhan mulled over what to say, before slowly opening his mouth. \"Well, for a start- how much do you know about the Kadho Crisis?\"" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"Hmm, the name does ring a bell.\" Lightly biting her lips, Sol tried to recall the happenings from quite a while ago.\n\n\"...I believe there was word that the previous chancellor was assassinated? By... Orders of the Salvanian emperor?\" The rare uncertainty tinted her words - even though the news had reached Silnaria, the priestess had a passing interest on the matter at most and had not paid as much attention. \"I heard it ultimately ended in a war which Kadho won. That's about how much I know.\"\n\nOf course, now that she recalled as much, the priestess had put two and two together for a possible four, but given that there was a high likelihood that her conversation partner had been quite involved in the matter, she might as well wait for him to either confirm or deny her internal conjectures. So she simply just shrugged and waited." }, { "author": "wheyfarer", "message": "\"You have the broad strokes of it.\" Myhan acknowledged. \n\n\"To answer both questions, Sirdan and I were captains of mercenary parties that sought to unravel the conspiracy embroiling at the time, which indeed so happened to be by Salvainia's hand- and they had a lot of plans and even contingencies in place, which we had a part in dismantling and thwarting at every turn. We even partook in the war at the very end from the very front. To say that Salvainia has it out for us would be a slight understatement, really.\"\n\nMyhan laughed with good mirth, slightly downplaying the fact that the republic likely would not have survived were it not for them and tactfully omitting his past as a Salvainian courtier.\n\n\"Anyhow, while Sirdan and I didn't work together directly, we often exchanged information in coffee houses between tasks and hit it off quite well. After the fact, we assisted the Margrave in his bid for chancellorship, which he won summarily. Then, for our merit in service of the republic and aiding his ascension to the Chancellorship, he rewarded us with fiefdoms that so happened to be a stone's throw away from each other, and the rest is history. As all good neighbours do, I scratch his back, and he scratches mine. Simple as that.\" Myhan ended fondly." }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"Wao.\"\n\nThat was it. A very undignified expression of surprise, slipping out from the usual dignified demeanor. She had guessed as much regarding their involvement, but the extent of it was just... Small wonder the relationship went quite poorly, really. Nonetheless, Sol didn't have any particular burning love for Salvania, and so her curiosity about the topic remained just that - curiosity.\n\n\"Both of you are interesting indeed - managing a fiefdom sounds like too much work, what with all the administrative matters and whatnot. Is that why your hair got so white?\" She lightly teased at the end." }, { "author": "wheyfarer", "message": "Myhan couldn't help but snort slightly at Sol's utterly underwhelming response, and proceeding teasing, shaking his head.\n\n\"Well, it hasn't gone any whiter than it already was, so hard to tell. Might be losing a bit of hair from it, however. On the contrary, how about your hair, hmm?\" The titan japed back, any trepidition temporarily set aside." }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"My hair?\" The priestess tilted her head, evidently having forgotten that her own crown was about as pale as they came until she was reminded.\n\n\"Ah! Oh, my... Now that you mention it, I think I'm the only one in my family that's like this. I wonder why...\" She clasped a handful of her own hair, staring at it with newfound interest." }, { "author": "wheyfarer", "message": "Myhan blinked again. \n\n\"...Have you never thought about it?\" The titan asked in a deadpan tone of clear disbelief." }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"No, not really. It's not as if having white hair would make crops grow faster.\" The priestess toyed with her strands, recollecting decades-old memories to ensure that she was correct. \"My siblings were all blonde, as were my parents... Hmm.\"" }, { "author": "wheyfarer", "message": "Myhan put a finger to his chin.\n\nThere were a number of explanations for that available. The most likely one was that it was simply a natural, rare permutation of the blonde hair of her parents that was. He had heard of cases of albinism, and while this was not quite the same it would be close enough. Or perhaps it was a rarer trait in her family line and she just happened to be the only one to manifest it this generation.\n\nThere were more outlandish theories like being touched by a spirit, being adopted or being born out of wedlock... But those ranged from silly to downright rude to even suggest.\n\nInstead, he settled for starting simple. \"Hmm... Has your family said anything about it before, then?\"\n\nThe prospect of Sol having a family, and even siblings was an interesting one, alright, considering her nature. But he supposed even people as strange as her were still born of flesh and bone, in the end." }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"Not particularly...\" It had been nearly twenty years, and with her innate indifference a lot of memories from her childhood had been forgotten, lost to the passage of time. Leaving Anushken at the age of fifteen, her first run in with magic at the age of twelve...\n\n*Why do you insist on helping me to dry my hair every time?* A ten-year old Sol had questioned her eight-year old sister.\n\n*Because big sister's hair is a treasure! Papa said so!* Had been the reply. At least, she felt that it had been something like that. But Sol had no memory of her father ever telling her such a thing, so it'd been put aside and forgotten after a while.\n\n\"Mhm, it doesn't really matter, I guess.\"" }, { "author": "wheyfarer", "message": "Seeing her almost indifferent response, Myhan realised that it was probably a fool's errand to piece together any clues regarding the strange pigmentation of her hair as is.\n\nHe sighed, any enthusiasm for figuring out a small mystery stymied. \"Well, I suppose that's true then.\" \n\nAnd with that, he pressed the topic no more. The air became quite a bit awkward thereafter with fuel to keep the conversation going." }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "The priestess was not perturbed by the lack of conversation. The earlier discussion about her hair had set off a chain of other thoughts, and other than the attention needed to follow Myhan, she had her fingers on her chin, brooding over a few other things. Of course, given that she voiced out none of it, it would be basically impossible for another to try and follow her train of thought.\n\n\"Mhmm...\" Without really meaning to, she was musing aloud. \"Perhaps I should get married soon...\"" }, { "author": "wheyfarer", "message": "Myhan paused again, turning back with an even more incredulous look for a brief second before quickly remembering to square it away with a neutral expression, pretending that he hadn't heard clearly what she had said and definitely did not lose his composture. No siree.\n\n\"Sorry, did you say something? I didn't seem to catch that just now.\" Myhan *Asked calmly*." }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "Distracted as she was, the look of incredulity went undetected by the priestess, who only paid more attention after she was addressed.\n\n\"What? Oh, I was just thinking aloud, nothing to worry about.\" Sol shrugged, not seeming very bothered about whether her thoughts had been heard or not. \"Apparently, there's this fashion called gothic lolita that's been popular lately. I wonder if it'll suit me.\"" }, { "author": "wheyfarer", "message": "For his sanity, Myhan decided not to pry deeper than he'd already heard. Coughing, Myhan simply followed along with whatever newfangled topic Sol was going upon.\n\n\"I'm no fashionista, and everything that's been going on I've been quite out of touch with the latest trends.\" The old titan admitted. \"What is that all about, anyway?\"" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"I'm not quite sure myself. Apparently, it's mostly darker colors with lots of frills and ribbons. Perhaps the store assistants would be able to direct us to such pieces.\" That was also a piece of information she learned from a conversation in passing, and as to be expected of Sol, she had nodded at the time and promptly forgotten it after.\n\n\"Apparently, there's even a unique style of laughter associated with it... Ohoho.\" Perhaps she would have had more success by using more than the usual conversational tone." }, { "author": "wheyfarer", "message": "Myhan cringed as Sol soullessly attempted to emulate said laughter. The flatness of it was akin to nails on a blackboard to him- he did not know how it was intended to be, but was it clearly missing a key component to it's character in a way that made it plain uncanny and even close to being downright disturbing, like watching a zombie suddenly shamble down the streets of a bustling town.\n\n\"...I can't say I know what all that is about, but I'm certain that's not... All there is to it.\" Myhan diplomatically mustered." }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"Of that I have no doubt. It's a mysterious topic, this lolita thing.\" Sol nodded seriously, the thought of Myhan referring to something else never once crossing her mind.\n\n\"If I am to wear the garb properly, then I will have to seek out a master of such as well, lest my bearings do not give the clothing the dignity it is owed.\"" }, { "author": "wheyfarer", "message": "Myhan opened his mouth, seemingly about to speak, only to slowly close it without another word.\n\nHe rubbed his eyes. \"...I can respect that.\" He acquiesced towards her misunderstanding.\n\nHopefully they would be there soon, he wasn't sure if he could handle her attention any longer..." }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "As it turned out, the 'luxury clothes shop' that Sol remembered being in the area had long since closed down. Fortunately, another boutique had opened in the same location, else the two of them might have had to continue walking. It wasn't busy hours yet, so the clerk sitting behind the counter raised her head to the sound of the door opening. Then she raised her brows at the sight of the titan walking in.\n\n\"May I help you—\" Surprise flashed across her face when the priestess too walked into view, but to the credit of the clerk, it was quickly replaced by a professional smile. \"Welcome! What sort of clothing would you happen to be looking for, miss?\"\n\n\"Mhm, I'm looking for an 'ohoho' dress.\"\n\nIn the brief silence that followed, one might even see the '???' appearing over the clerk's head as she made eye contact with Myhan." }, { "author": "wheyfarer", "message": "Myhan nearly knocked his head against the ceiling when he heard the utter confoundment Sol had somehow uttered despite all odds.\n\n*...Now you're just taking the piss out of me, aren't you? Didn't you just tell me the name? There's no way one can forget this quickly， surely...*\n\nMyhan briefly commiserated in silence with the clerk in shared confusion as they locked gazes, before Myhan eventually pinched his nose and sighed. \"She's not so familiar with the name...\" The titan covered for her slip up because he was a decent man like that, even though by all accounts it made no sense. \"What the name of that new trend... Gothic... Lolita, I think?\" Myhan muttered, the name only barely sliding into his cramped brainmeats, that were already full to the brim with centuries of knowledge." }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"That's *New*?...I mean, of course you are! May I ask what sort of look you are going for, miss?\"\n\n\"Mhm, I'm not really sure about what it looks like... Could you show me any piece in black?\"\n\n\"Sure, give me a moment.\"\n\nManaging to regain her smile quickly, the clerk gestured for Sol to wait before turning and heading towards the back of the shop. As she did so, Sol glanced towards Myhan and made a discreet V sign with her fingers — expression unchanging.\n\n\"Please, take a look!\"\n\nWhat the clerk held out did indeed fulfil Sol's sole (heh) request, but between the orange and the ribbons, it couldn't be any gaudier if it tried." }, { "author": "wheyfarer", "message": "Myhan resisted the urge to slap his forehead at Sol's show of victory, opting for a simple, controlled nod of the head, in acknowledgement of her apparent 'win.'\n\n*Actually, why are you even celebrating in the first place?*\n\nRegardless, when the clerk returned with something to present, Myhan thought it was decent from a general perspective, if a little gaudy... Well, that was it.\n\n He had no idea what 'gothic lolita fashion' looked like beyond Sol's half-baked verbal description, afterall. If it were as akin to that trend as a whale to fish, he wouldn't know.\n\nSo, the only thing he could do here is to nod sagely and pass the task of judgement to a certain troublesome priestess.\n\n\"So, what do you think?\"" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"So it's this type of look...\"\n\nThe priestess carefully received the dress, giving it a careful 360 to avoid overlooking anything. The number of ribbons were a little too over the top, but she didn't find herself disliking the whole concept that it represented.\n\n\"I like the style, but the orange is a bit loud for my tastes. Perhaps... Ah, I know. Pray lend me your ears for a moment, good lady.\"\n\nThe clerk gave Myhan a somewhat pensive glance before doing as Sol requested, who proceeded to lean in. What followed was about thirty seconds of whispering and a lot of nodding in reply, following which the clerk took the dress and went back to the racks.\n\n\"I'll be borrowing their changing room.\" The priestess turned back to Myhan, a tiny satisfied smile on her face. \"I'll have to trouble you about your opinion once I'm done, sir Myhan.\"" }, { "author": "wheyfarer", "message": "*Oh gods, what dastardly plan is Sol concocting this time?*\n\nMyhan internally balked in dismay upon witnessing the furtive display between the two- before remembering that they were going clothes shopping.\n\n*Oh, right. Sorry, force of habit.*\n\nMyhan cleared his throat to clear away his inner intrusions before opening his mouth.\n\n\"Once again, I must reiterate that I'm no fashionista, nor even an amateur judge of fashion...\" \n\nWell, it wasn't entirely true- he had spent enough time in courtly settings to learn some of it by osmosis, but nothing more than that. \n\n\"...But I'll do my best to be a fair judge.\" The old titan allowed." }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"That's already plenty.\" The priestess nodded, then ducked into a changing room nearby. Shortly after, the clerk who was carrying a bundle of clothing knocked on that door and also entered. There was a small gap under the door, out of which conversation carried.\n\n\"This is a lot heavier than it looks.\"\n\"Perhaps I could fetch a lighter dress?\"\n\"No no, this will do. What's this piece for?\"\n\"Ah, you wrap it like this...\"\n\nAfter about ten minutes had passed, the door opened again and Sol stepped out.\n\n\"How does it look?\"" }, { "author": "wheyfarer", "message": "*...Why does it have a goddamn blindfold?*\n\nWas what Myhan nearly said, before catching himself.\n\nCoughing slightly, he took a moment to align his state of mind with what a refined courtier and gentleman would say, even if half the time he didn't entirely get what he was saying. \n\nThe appearance of being effortlessly erudite and trendy was a useful image in higher society, after all, despite the reality of things.\n\nIn short, bullshitting convincingly was a useful skill if one wanted to further themselves.\n\nMyhan hummed in consideration as he gave a casual seeming once over.\n\n\"The general geometry of the outfit itself is sleek and carries elegance, while its design carries some quite bold and unconventional elements. I quite enjoy how the red string motif strikes a vivid contrast with the darker tones, and the faint wavelike floral patterns on the lighter hued hems of the dress are a subtlely brilliant touch. Oh and the... Blindfold!\"\n\nLingering on the last word for emphasis and definitely not because the old titan was coming up short on how to extract meaning from a blindfold, he timely continued before the pregnant pause dragged out for too long.\n\n\"More importantly, you wear it with a fair amount of grace, and dare I say- Sprezzatura, which is the finishing stroke of the brush that completes this fine ensemble.\n\nIn short I think you wear it quite wonderfully, miss Sol, though I must profess my professional inadequecy in putting the full scope of things into word.\"\n\nAfter somehow putting together the most verbose of paragraphs without nary a breath in between, Myhan put a fist to his mouth and coughed a few times, as if it were just a natural, unexplained tic of the body.\n\nUnseen behind his fist was how his mouth slightly grimaced with embarrassment from the excessive flattery it had just expoused.\n\n*Bah, why was I trying this hard? Must be force of habit...*" }, { "author": "Sol", "message": "\"Uh huh, uh huh.\" The priestess grinned throughout every second of it, leaving it undisputed as to exactly how much she took stock in those words - that was to say, not a whole lot. She turned to the clerk. \"I'll be buying this. How much does it cost?\"\n\n\"That'll be ten gold although, miss. Shall I wrap it up for you?\"\n\nSol aimed a teasing smile at the titan.\n\n\"No, I'll wear these as is. Could you wrap up my old clothing instead?\"\n\"Sure, just a moment.\"\n\"Mhm.\"\n\nThe priestess watched the clerk scoot off into the changing area briefly.\n\n\"...Thank you. I appreciated that.\"\n\nThe words, their speaker having walked away, dissipated quietly into the air." } ]

[ { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*The day had once again started as the merchant city of Kadho had started another early morning hustle and bustle among its merchants. Whether it was getting new stock for their stores, preparing themselves for the next customer or very simply just doing a quick tidy of their work quarters, those who proven themselves as a merchant within the bustling space of the city moved around like clockwork.*\n\n*For Bella, she was no exception. Whilst adventuring was still something she had wished to do, goals still clear in her head, work in the family apothecary was far from nothing that she was opposed to. After all, it was the most reliable way to put food into her stomach and then some. With duty cemented with her role as a merchant, she opened the door to the Gladstone Apothecary, admiring the glistening array of herbs, potions and vials on clear display, some concoctions safely tucked behind glass cases and some protected with cork stoppers.*\n\n*It felt good to be back in her store, even if it was only to take a short break from her adventures.*" }, { "author": "Auburn 'Apricot' Arnice", "message": "*The merchant city. A place of opportunity for many; but not just in the way that many people thought. While most would think of becoming a merchant and selling their wares, others thought of stealing from them. They were rich enough, weren't they? Just a little bit here and there wouldn't cause them to starve. On the other hand, a few coins was enough to buy a day's worth. Another day of life, more sand in the hourglass.*\n\n*A small, cloaked figure stalked the busy streets. Unlike many other thieves, who would use their cloak and dagger to plunder mercilessly, Auburn only took enough for herself and a couple of others. And never harm anyone. No killing, unless absolutely necessary.*\n\n*The Gladstone Apothecary was her next target. With shining windows of glass and colorful potions all around, it was likely that there was a stash of money lying around. The smaller girl let a couple customers enter first, making sure to take note of any transactions so she could find where the money was, and carefully entered, making sure her hood was off.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "\"Ah, yes! Greetings, and welcome to the Gladstone Apothecary! How may I help you?\" *As soon as the first few customers walked in, like a machine did Bella spring into total action, her kindhearted nature glistening through a sweet smile and a gentle voice as she introduced herself to her customers and listened to their various needs.* \"If you're looking to travel out, may I recommend a few Healing Potions or a Coldsumer? Any adventure worth their salt says not to leave home without them!\"\n\n*Within no time at all, the talented merchant managed to score herself a few successful deals. She didn't argue, she didn't dare speak back. She merely gave recommendations, good advice and did it all with a smile as she glided across her store... Which was when she suddenly bumped into Auburn, the two knocked shoulders together gently.*\n\n\"Oh, pardon me.\" *Bella said, before she bowed her head at Auburn and moved towards her back office...*" }, { "author": "Auburn 'Apricot' Arnice", "message": "*Coldsumer. 25 SP. Healing potions. 100 SP. These were so commonplace that Auburn had memorized their prices. Something that many couldn't afford. A single potion's worth could feed an entire family for weeks if rationed properly. The merchant appeared to be a young girl, with sweet voice and gentle smile. No wonder she was able to get good deals. She doubted an older, uglier person would be able to as effectively sell her products. The charm of a young girl wasn't just something the merchant had uniquely though; Auburn had used it a couple of times herself to get away.*\n\n*As said merchant bumped into her, Auburn quickly took a step back to regain her balance as Bella apologized and moved into a back office. Saying nothing, Auburn's sharp eyes recognize the entrance. Quietly, almost matching Bella's pace, the rabbit would sneak behind her. Surely this would lead to the stash of money she sought. Her boots were soft, hiding the sound of footsteps on the floors. Bowing down slightly, she stayed out of sight, hiding behind shelves and objects alike.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*Comparatively, Bella's own choice of footwear was louder amongst the floor, her heels clacking quietly with every stop as soon she approached the lockbox that Auburn had solely desired - for purposes that Bella was none the wiser about. Even in the midst of her work, the merchant had a cheerful spring in her step, humming a simple tune to herself as she pulled a key out of her person in order to open the lockbox, storing her valuable and hard-earned money there. It opened easily, and as soon as Bella had placed the many coins she gathered, she immediately locked it before she walked back into the store floor, where yet again she would return to the routine of her work.*\n\n\"Thank you for shopping at Gladstone Apothecary! Enjoy the rest of your day!\"" }, { "author": "Auburn 'Apricot' Arnice", "message": "*A lock. Classic. A tool many merchants used to protect their money against the like of thieves like herself. But Auburn had found a way around them.*\n\n*Hiding to make sure she wasn't seen, Auburn procured a set of lockpicks, beginning to work as soon as Bella left the room. Find the teeth, lift them up one by one, quickly, before she returned.*\n\n*Before long, Auburn had unlocked the lockbox, and carefully scooped some coins into a small bag. She didn't take everything, though a large portion of what Bella had made today would have disappeared. About half. Afterwards, the rabbit stands up and places her hood over her head, slowly walking out of the back room.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*During this time of which Apricot made an attempt to lockpick and pilfer Bella's valuable goods, the unaware merchant was very much busy with her own work, as expected. As the clanking of metal quietly sounded within the lockbox, talking was heard, however it seemed to be nothing special. The run of the mill conversation between a merchant and her customer had occurred yet again, a soft voice echoing through both parties as they made business happen.*\n\n*But then disaster seemed to strike in an unexpected way.*\n\n\"You're looking for that? Ah, don't you worry. We don't keep those on store shelves, but we most certainly have them on stock. I'll be heading to the back office to grab it for you, so please. While you wait, feel free to continue browsing for anything else that grabs your fancy.\" *Bella said with a sweet smile as she turned off and walked right back into her office... Noticing the hood-wearing rabbit girl on the other side of the open doorframe, as she was leaving.*\n\n\"Oh... Good morning.\" *Bella could only say, immediately looking a little confused.*" }, { "author": "Auburn 'Apricot' Arnice", "message": "*Was she supposed to be back this early?*\n\n*Auburn looked at the store owner straight in the eye, panic almost running through her. She had been caught, and it was time to get out of here.*\n\n\"H-hi there.\"\n\n*And like a flash of lightning, Auburn runs past the merchant girl and out the door, out onto the cobbles and almost losing her balance, before regaining her composure before attempting to lose the owner in the streets.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "\"Agh! A thief!\" *Bella quite expectedly exclaimed, as she had witnessed Auburn running out, right past her. She no idea what she was doing inside of the back office, let alone what she had done back there, but she needed answers. Thankfully, there was enough time for Bella to close and lock the door to the back office before she took off into the streets herself, hands on her long skirt as she darted forward in search for the thief.*\n\n*Also gratefully for the merchant, she had already witnessed who the culprit was prior - once by accident and once on the reveal. The brown hair, and the rabbit ears... It was something to keep in mind as Bella raced through the familiar streets, pushing her body in order to chase after Auburn.* \"Wait! P-Please! Stop!\"" }, { "author": "Auburn 'Apricot' Arnice", "message": "*Breathing hard, Auburn darts in between people. There was no way that Gladstone would be able to follow her.*\n\n*Except that she was keeping up the exact same pace as she was. Looking back, she saw the merchant girl follow her while holding up her long skirt. Was she that weak that just some ordinary store owner could keep up with her?*\n\n*Regardless, Auburn continues to run, looking back occasionally and apologizing to people she almost crashed in to. What had seemed different though was that Bella was pleading her to stop, instead of cursing her out. Maybe she wasn't like the others. Regardless, she had to escape in order to use this money to help others.*\n\n*Then a wrong turn was taken, and Auburn ended up in an alleyway with nowhere to go.*\n\n\"Shit-\"" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*Even Bella couldn't even figure out how she was managing to race after Auburn, who at this point clearly seemed to resist given how fast she was also running. She just knew that she had to catch up to Auburn, and her feet - while more suited to moving around a store slowly than anything intense like running - listened to her. Soon, she would encounter Auburn dead in the alley way - however, it felt like she was in the wrong position. Bella expected that she would be cornered in a dark alleyway one day, but as it turned out, the shoe was on the other end of the foot.*\n\n*Thankfully though, her intentions were not malicious.*\n\n\"Uhm, excuse me...\" *Bella said, her voice having far from any hostile intentions... She still had no clue what Auburn was capable of, and she didn't want to make things worse with a dagger plunged through her chest.* \"I must ask, what were you doing in my family apothecary?\"" }, { "author": "Auburn 'Apricot' Arnice", "message": "*Turning around to face her pursuer, Auburn quickly moves a hand to her hip, ready to draw a dagger if necessary. It wouldn't take much to deter her; just a small trip at the foot and she could escape it.*\n\n*But she didn't seem to be bad. In fact, she was... Asking questions? Nicely? If Auburn had been a more predatory criminal, she definitely would have stabbed her by now. Why give her this chance?*\n\n\"I... Was taking money?\"\n\n*Auburn wasn't sure what else to answer. It's not like she could think of any other reason why she was running; it was obvious she was stealing __something__.*\n\n\"Why aren't you contacting authorities right now, or trying to take me down?\"" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "\"Well... It feels a little too rude to ruin the livelihood of another by throwing them into the law... You probably had a good reason to do so, but I want to know what you did and why.\" *Bella responded with a frown. Given her kind stance and her appearance which made her visibly seem like little of a threat, it was still a surprise that she managed to catch up to Auburn in the first place. Heck, even Bella had a bit of shock as to how she managed to keep up.* \n\n\"I just want to hear an explanation. Normally when one wants to steal from a merchant here, it's a bigger business, or one that has less security.\"" }, { "author": "Auburn 'Apricot' Arnice", "message": "\"....I want to help others.\"\n\n*Auburn seems to relax, her hand moving to pull back her hood. Now that she was standing still, the rabbit's clothing could be seen much more easily. Somewhat clean, but worn and obviously reused. Small patches existed where the clothing had holes. Even her soft boots looked incredibly degraded, barely hanging on.*\n\n\"It's not much, right? It'd suck to lose a bit, but for others, this will last them for weeks. And to be honest, your lock wasn't very secure.\"" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*Bella could only frown. Less at the fact that her in-store security wasn't as secure as first thought - then again, a simple lockbox filled with the earnings protected by nothing but a simple lock was probably the explanation as to why. But more towards the truth of things. It was right that Bella did help to run and sustain a business, and that it did cost money, but what she earned was a little more than enough to keep her afloat. She gave a sigh, before she looked over to Auburn.*\n\n\"I will be honest... I don't oppose that statement. You're correct that I'd lose a bit, and giving them such will help them significantly more but... Stealing isn't the way to go around it, as much as they'll be grateful. Doing a bad deed to perform a good one doesn't cancel each other out, or clear your conscience.\"" }, { "author": "Auburn 'Apricot' Arnice", "message": "\"If stealing isn't the way to go about it, then what is? I'm willing to take that burden. I'm fine with being the bad guy if it means others survive. It's not like the rich are just going to *Give* Their money away. Instead, they'll just take more and more and more until there's nothing left!\"\n\n*Auburn's voice raises in anger as she pushes forward her ideals. She hated the fact that she had to steal in order to survive and give to others at the same time.*\n\n\"I can't work! I'm too small, too weak, and too unskilled to do anything. If I wanted a true job, I'd be penniless as I was before. This is the *Only* Way I can help them.\"" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*Bella remained firm as she suddenly took a step forward towards Auburn, not looking pleased at all by how stubborn the woman with the rabbit ears was acting. Suddenly placing a hand into the pocket of one of her own satchels, the merchant procured a small handful of money that she had on her person. Nothing massive, obviously. But handy if one ever had wanted to go out and do a bit of shopping out in Kadho, to keep the rich economy of the republic flowing like wine through a river.*\n\n\"At times, all you need to do is to ask and state a reason as to why you need the money. You do not need to jump through hoops taking everything people own because you can. Charity is by far not the most effective method, but there are people out there that are more than willing to help when needed.\"\n\n*Suddenly Bella would take another step forward, clutching onto the coins before she opened her palm for Auburn to willingly take from her.*\n\n\"Don't think that you are forced to become lonesome just because you have this goal to provide things that are desperately important for others. At times, you merely need to ask others for help, whether it's monetary, or it's to learn something new. Even if it's just a simple question, it may go a long way.\"" }, { "author": "Auburn 'Apricot' Arnice", "message": "*As Bella takes a step forward, Auburn instinctively took a step back. Then, as Bella brought out the money, the rabbit blinked in surprise.*\n\n*She had just taken something from this woman, and now she was giving her __more__??!!*\n\n*Hesitantly, the thief reached her hand out, like a timid bunny moving closer to nibble on a carrot. Visibly nervous, Auburn slowly closes her hand on the pile of coins, then pours it into the bag she had.*\n\n\"But... Why? I wronged you, why do this for me?\"\n\n*Confusion. Anxiety. Happiness. A swirl of emotions mixed in Auburn's mind like spices being added to a soup. But one flavor shone out far more than the others.*\n\n*Hope. Hope that there truly were good people in the world. The rabbit got on her knees, holding her hands up, tears streaming down her face.*\n\n\"Thank you! I have to repay you, someday! How can I help?\"" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "\"It's not me that you need to repay.\"\n\n*Bella had said, once again making the attempt to remain as firm and as strong as a woman as she could, even though with her kindred appearance as a merchant that wasn't the most simple thing that she was actually capable of. Nevertheless, she looked over at the emotional wreck that Auburn had become in response to her kind act, moving backwards to give the rabbit woman a bit of space before she rested her hands on her lap.*\n\n\"Just because you've wronged me doesn't mean that you're undeserving of aid. I'm afraid that it's true, there are people out there who probably need the money more than I do, especially considering how the family business is faring even during my absence...\"\n\n*Bella gave a sudden sigh, before she continued.*\n\n\"Normally I would be fine with you repaying me, with something along the lines of a fair business transaction where both parties get a good deal - but this is not a business transaction... It's charity. I don't expect you to repay me, I just want you to become better as a result of this.\"" }, { "author": "Auburn 'Apricot' Arnice", "message": "*The rabbit looked up, confused. Then, she realized what had just happened. Bella was truly a force of good. Much more than she could ever be. Normally, she didn't look up to anyone. No one truly understood the lower levels of society; and those that did were fighting viciously for their own survival. Ms. Gladstone truly was an exception.*\n\n\"This money... I'll use it well.\"\n\n*Auburn stands up, with a fresh determined look on her face along with a smile.*\n\n\"Thank you. For just... Being a good person. And understanding. But now that it's come to this, I feel the need to buy something from your shop. I need a couple of potions anyway.\"" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*A prideful smile wafted over Bella's face as she looked at the gracious Auburn who had seemed to be apologetic. Admittedly, she had not intended to manipulate the poor rabbit woman into providing for her own business - but truth was, she had already given out a decent amount of money to her, and if she were to spend said money - it would most likely come at a bit of a loss for the merchant lady who stood before her. But it was no matter. The business was still steady and in the end, sometimes money needs to be spent in order to make more.*\n\n*But at this point, she pushed her business to the wayside. She had her own goals, but she was more than happy to take some time off just to help another in need.*\n\n*As her eyes gently glistened, she would suddenly extend her hand over to Auburn.* \"Then please, let us commence business. This time as merchant and customer, not as victim and thief. What is it that you're looking to do within your travels anyways?\"" }, { "author": "Auburn 'Apricot' Arnice", "message": "*Auburn took the merchant's hand, firmly grasping it for someone who wasn't that strong to begin with. The rabbit's eyes sparked like shining amber as she receives Gladstone's graciousness. To her, she might as well have been a goddess.*\n\n\"I'm just hoping to help people who need it. I experienced great poverty when I was young, and still do. I just try and get them things they need, even if it's only for a day. My hope is that I'll be able to make an impact, even just a small one.\"\n\n\"As for the potions, I'm looking at maybe Coldsumer and some health potions for when I get injured. The... Guardsmen tend to not like it when I take things.\"\n\n*Auburn's ears flattened slightly at the mention of the guards, and she begins to rub her fingers together.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "\"I can appreciate that.\" *Bella said in a respectful tone of voice as she kept a slower and steadier pace, a little surprised by Auburn's tight grip but welcoming it nonetheless.*\n\n\"It's why my family opened the apothecary business here, to provide something to the world. These days however, it feels like one's actions can become more and more insignificant in the grand scheme of things...\"\n\n*As she continued to talk mid-walk, Bella's gentle face seemed to look a little more... Worried.* \"Perhaps that is why my sister acts the way she does. She's a talented chemist and mercenary, with plenty of ambition in her eyes. She wishes to make a difference within the world, but perhaps the family business was holding her back... Perhaps I was.\"\n\n*That was when Bella's heels clacked to a halt, as she took a step back and bowed towards Auburn with a frown.*\n\n\"My sudden apologies. It's a little unbecoming of me to suddenly mention such personal ordeals when they mean absolutely nothing for you.\"" }, { "author": "Auburn 'Apricot' Arnice", "message": "\"Just another pebble on the riverbank. But enough of them can make an impact, and one hurled in a sling can make enough of an impact.\"\n\n*Bella had a sister? It seemed that the apothecary looked up to her... And doubted herself. She saw the mountain her sister had climbed in becoming a mercenary, and couldn't think of climbing it herself.*\n\n\"Your business is making a change, I'm sure of it. These potions can save lives.\"\n\n*Auburn blinks in surprise as Bella clacks her heels together and apologizes unnecessarily. Was there something wrong with mentioning personal details?*\n\n\"It's fine, there's nothing to be sorry for. I have 17 siblings... Or at least, I had. I don't know if they're still alive or not.\"" }, { "author": "Bella Gladstone", "message": "\"I haven't seen my own sister since the day of which she had left the Apothecary, in fact...\" *Auburn was right. Bella's sister Jasmine was but a large mountain for the otherwise plain merchant to try to conquer in her own right. But with what Bella had faced in the past, and what little she thought that she was capable of on her own, she just didn't have any faith that she could do any of it.*\n\n\"I doubt that she is gone from this world, far from it. She's tougher than she seems. But you can understand me when we have others that we look up towards, correct? She left partially because of the job, but also because of myself... We love each other dearly, but... I only hold her back. It's why she wants me to make more of myself.\"\n\n\"Whether or not you're the inspiration or you've found an inspiration, it's tough to understand that you can't surmount what standards that your hero has set for you. She's a mercenary, a trained chemist and a worthy adversary for any trained warrior... I'm just a run-of-the-mill lady here in Kadho. Our blood is the same but our lives are so vastly different...\"" }, { "author": "Auburn 'Apricot' Arnice", "message": "\"Family... Is hard to deal with. Especially if they don't share the same views as you do. But you're comfortable with her, and I'm sure you'll be able to reach a level she's at, even if it's not the same thing. I hope my siblings become better than I am. Maybe one will study hard and become a doctor, or learn a useful trade, like you. I'm just a girl who runs with a couple of knives.\"\n\n*The rabbit gave a sigh, seeing the obvious depressive cloud over the two's heads. It's just how the world worked; some people were just cut out to be better at things than others. Bella's sister seemed to be capable of great things, strength and intelligence mixing to create a chemist __and__ mercenary. Auburn could only dream of even Bella's skillset.*\n\n\"I don't think you're just run of the mill. Not everyone's smart enough to make potions; I haven't the slightest clue on how they work. It seems that you're faster than you seem. You kept the pace easily with me, and running's one of my 'strong' suits.\"" }, { "author": "Bella Gladstone", "message": "*At first, Bella seemed surprised at the notion that she was being **Complimented** For her talents of all things. Being a merchant in Kadho was otherwise run of the mill, and she definitely wasn't the best one to begin with. Her being seen as fast though? That was the kicker. Bella rushing into action never really was her thing - but as reality set in and she remembered that she caught Auburn, it only remained even more of a shock.*\n\n*At Auburn's eyes, she looked a little nervous... Doubtful, maybe. But without a question asked, she was not in a comfortable place in spite of her skills. She was just trying to figure out any more possible excuses she could have made to downplay what she was able to do but the proof very simply was in the pudding. All that she really could say as she fretted about was a mere* \"I just know my way around the city, and any other apothecary could probably make potions better than I...\" *From her mouth. She was modest, to say the least.*\n\n\"And least you have with you the initiative to do something good for those of whom you care about.\"" }, { "author": "Auburn 'Apricot' Arnice", "message": "\"You took the exact same path I did. No shortcuts. I saw.\"\n\n*Though she wasn't exactly the best at getting a hold of other people's thoughts, Auburn could sense the many excuses that Bella was using. She herself had used many like them in the past, when she had been seen walking away with baked goods to feed her family.*\n\n\"And don't downplay yourself with being the worst. Once, there was a boxing match I happened to pass by. One guy was getting beaten within an inch of his life. After the fight, I went up to him, to see if he was ok. The look in his eyes showed that he could probably kill me right then and there if he wanted to, even if he just got beaten by someone else.\"\n\n*The rabbit placed a reassuring hand on the apothecary's shoulder.*\n\n\"Just because you're not the best at something, it doesn't mean that people don't see you as trash. It just means there's room to improve.\"" }, { "author": "Bella Gladstone", "message": "*Bella couldn't help herself but to slowly relax as she felt Auburn's hand upon one of her shoulders, as if it were her elder sister reassuring her after a bad day of work. While the situation was barely comparable; Auburn certainly wasn't a calm but stern Mentian lady - it absolutely did seem to have some sort of affect on the woman who stood before Auburn. She would then take a step back, almost stumbling backwards before she regain her sense of balance, sighing. It was almost unbelievable that this was the same lady who had managed to chase Auburn down with haste, but it really was the case.*\n\n\"Sadly I am unlike the pugilist you've mentioned in your life experiences, my friend. The most I could likely do if I were to hit you is to merely slap you across the face and even then, it's a little shameful for me to do it.\"\n\n*As she explained, Bella couldn't help but to let out a giggle to herself.* \"During my childhood, I once struck my sister in that same fashion... But instead of her crying in pain I was apologizing profusely after I had realized what I had done. It's just not in my nature to harm... I appreciate the company and compassion of others too much.\"\n\n\"However... I guess you wish me to give credit where credit is due. It's not often that a merchant manages to catch up to a thief in the bustle of a city, probably less so that things result in a positive outcome for both parties. So... Thank you.\"" }, { "author": "Auburn 'Apricot' Arnice", "message": "\"To be honest, a slap in the face would probably be enough to stop me. I don't take hits very well.\"\n\n*The now flustered rabbit knew that she didn't take hits very well; she had once collapsed completely from a sprained ankle. If she took something harder, she might just blank out from the pain.*\n\n\"That sounds like something I'd do! The worst I'd done is knock some people over, or toss a couple things as distractions. Though I did clip someone on the face once... I still feel bad for that.\"\n\n*A laugh comes out from the rabbit as well as the two familiarized themselves with each other, far more alike than they once thought.*\n\n\"It was luck, really. I was doing what I always do, and I just happened to run into you. If it were anyone else, things could have been much worse. But... I guess some things have a silver lining after all.\"" }, { "author": "Bella Gladstone", "message": "*As she had witnessed Auburn's clear laughter towards the shared topic of slapping, Bella recalled a rumor that had been circulating around just through word of the commonfolk... It was not entirely something that she knew about, but it was worth a shot to talk about, after all.*\n\n\"You know, I hear that battles through slapping are how some noblewomen actually solve serious disputes or arguments. Two women stand face-to-face and attempt to strike each other until one backs down. Neither cannot move from their position. They may evade and even counterattack with slaps of their own, but if a step is taken away, then it is seen as cowardice. This is all just a rumor I've heard, but it's not entirely something I wish to find out myself, for obvious reasons.\"\n\n*Placing a hand to her chin in thought, Bella would then shake her head.* \"Perhaps it is luck that we did meet then. For both our sakes. For a thief your intentions and wishes are very selfless, and it's clear you're not trying to cause any harm. At a later time, perhaps it would be for the best if I did assist you in your endeavors.\"" }, { "author": "Auburn 'Apricot' Arnice", "message": "*Covering her mouth, the rabbit can barely hold her own laughter, buckling over. The thought of two noblewomen, who so often thought themselves as high above the common peasant, fighting face to face like two wild rams butting heads.*\n\n\"Ah-I feel bad for their makeup-oh nooooo!\"\n\n*The rabbit's expression changed from laughter to pleasant surprise once Bella offered to help her. An apothecary, helping her, a thief, of all things. She couldn't believe her eyes; she had rarely been helped before, and it had mostly been physical, such as when she had sprained her ankle.*\n\n\"Helping... Me? With the poor? You would do that?\"" }, { "author": "Bella Gladstone", "message": "*Hearing Auburn's laughter on the topic was more enough to cause Bella to quietly giggle herself in response, clearly finding it to be rather silly in spite of the act of violence that was rumored to occur. It was none of her known business anyways, as much as Bella knew that she herself was on the bridge between commoners and those who were in the upper classes.*\n\n\"I do not see why I can't assist you, Auburn. I have said before that I'm looking to spice my life with a little adventure, I may as well do it through means that better the lives of others, don't you agree? Besides, it's a step in the right direction, especially if I already seem to know my place around Kadho. I will say this, however - I am not a guardian angel of any sort. As much as I insist to aid, it is still something to keep in mind that me being a merchant and apothecary only makes me able to do so much.\"" }, { "author": "Auburn 'Apricot' Arnice", "message": "\"At this point, you might as well be. I don't care if you're only an apothecary; your help means everything to me. Before, I used to move around from city to city. But maybe I'll stick around in the area.\"\n\n*Despite Bella selling herself short, Auburn's beaming face was as clear and bright as sunshine. She began to wonder if maybe she could get others to join her in her goal of helping those who needed it. Extreme poverty was an issue she had faced; others did not need to suffer as she had.*\n\n\"How's the bakery over here? That's the main place where I source most of my help.\"" }, { "author": "Bella Gladstone", "message": "\"You're not incorrect. Even the smallest of hands can prove the ample difference between life or death if one is capable. But cooperation is certainly powerful if my experiences with my sister have proven themselves already. I wouldn't be where I am if not for her.\"\n\n*With humility still in her tone of voice, Bella slowly couldn't help herself but to smile back at Auburn's bright beaming grin as they continued to walk.*\n\n\"Oh, the bakery? Well, I've been there several times already as a part of my weekly shopping, I didn't know that you were using it as a 'base of operations' of sorts though. It didn't look nearly as shady as you would think whenever I was purchasing a nice roll for lunch...\"" }, { "author": "Auburn 'Apricot' Arnice", "message": "*Hearing Bella talk about her sister so highly, Auburn wondered what her siblings thought of her back home. The food she had brought had allowed them to survive throughout harsh winters and years of starvation. But perhaps they were now suffering because she was gone? Or perhaps her parents had made her an example of a criminal? If they were alive, that is.*\n\n*Auburn's grin becomes meek as the apothecary called it a 'base of operations.*\n\n\"Well... I would call it more of an 'unwilling supplier'\"\n\n*She was not, in fact, in partnership with any bakery. Instead, she was hated by them for stealing bread, even the cheap ones.*" }, { "author": "Bella Gladstone", "message": "\"An unwilling supplier...\"\n\n*Bella knew all too well what that meant if Auburn was being considered as 'unwilling' when it came to being a supplier. Thoughts of how the rabbitfolk was likely forced to steal if she wanted to survive the next night. She very likely was caught on an occasion or two, or so Bella had guessed, if there was a poor renown towards her and the likely baker who prepared their goods only for them to be taken away without as much as a fair business transaction or even donation.*\n\n*It was only enough for Bella to release a disappointing sigh. It was but another issue it seemed she had to deal with, even if it was at a later date.*\n\n\"That would explain a lot. Judging from what you've asked, you would request for me to purchase some food for your friends and family?\"" }, { "author": "Auburn 'Apricot' Arnice", "message": "*The rabbit nodded. She was not popular among bakers; oftentimes she was caught and had to run, which she nearly almost always did. Sometimes she would be lucky enough to find the throwouts from last night because they were too stale to sell. Other times she went hungry; not because there wasn't food she could steal, but because she would give it away.*\n\n\"I... Don't steal for only myself. I distribute it among the people who need it. The homeless and hungry, people who need the food.\"\n\n*Bella seems to accidentally strike a tender spot with Auburn, as she flinches at the mention of friends and family.*\n\n\"I... Don't have friends. Not many, anyway, and I don't have much contact with them. Not that they need it anyway. And for family... I'm not sure if I have one anymore.\"" }, { "author": "Bella Gladstone", "message": "\"... I get your plan then. It's also why you're grateful to have someone else help you out, is it not?\" *Bella responded. Auburn's reluctance to steal from the bakery due to a negative reception was more than enough to tell her the whole story. She was caught stealing, and it was more than enough to be seen negatively by those who had owned the bakery. Auburn needed someone else to be in her stead. Someone else that could have been seen as more trustworthy. And for a woman who blended into Kadho's merchant culture almost perfectly, Bella was strangely one of the best women for the job.*\n\n\"I apologize though if I did strike a nerve, however. All I can assume is that you wish for me to help you acquire the bread for those in need, correct? I should still have some spare money by my side which I can use. Or if you're so desperate, I will keep a blind eye just this once so I can distract the baker or any other vendor for you to steal. But for just this once, I'll repeat.\"" }, { "author": "Auburn 'Apricot' Arnice", "message": "\"I am. It's difficult to do what I do, but I know it's right. Even if it's wrong in the eyes of most.\"\n\n*With Bella by her side, Auburn could conduct her operations properly. Whether legally or not, the apothecary would be of great help to the rabbit. Auburn's only worry would be the association; Bella dealing with a criminal could be detrimental to her. As of now though, she hadn't made enemies with these particular town bakers yet.*\n\n\"It's fine, it's a normal question to ask. But I don't want to associate you with me if I'm stealing. I can take the stale rolls and buns; things that the baker can't see. But they probably won't give it away for free.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "<Issotha>", "message": "*The salty breeze of the misty waters crashed up again imposing stone docks. With a cliff face like drop running it's way along the edges. With stone staircases cut into the large stone blocks leading down to smaller wooden peers with various ships tied to the posts. Ships as large as first rate 4 decked galleons moored in specialised bays, all the was to small sloops and schooners that rocked on the light waves that treaded this far. The wind was moderate breeze blowing southeast. There was countless small venders talking amount eachother trying to sell various goods. Ranging from fancy rugs to dried salted fish fresh from the ocean. There was a small girl who was resting on the edge of the stone wall, starring into the deep blue waters not so far. This was a deep water port and Issotha knew this... The safety of the city was a nice comfort. She kicked her legs back and forth, she had 6 tails all fluffed up and curled around her waistline. She wore some very expensive fur coat with clean red silk. Issotha wore a fur hat with a large feather tucked in the side with a flower slightly dried clipped next to her ear. She sat there humming to herself. Quietly nibbling on some bread and a half eaten portion of dried fish. She held a docking permission form on a leather belt. A ship owner, she seemed undisturbed on her small ledge. The sun was mid day, perhaps a little past noon, the cloud cover cast a deep shadow in the ocean. Issotha finished munching on her food and took a small silk cloth and wiped her mouth, she placed what remained next to her and simply starred out into the deep blue sea.*" }, { "author": "valethros", "message": "**\"And what the hell is THAT supposed to mean, *Elf?*\"**\n\nA deep, morbid growl resonated across the port, breaking through its bustling midday rhythm. Several idle prattle between crowds promptly ceased, turning to regard its source; a tall, dark-furred canine beastkin. He's tall and lean frame was covered in an inconspicuous raven cloak, only exposing his angular facial features and digitigrade lower legs. His glare was focused upon a middle-aged wood elf captain that he was arguing with, currently standing his ground in front of a formidable galley. \n\n**\"Exactly what you heard. No filthy *Mutts* On *My* Ship. I don't care about your coin or your destination,\"** The elven captain retorted, which prompted a snarl from the beast, so scornful it felt like searing the air around him. More and more curious stares were roused towards the argument and for a moment the canine gestured as if to procure something under his cloak. However, the fearful eyes of a wood elf child peaking behind the captain at the galley's entrance caused him to stay his hand, lips pulling back to bare his fangs briefly before turning to leave with a 'tsch', cloak waving behind him.\n\nDisgruntled, the canine padded his way to escape further prying eyes towards the more humble side of the port, where some of the smaller ships were docked. Soon, the crowd would lose interest and go back into minding their own businesses. Arguments that echoed across the entire port weren't a rare circumstance, after all. His brisk steps halted a small distance from the ledge Issotha had seated herself, pulling a flask of strong-smelling amber ale from his hip, uncorking it with his teeth and spitting the top out before taking a vigorous chug. \n\n*\"Damned knife-eared pricks. There goes another chance to set sail today...\"* He muttered in frustration, all the while trying to drown it in liquor." }, { "author": "<Issotha>", "message": "*Issothawould hear the distance arguments. She had fairly good eye sight, since she was still fairly young at the age of 180 years old. Watching the small argument break out she sighed. It was time to get back to the ship. It wasn't very impressive, a small schooner. It had only 2 slanted masts. However the small bodied ship had some impressive rigging and sails. Probably a very fast ship in the right winds. The hull was a black pain with a dull gloss running across the span of the ship. It was one large white glossy stripe running across the ship with small slits for bows and crossbows to shoot from. There was some gold and silver lining bearing the stern by the captains quarters.*\n\n*Issotha trotted over, the ship was poorly crewed and had some weathering. She gave the ship a quick inspection from the safety of the peer. Before running back up in a gleeful jog. Running up the stairs almost falling due to her small hight she began to make her way around street level. However she struggled to navigate due to her short hight. Standing only 1.6 meters tall or no more then 5 feet and 3 inches she was quite small. However she was definitely beautiful, still this did not stop her from trying to get to the foreman's house to requisition some paperwork for her upcoming trip to Gachtuni. A port city to the east.*\n\n*As Issotha trotted her way she would glance over trying to see between the crowds. As she got closer she heard him gruntled \"Damned knife-eared picks. Voguer languages she might add. Suddenly there was a smack, as she blindly ran right into what felt like a impassable wall of fur. It was the man that argued with the elf not so long ago. She stumbled back in concern and a bit of fear. She was quite small and frail.*\n\"I'm so sorry sir, I didn't mean to.\"\n*She said in a soften yet shaken voice. She seemed closed and definitely energetic. But tried to remain calm as she glanced up at the towering being.*" }, { "author": "valethros", "message": "Even while indulging in his alcohol addiction- one of the far too many vices he possessed- the canine's attention was no less focused. His gaze regarded most of what the docks had to offer, from boats to trading stall to people. And while his keen sense of smell was preoccupied with salted sea air, fish and several brands of liquor, some smelling far more pleasant than others, his hearing peaked upon anything of interest the idle conversations among crowds had to offer.\n\nOf course, the talk in most people's mouths had been the same over the past month. The fall of Mistmoore keep, one of Ulnoor's oldest and most formidable forts, as well as rumours of the black beast that orchestrated it all. News of the fort crumbling down in an arcane blast had spread like wildfire across the Silnari empire, and if prejudice towards beastfolk was insufferable before, now it outright paranoid. Upstanding elves feared that their own beastkin slaves would murder them in their sleep inspired by this event. And regardless of the consequences in disposition that might have wrought, the jackal was never more satisfied with his handiwork.\n\nHis train of thought came to an abrupt halt when the kitsune girl bumped into his back. Luckily for him though, she was petite in frame and light enough to not throw him off balance; but startle him all the same. His ears perked up immediately, coarse fur on his head standing on end as he turned with an irritated grunt. For a brief moment, the glare in his mismatched eyes was nothing short of mortifying. His left eye was a seething scarlet, iris intense as a summer flame, while his right eye was a pallid silvery-grey, lacking a pupil with a vertical scar across either side of it, cold as death.\n\n.\n\n\n\nHe stood an entire foot over her, enough so that he had to arch his muzzle down to regard the girl. His expression all but immediately softened upon seeing her so shaken. \"Watch your step next time,\" He snarled lightly, though his tone lacked the morbid aggressiveness from the previous argument. The distinct scent of booze in his breath might had played a part in it.\n\nHe didn't fail to take notice of the girl's rather elegant and exotic clothing though. Expensive outfits were far from rare in the city, especially among the ever-haughty elves, but not as fitting on the docks, on a small and seemingly defenseless oriate. \"What's a kitsune doing in this hell-hole anyways?\" The canine asked with a drawl. \"You a tourist or somethin'? Trust me, the elves greatly oversell the beauty of their lands, *Almost* As much as they do for themselves.\"" }, { "author": "<Issotha>", "message": "*At first Issotha was scared shitless, her pale blue eyes dilated slightly. She was definitely in a sense of fear. As she was a tiny twig compared to the canine. She took a small step back so she could more easily look at him. Issotha was curious on why such a creature was here. They were normally enslaved in these parts. She didn't believe it was moral. If she could push reforms she would but her days of power ended over a century ago after her mother's death who was a influential figure at her time. Still she lost a lot ever since she committed \"Treason\". Like minded left a stain on her trust to her country. Issotha took note of the strange clothing he wore. He was clearly an interloper to this city. Perhaps from the far eastern lands that's she used to visit before well.. It happened.. For a brief second she drifted from reality before the chatter of the surrounding people snapped her to reality.*\n\n*As the man talked Issotha listen, this place was far from a hell hole. Well at least in her times it wasn't. It had been in decline for a long time now. Maybe she was blinded by the luxuries provided off the backs of the poor.*\n\"I- I am not a tourist!\"\n*She said in a underlying tone, clearly a bit snappy at the statement. Perhaps she was a bit on edge.*\n\"Trust me the sane sights get boring after a century or two. Even the so called Elven beauty isn't so beautiful. These clothes did cost my a fortune, twenty or so gold if you ask me.\"\n*She seemed less afraid now and more just down in general. Perhaps she was just in a down right poor mood. She removed her hat and placed it on her side holding it with one hand. Her ears twitched briefly as she listened in on the many sounds that filled the air.*\n\"What are you doing here 'eastener'. Seems like you have you're reasons to hate my homeland.\"\n\n*She said curiously, Issotha was definitely on the closed doors end. She wasn't trying to be rude. Perhaps she just held a deep grudge against the outside world. Maybe some traumatic event forced her mind into this closed like state. No matter, her clearly distracted mind was one overstatement to this. She tried to put on a faint smile as she spoke but to no avail.*" }, { "author": "valethros", "message": "\"Didn't think you for a native,\" The beastkin admitted in an almost apologetic tone. \"Too fuzzy and petite compared to the pole-proportioned bastards that think they own the world.\" \n\nHe eased his posture with a shrug, briefly averting his gaze to survey the surroundings once more, like ensuring no further onlookers. For one reason or another, the canine seemed overly cautious and alert with so many elves around. He shifted uncomfortably before leaning back against a nearby cobblestone wall, covered by the shade where his raven black cloak reflected no light. \n\n\"I reckon 'southerner' would be a more accurate assessment,\" He corrected in the same heavily accented drawl, his voice a deep, gruff growl one might expect from a sentient canine. His expression had split between one of mild bemusement a subtle, predatory grin, his intense mismatched eyes judging the kitsune's every word as if measuring her value. \n\n\"Though I've been around these parts long enough to despise them. And frankly, I'd be impressed if you gave me a single reason to *Not* Hate the self-righteous bastards that call themselves 'high' elves and treat my kin worse than feral animals.\" His composure faltered at that, the disdain obvious in his words. Though as quickly as the spiteful glare in his eyes flickered, it went away, fixing the position of his cloak with a light sigh. \"I've got some business in Pinnacelia to attend soon, but as you show, no captain will take me there. Can't even tell if they fear me or the scrawny pirates more. Hmph,\" He grumbled in frustration. \"Cowardly bastards, all of them. They won't even accept my coin and my word to defend their ship from assailants. And I can handle myself in a fight better than their entire crew combined.\"" }, { "author": "<Issotha>", "message": "*She grabbed a small box near by. A wooden box that seemed to have been used recently. She grabbed a silk cloth and unfolded it. Covering the box for her to sit on without ruining her coat.* \"I would take you, but I don't like the open water\" *She said in a dull voice. It clearly bothered her. Something about the sea got to her. Something deep inside. That tore a hole that choked on crushing waves of the sea.*\n\"I have to go to the foreman's house to get some paper work for a transaction. Then load a few things, after that I can take you south and you can hit a ride north. I owe a ship, well it's barely a ship really.\" *She said as her tail swayed side to side. In a sense of lightened moods. She quickly glanced down and fixed her fur coat which had begun to slip down. Pulling it up with a gentle pull. In the corner cover by her coat was a fine rapier, a long thin blade wrapped in a fine cloth with the name Aravalur engraved in the hilt. She seemed uncomfortable with a long blade constantly poking her rear, sitting down must be a bother for her* \"So why exactly are you heading to Pinnacelia, that's north of where I'm heading. A bit of a stones through into deep water...\" *She paused on the deep water, quickly snapping back to reality she glanced back at him. She was curious but she definitely felt the need to learn more. She stood up and fixed her bottoms, then wrapped her fine cloth up into a nice folded napkin and placed it in a sleeve.* \"We can talk while we walk. If that's ok with you.\" *She said as she motioned to start walking. The foreman's house wasn't so far, maybe a kilometre or two walk. Still shouldn't take more then twenty or so minutes to get there, and they would be back within the hour. Issotha stood a few feet, she waited for him to get his stuff ready. She was a small figure. Easy enough to lose in a small crowd. She could easily be a ticket out. How ever she seemed reluctant to travel there for some reason. Still maybe she could be convinced.*" }, { "author": "valethros", "message": "Her words *Did* Get a budging reaction out of him, one between amusement and surprise. \"A woman captain, and a kitsune at that, in a sordid port like this, amongst elves... Fate must be playing a very crude game at me,\" The beastkin muttered, carving a vague smile at the corners of his muzzle. \"I can offer the coin and fighting strength you need for a trip like that, as I've mentioned. And I *Am* A man of my word.\" \n\nThe sheathed rapier on the kitsune's hip did not elude his notice and neither did her signs of obvious fear, however brief that might have been. Devil's always the details after all, for anyone that keeps their eyes open to *Truly* Sees. \"As I said, I've got some business to settle there. Been a gladiator in one of their arenas before, and earned enough favour to get what I need. Most folk there is my kin that barely escaped slavery or worse. Some resorted to more illicit activities, but if they're faulty enough to try and board us... Well, they knew the risks,\" He stated matter-of-factly, confident and unfettered in tone.\n\nHe nodded at the girl's request to walk together, his arms crossed behind his back, padding his way through the crowd. He weaved between people with precise, meticulous steps, like a predator stalking prey. His footpads made naught but a single noise, even when treading upon weathered wooden planks. His gaze rarely needed to meet the kitsune's by now. Even if she did get lost in the crowd somehow due to her small frame, he had her scent. And his sense of it was keen enough to discern it for miles with little effort, as befitting of any member of his species.\n\n\"Any particular reason you wouldn't sail all the way there?\" He asked, even if his voice implied he already knew the answer." }, { "author": "<Issotha>", "message": "*As they walked she shrugged at the notion. She paid a hefty some of money to get her ship, well over market value. As well as previous connections she made thirty years prior.*\n\"Well money speaks, paid way more then the ship was worth. Plus having connections in places is always a added bonus. If you look on the inside this place isn't actually half bad. Despite it's glaring flaws.\" *She said rather coldly, and oddly enough she was definitely more hard to smell. Her body sent was almost non existent. An odd quirk. Still he would be able to smell her strong enough to trail her by a few meters if need be.*\n\"Not exactly, I used to duel a few years back, well ok a few decades back. I've held onto it ever since. Been quite a while since I've left the safety of my homeland.\" *She paused to think about his statement as if something about it bothered her. She spoke up in a slightly sympathetic tone.*\n\"I don't exactly agree with slavery, but this country has gone above its honour for me in its more recent years. Maybe if my mother wasn't killed reforms could have been pushed a century ago.\" *She said towards his notion of slavery. It was clear she did not like the terms here. Issotha did receive some racial neglect due to her status and being a woman, it was fairly light, just bothersome. Especially around slavery. But she still held strong with her birth place at least. His mention of the deep waters or her perception of such seemed to bother her. She loved sailing and loved the ocean, however she held a deep deep fear of the deepest of waters. A mere thirty years ago they took her only true friends life. She wondered if he ever thought of that. They were nearing the house. She was trotting along comfortably.*\n\"It's a long story, why don't you ask the ocean what happened...\" *She said at a slight pause as she walked up to the entrance of the foreman's house. She walked over and knocked on the door, before leaning back.*\n\n\"Stay here, I'll be back in a few minutes.\" *A few seconds later and the door creaked open as a old elf opened the door welcoming her in. The house was a small shack on the edge of port right near the larger galleons. It was made from a mix of cobble stone and old mortar. A very old house. So old the windows had started to droop. And the roof was off placed by a slight degree. As the minutes passed muffled arguments could be heard. The words couldn't be made out. She yelled at him followed by a slam, she came out slightly ruffed up with the paper work.*\n\"Sorry for taking a while...\"\n*She had slight scuff marks, nothing serious but it looked like she had been strangled briefly. Maybe she wasn't on good terms.*" } ]

[ { "author": "valethros", "message": "\"Coin is just a means to an end, as far as I'm concerned. Procuring and making use of it efficiently is more than enough, I don't need to bathe in gold, unlike most the folk here,\" The canine stated gruffly, taking wild ganders across the crowd for anything notable or threatening, voice kept low. \"I've no more wish to know your people more than to run them through if given a good reason to. And I ain't particularly demanding on good reasons when it comes to them.\"\n\nThe stench of so many people in one place caused him to scrunch his nose more than ones, clearly doing no favours in his current mood either. These damn perfumes that *Every damn elf* Seemed to wear in excess, even the males made him sicker than any rancid stench ever could at this point- and he's known his fair share of those, considering his rugged exterior. \n\"I've had more duels than I've kept count for, some less illicit than others. In my tribe, it was for honing my skills, in the pit it was for survival, and it the arena, it was for coin. But there's higher purposes a man can fight for than this.\"\n\nHis posture tensed momentarily, gaze focused back at the kitsune with narrowed eyes. He seemed to contemplate her words and his own, before taking a more grim expression. \"Change like that can't come easy. One can't reach people's hearts with words alone when a blade can do the same so much quicker. Especially when it comes to slavery, that's been around for so many generations.\" The beastkin let a scornful sigh before continuing. \"If you're 'lucky', you're born into slavery and never know true freedom to fight for. The less fortunate are captured and forced into slavery, whipped and lashed until they're broken. Then if you're like me and refuse to grow complacent... Well...\" \n\n.\n\nHe shrugged in resentment like that, stopping before the foreman's house. Nodding to let the girl pass to settle any tedious paperwork he had no intention to partake in, his ears remained focused to the talk all the same. And he had good enough hearing to listen and the most quiet of whispers when focused. And as things always were between elves and those they considered 'lesser' the talk seemed to go far from smoothly. The canine could hardly resist the urge to barge at the moment he heard the yelling, and he was about to, prickled fur on every part of his body standing on end by the time she returned. \n\n\"And what was *That* About?\" He growled, looking over scuff and strangle marks. He would hardly wait long for an answer before clenching his fists with a foreboding snarl, brandishing a pair of massive, curved blades on the sides of his arms. They were twisted past resembling anything like a weapon, inner side barbed, outer segmented, as if they were meant to inflict as much needless anguish as possible when wounding someone. Tapered sides were as wide as a scimitar on the middle, extending towards both directions up and down his arms. Sinister blackened steel coiled around his hand when coarse fur did moments ago.\n\n**\"Run to your ship. I'll join you promptly, after teaching these bastards a lesson or two on how reforms are *Truly* Made,\"** He would snarl in a ravenous voice, and if the kitsune didn't try to stop him, he would kick the door with enough strength to break every hinge and send it flying a few feet to the side, subtlety be damned." }, { "author": "<Issotha>", "message": "*As Issotha exited the building, she was noticeably annoyed with what had just happened. She wasn't in the mood to pay more for the same old paperwork. As the canine's concern crossed her eyes briefly pleased her. Still Issotha disregarded those thoughts. As they are not worth chasing, as given last time it was all meaningless. Especially since she would out live almost everyone anyhow.*\n\n\"He wanted me to pay more gold then the normal asking pr-\" Before she could really make a strong response. She watched the canine go into a almost feral like state. Surely the guards would be into onto him. Luckily she believed they wouldn't be able to make a strong account on him. Still she could always throw him under the bus if worse came to worse. The excitement inside her shot up, she longed for a true thriller. Yet this was ever lacking. The moment the canine said run she knew what was about to happen. A load crack whipped out as the door snapped inwards. Ripping itself into the stone wall bending inwards. And an elderly Elven man was at a desk counting a few coins with some messy paper work laid about. He stood in shock and grabbed a knife in concern.*\n\nElf~ \"What do you want fur beast!\"\n*The elf snarled at him in clear distaste. He was in no condition to fight back either. As the elf was old, brittle and probably an even fight for Issotha. As the \"Reforms\" Were about to be made Issotha quickly spoke up to the canine.* \"Look for a two master ship named 'Aravalur', it's on the far end near the smaller ships.\"\n\n*With that said the the commotion just starting it was best for her to dip out. Then at least no one would see her and she wouldn't be a target. Still full of a rush Issotha quickly ran in a panic. Hoping anyone that saw her would believe she was running as she appeared to be wearing some very expensive cloths and jewellery. Perhaps it would look like she was running in fear. As soon as Issotha made it to behind the confused and shocked crowd which had just started to notice the brewing trouble. Issotha slipped down a small alleyway and began to run as quietly as she could. She ran as fast as her short legs would take her. She was surprisingly quick for her statuette. She was small and definitely highly manoeuvrable. Darting towards the peers, once out of the back alleyways she walked calmly out into the bustling streets filled with people. She walked down to the ship which was a small ship. With two masts that towered over the deck. The length of the ship was quite long, being about 100 meters. Still the ship was quite thin making it exceptionally fast. It had a dull glossy black paint covering most of the ship with a white glossy paint covering a stripe that ran along most of the hull. On the stern near the captain's quarters there was a fine gold and silver trim with various decorative features. Making a quite exquisite stern. Three oil lamps unlit laid on the stern five or so meters behind a gold and dark ash wood steering wheel. Issotha jumped onto a on ramp and quickly ran up. She sat down with her legs kicking over the edge of the hull as the gazed down the peer, wondering if the strange canine would find his way over here.*" }, { "author": "valethros", "message": "The beastkin merely glanced at Issotha with a subtle nod at the mention of her ship, his attention fully focused on the frail elven foreman. His glare had all but gone feral, with enough intensity to seemingly melt iron. Searing snarls resonate from his muzzle as his lips and ears tipped back to fully bear ivory fangs at him. His canines were sharp and curved as dervish knives, slow predatory steps padding past the ravaged threshold and stalking their way inside. \n\nAs was the case with most elves, the foreman had a hired brute standing by the other side of the room- in that case, a formidable orcish mercenary clad in the coppery plate to deal with more uncouth parts of the foreman's trade without getting his own hands dirty. The orc had already brandished a massive battleaxe when the front door came crashing down and preparing to rush the beastkin down with an overhead smash.\n\nBig mistake.\n\nBy the time Issotha was able to weave her way between crowds and return to her ship, the beastkin was oddly enough, already there. He was leaning under the shade of its main mast, hood placed over his head. There was a distinct coppery tang of blood in the air permeating him, though no visible signs of it aside from pints of scarlet in his fingertips. Like before, he bore no visible weapons, but he held two hefty pouches on both hands alongside a parchment folded on his hip. \n\nIf the kitsune was savvy enough, she might have noticed his dark silhouette leaping between rooftops not longer after when she went running, his presence subtle as a spectre. Law enforcers would get very little of the culprit out of a horrified old elf, or at least far least than what the kitsune would if she asked for information nicely. \n\n.\n\n\"I believe that covers my travel fee... And a little extra,\" The jackal spoke with a vibrant smirk, the unbridled rage in every fiber of his being from a few minutes when she'd last seen him entirely gone. He dropped the satchels of gold unceremoniously on the deck, the heavy metal clanging when he did so confirming its contents. \"I believe it would wise to set sail before city guards come searching and asking though, hm?\"" }, { "author": "<Issotha>", "message": "*She didn't notice him right off the bat, as she was far too preoccupied. The motions she would spot in her peripheral vision would give him away. She smiled lightly before returning to her dull cold face. Before she could say much the loud clang of gold coins echoed over the deck. She turned over her shoulder, her tail flickered with interest. As she stood back up she walked over, and picked up the two bags of silver and gold.* \"I wouldn't call it extra, deep waters aren't my thing.\" *She said in a dull tone as she opened the bag to inspect it. She had one issue, no real crew. She was only able to afford a small skeleton crew. Just enough to maybe keep the ship in decent condition.* \"Well one problem about leaving fast or right now, I don't exactly have a crew. By that I mean I have 6 men who are probably below deck resting at the moment. So you'd have to give us a bit to rig the ship for sail.\" *She said with a sigh. Slowly going below deck and giving a few shouts. A 5 elves in there early 20's maybe 30's came up above deck. Clearly poor or middle class due to their lack of clean and exotic clothing they seemed quite contempt with the pay. The six crewman was a half elf who seemed to have it bad, with barely functional clothing likely picked on by the other elves. Issotha was last up. The six men went to work on preparing the ship for sail. Issotha walked up to the canine.* \"Alright we have a deal, I never caught a name. Come let's take somewhere to sit.\" \n\n*Issotha motioned towards the captains quarters door. She walked over, taking a small key out of her pocket she unlocked it and opened it. Inside was a large decretive desk with a map of the surrounding water, with hand drawn marks off in the middle of the ocean with messy handwriting written in a self improvised language. \nSomething only she could read.*\n\n*Piled around the desk was a few small piles of gold coins, at least 60 of them with a few silver coins in the mix. She also had a fine silk bed in the back of the ship. With a smaller desk with several navigational equipment laid about. She picked up and moved a chair in front of the desk for him. \"Take a seat, we have a little before we set sail.\"\n\n*Outside the crew began to unfold the various sails as the anchor was still down. They would have to angle the sails before they could set sail at all since the wind was blowing strongly southeast. One of the crewmen prepared the knots on a rope to get read to measure speed as well as tying things on the deck down to ready for sail.*" }, { "author": "valethros", "message": "The canine padded his way across the ship in a little strut, regarding every part of the deck with a mental note. Far from impressive in size compared to the galleon he'd been refused boarding in earlier today, but he wasn't in the best position to be picky. A mutual glare of distaste etched itself to crew hands and the beastkin alike when they showed up to the deck, though a wordless compromise was needed on both ends. \n\n\"Never thought I'd see the day that elves did physical labour by themselves,\" He snarked when returning from his brief exploration back to the kitsune. He made no effort to conceal his smug expression, offering an arm to confirm the deal with her. \"You may call me Jackal,\" He replied with a rather obvious alias, cautious as ever with providing only information she *Needed* To know. \n\n\"Reckon I'll have to keep a low profile in case your boys don't get the ship sailing by the time guards come lookin',\" The beast affirmed, following her to the captain's quarters. Closing the door behind him, Jackal tool another quick sip of his flask before lowering his hood with a sigh. \"The sooner we leave, the better. I don't plan to be dead weight either, considering how much you're lacking of working hands. The elves weren't wrong on that regard, I'll admit. They're far too scrawny compared to my kin for labour- not that it excuses their slaving tendencies.\"\n\nHe took a brief gander at the sailing map before leaning against the door with arms crossed before being offered a seat. Didn't see much of a reason to reject the offer. \"So, captain,\" He drawled in apparent disbelief still that she was one, \"What's your fancy? Sailin' ain't the most favoured work of kitsune in my experience, let alone women,\" He asked in a baritone, inquisitive tone, laying one elbow over the desk, intense eyes looking expectantly." } ]

[ { "author": "hazerlaser", "message": "It was a warm day in Huiruor. The cries of eagles and the rustling of the undergrowth disturbed the forest's peace and tranquility, not that such things were unwelcome. There was something unnatural about true silence; the world was not crafted in such a way to be devoid of noise, in all its chaos and discord. There was just something about the empty noise that made you feel like but an observer, as if the world was going on around you, regardless of your choices and decisions. Such meaninglessness was freeing.\n\nA horse's hooves broke through this silence, as the wooden man on its back hummed. This wooden man was a stranger to this forest, from an even stranger land, where such sights were as alien as he. Yet he felt weirdly at home, surrounded by his unliving cousins. His song was one of his people, learned many years ago. Music and company were all that carried him through those trying times, many years ago. Now he only had the former.\n\nThe man-thing, who had claimed the name Gambir, approached a lake, vast and blue. Many herbs and reeds dotted the banks, like little forests of their own, and dragonflies and bees flew around the flowers and plants. He had once prowled such banks for ingredients, but that was many days ago, in a distant land.\n\nGambir dismounted the steed on lead it to the bank of the river, where he procured a stake from its satchel and planted it in the ground, wrapping its reigns around it. The horse began to drink and eat of the rich grass, succulent and of a darkest green. Gambir doffed his large robe and clothing, stripping himself almost bare, bar his hat and cloth that kept his modesty. Even though he was alone, he would not allow the woodland creatures, of which he could converse, to an awkward sight. He looked up and soaked in the sun, before he waddled past the reeds and into the shallow water, where he sat.\n\nA large gash spread from the oaken man's neck to waist, as if a large blade had torn him asunder, along with many scars of a lesser seriousness. Many pink flowers were spread across his body, small but vibrant, many coming off his head and shoulders where they could best reach the light. His eyes were yellow and large, sparkling with the light of the desert sun, as he blankly stared out into the horizon, past the trees and the water and the mountains, to visions of home now lost." }, { "author": "Mimi slashi", "message": "It was a quiet day in the forests. Well, every day in the Outskirts was quiet if Mimi had any say over it, but today especially so. There was barely anyone around due to the upcoming winter, which left the few roaming the forest almost bored. And yet Mimi was there, at the center of it all... Drifting slowly on the surface of a lake, if a person was close enough, she appeared dead. She had made her thoughts on this clear: If she was tasked to do something by her master, she would try to accomplish it. Or go home. But that last option held no meaning, as she needed to find the herbs first..\n\nMimi situated herself floating on the lake's surface, her eyes scanning the sandy floor in an attempt to find the underwater herb. She drifted in a manner so practiced it looked mechanical, or it would've were it not for her usual elegance." }, { "author": "hazerlaser", "message": "It was only then that Gambir noticed a splotch in the water, distracting him from his daydreams. He had quickly passed it off as a mirage, one of the many he had seen in his life. Yet, he was well-hydrated, well-fed, and the sun did not bare down on the land enough to cause such an illusion. His eyes adjusted and peered forwards at this misshapen lump. It was almost humanoid in shape, yet blue and almost translucent. What could it be? Some creature of the lake, perhaps? Not an animal, not a man. Oh! How could he be so blind?\n\n\"GREETINGS, NAIAD, GUARDIAN AND SPIRIT OF THE LAKE! I MEAN THEE NO HARM!\"\n\nGambir raised his arm and waved at the thing, his limb long and slender and green, his wooden stretching to the sky. His voice was booming and rough, yet his words were pronounced elegantly.\n\n\"I DO HOPE I DID NOT ENCROACH ON THY MOST SACRED GROUND! I MERELY WISHED TO BATHE IN THESE WATERS AND CLEANSE MYSELF! CAN THOU HEAR ME ADEQUATELY?\"\n\nThe plant man was more than loud enough. Perhaps not loud enough to pierce the surface of the water, but his voice echoed on the realm of the land, disturbing a number of birds that simply wished to rest. He had heard of naiads, water spirits, in the words and folklore-tomes of tavern dwellers nearby. Perhaps the Great White Sea even had its own? There were stories of guardian spirits amongst his folk, perhaps they were of such creatures?" }, { "author": "Mimi slashi", "message": "The Uzhi would raise her head from the surface of the water, the jellyfish on her head deflated. Mimi watched his body language, unflinching. She didn't make a physical move to approach him nor move from her position. She stood, her back straight and expression cheerful yet reserved. Her dress flowed beautifully down her frame in the water, where the hem almost reached to brush against the lake floor.\n\n\"Mimi says your loud... Why?\" *She questioned in a tone as neutral as her gaze. She was quiet while speaking in the forests, but her voice was clear and words carefully paced so her intention could still be made out easily. One may wonder why she didn't want to answer his question; Maybe she really was just a confused person behind that mask, or maybe she wanted to keep a secret from him." }, { "author": "hazerlaser", "message": "\"I APOLOGISE, CREATURE OF THE LAKE, I SHALL LOWER MY VOICE IMMEDIATELY!\"\n\nGambir made a sound like coughing up a hairball, perhaps a poor attempt at clearing his throat. His next words were still loud, but his bellows did not shake the very trees and stones.\n\n\"I have quieted myself now, spirit of the water! Is Mimi thy name? I am Gambir, of land afar, and have come bearing no ill will!\"\n\nGambir continued to sit awkwardly in the shallows, knees tucked tight to his chest. Ignoring the loudness of his voice, many small fish had come to nibble on the moss that furrowed his lower half. He paid no mind to them, simple creatures free of worry, as he was but a curiosity to them.\n\n\"If I may ask, what art thou doing in these waters most splendid? I am always ready to assist a creature as divine as thee!\" In truth, Gambir simply wanted to do something, anything. He felt useless merely traveling, and it was his deepest desire to be of some importance to anyone, anything. Combat was most preferable, but he doubted he'd find such things here." }, { "author": "Mimi slashi", "message": "Mimi raised her eyebrows at the sudden interest of assistance. \"How dare you call Mimi a Naiad?\" She said, sounding mildly defensive. Silence, tense and awkward, filled the clearing. It stretched between them, oddly heavy as the sun lowered in the sky. She cleared her throat and dropped her gaze. She was unsure whether to stay or leave, especially since he hadn't said anything outright rude, but at the same time, he hadn't come off as inviting either well.. To Mimi.\n\n \"Mimi does need help however..\" She motioned at the sky, the pale shades of blue now shifting into a melt of tangerine, red, and rosy purple as the first stages of sunset began to sink in. \"Mimi wants to know if flying herbs are real\"" }, { "author": "hazerlaser", "message": "\"Thou art not a naiad? My apologies, but thou art now but an enigma to me!\"\n\nGambir had never heard of the Uzhi, and therefore could not identify that Mimi was of their ilk. Perhaps he has heard of slime-folk in the same bars or taverns that he had learnt of naiads, but such information was not taken in by him.\n\n\"Flying herbs? Well, herbs only fly if you throw them! But this is a strange land, and perhaps there could be some plants of airborne inclination!\"\n\nGambir followed Mimi's gaze to the sky.\n\n\"But I believe that is the sky, and those art the clouds! Neither of which are herbs, I believe. And if the herbs fly in such a realm, how does thou hope to catch them?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel kept a steady hand at his horse's flank as they managed to make their way to the outskirts of the large city. To this day, it impressed him that beastkin had managed to create an entire kingdom for themselves with their history and, now that he was sharing a border with them, he decided to have this place as his go to for trades and other needed supplies. It was some forest and a river crossing trip away, but by now he had grown used to the back and forth route he took from the constructed town to beastkin lands. Typically he brought his wolves with him, but since it was getting warmer and he simply needed to transfer materials, he decided one of his steeds would be enough. At any rate, it would have been less suspicious than traveling about in a land of beast men with wild beasts at his side. The horse appeared to be equipped with several saddlebags, most of it from him doing a food supply run for the others since the crops needed more time to grow to be enough to sustain them. He didn't mind the time to himself, though anytime he passed through the city streets he was bound to get funny looks. This time was hardly different, but he became used to it. The sun's rays sent notice of it being the later in the day. Despite wanting to simply grab the supplies and return back, he already planned for staying an extra day and setting off the next morning when he had more time to travel.*" }, { "author": "R.L. Hanami || Mimi", "message": "*This place was a long ways away from the shop, and it was* **Definitely** *A long ways away from home across the sea, though I suppose that place can't be called home anymore now can it?*\n\n*The closest thing he has now to a home is the ship, the crew, and that's about it I suppose, can't really say it's a miserable existence since he's enjoying it, very much so, of course, Faan Addiction not withstanding, but he'll work on that one soon enough.*\n\n*He gazed upon the large city that dwarfed his small stature, even if he was atop a horse and ontop of a hill overlooked the forest below, he still felt quite small, which was fascinating, a hint of childlike wonder resurfaced, sparking his innocence to life with wishful thinking.*\n\n'Maybe this could also be a home for me, maybe.*\n\n*The warm rays of late day sun caressed him gently, almost as if telling him to look forward to his virtually limitless future, since apparently he escaped the natural mortal coil a few years ago, while the sun hurt a bit, it's warmth and gentle grace was worth the pain.*\n\n*He felt the soft winds soothe his slight burning pain as he gallops forward with his lovely horse Hortensia, a prideful but brave lass one of his employees borrowed him.*\n\n\"We're here Hortensia, this place is beautiful..., Have you ever been here before?\"\n\n*He gently and lovingly brushed Hortensia's mane, making it neigh in delight, he always has been good with animals, well, animals have always been kind towards him would be more accurate, suppose its because of his blood, maybe it's because of his demeanor, maybe a little bit of both.\n\nAs he gets gallops, he notices a familiar figure also galloping slowly on a horse just like him, and a smile couldn't help but form on his face as he gives the man a holler.*\n\n\"Hi Mr. Pig mask!, Over here!\"\n\n*A jolly adorable smile bloomed on him as he waved to Mr. Pig mask with a vigour and energy he hasn't felt in a while.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*At first, Terrel considered carrying on as if he hadn't heard. He hardly knew anyone here, and last thing he needed was someone looking to inconvenience him when had already took a lot of time having to get supplies. The Silnari turned his head ever so slightly, peering back at the Kemonomimi from the cover of his pig mask. There was something definitely familiar about him, though Terrel's memory often vanished when he didn't think it was something important to remember.\n\n He decided to come to a stop for while, figuring that he was already seen as is which, at that point, would have been too late to pretend otherwise. After sharing a brief look with his horse, he eventually called back.*\"Do I... Know you from somewhere?\"*He asked in mild confusion or what could be sarcasm, though with his low voice it was always hard to tell from him. Terrel supposed he had been traveling long enough for him to have potentially met this person on the way, but for all he knew it could have been ages ago.*" } ]

[ { "author": "R.L. Hanami || Mimi", "message": "\"Well, I have this little hobby where I just buy little trinkets that I like and add it to my little collection, I have a small room back home filled with the them.\"\n\n*He shrugs in self deprecation, not really sure if the hobby is healthy or not, but atleast it's better then doing drugs.*\n\n\"Someone I know said there'll be a few auctions this week, one of them of the less legals sort, might be able to find some fascinating thingies, I hope so at least.\"\n\n*His eyes are positively glimmering, his body leans in a little, very much showing his interest, and his worrying levels of transparency.*\n\n\"Also, someone gave me crappy alchemy ingredients, payed good clean money for it, so their gonna pay ;-;\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel seemed to lighten up a bit, giving his horse a gentle pat of assurance as he gazed over to the vamp.*\"Understandable. Trinkets are very nice to collect.\"*He replied casually in support of the idea. With a single hand gesture, the Elf beckoned for him to follow, figuring walking and talking allowed more progress.*\"Reminds me of someone I know who likes to collect shiny things as well. A bit more concerning considering his history, but hobbies are hobbies.\"\n\n*Terrel glanced back towards Roland at his last statement, raising an eyebrow in curiosity of his words.*\"And what exactly do you plan to do with them?\"*He asked him. By wording alone, one could probably assume what, but it was hard for the Silnari to envision it. Amusing even.*" }, { "author": "R.L. Hanami || Mimi", "message": "\"Well back when i was still a pirate, the crew taught me about this thing called 'Water Boarding', essentially, you put a sack over the poor bloke's head, then you pour water on him, rinse and repeat.\"\n\n*He scrunches up his nose when he remembers the utter state of the crap shipment, quite an odd face for a kid to have, a certain amount of coldness and viciousness in glazed those innocent childlike eyes.*\n\n\"It was well hidden as well, it's not the first time that one has done something like this, and as they say, 'You can anger a saint three times, but more than that and beware his wrath', I mean honestly, what if I accidently used them and poisoned my customers, they might die and my shop might go down under!, i really don't want to be a pirate again...\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Well drowning a man for it can very well go the same. To you anyways. I'm sure your restaurant will be fine, give or take new management.\"*He said in response. Part of the Silnari doubted Roland would do much, but the kid seemed to have his fair share of experience as far as pirating went.*\"You live you learn though.\"*Terrel gave a shrug, shifting his attention back on ahead to walk in the direction of the outskirts.*\n\n\"I wouldn't have expected many auctions taking place out here, but I guess if a bunch of new jobs can open up in the west, anything can happen around here really. Maybe I'll consider going in my free time. Wouldn't mind seeing what this whole place has to offer.\"*He said thoughtfully. Exploring the town was pretty nice on his leisure time and even now there seemed to be something new about it each time he visited.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Scott Creed", "message": "*Scott kneels down next to a small creek that branches off of the nearby river, a canteen in his hand. He slips his big duffel bag off of his shoulders and sets it next to him, unbuckling the buckle that holds the canteen onto the side. His bag was a dark greenish/brown color, meant to blend in anywhere .The canteen was in a tan cloth cover, which Scott slips off the container. Scott himself was wearing dark clothing, similar to what his duffel bag looked like, along with bronze glasses and boots.* \n\n*He was an explorer. He makes maps of the places he's been and sells them. The maps contain important information as well, like where any animals/creatures would hang out, where there's edible plants and drinkable water. Trails and markers. Basic things that you'd want on a map if you were going for a hike or traveling. Scott sold his maps at a low price though, which brought more customers and business. Which in turn gave him a bigger profit.*\n\n*Scott dips the canteen into the water next to him, letting the flow of the creek fill it up. He looks around the area, trying to see if he can see any landmarks that he could triangulate his position with. To the East, a long ways away, he sees the Agan mountain peaks that travel up North-East, ending nearly straight North of him. Just South of the peaks, Lake Agan rests, which is where the river is traveling from. To the south of himself, the Besian Sea lies. He must be somewhere between Fuuran and Liri. Usually, if it was night time, he'd be able to use the stars to navigate his position.*" }, { "author": "Kazzi", "message": "*On this particularly average and boring day Kazzi was taking a stroll up the river which connected to the lake her village was situated near. She wasn't actually supposed to be here since there might be a hunting party sent out today, buuut she also felt bored. So here she is, shirking her duties like a totally responsible adult, taking a stroll up a river without a care in the world. Of course she does have her gear with her just in case so things wont go tits up if a animal saw her as a snack*\n\n*As she kicks some rocks around ~~and then promptly stops doing that due to it hurting her paws~~ she spots what looks like a person in the distance. Her instincts immediately kick in and she hurks down, watching them to see what theyre doing. And, if possible, if she could surprise them*" }, { "author": "Scott Creed", "message": "*If the cat lady looked closer, she'd be able to see dark ears atop of Scott's head, peeking through his hair, along with a tail protruding from under his shirt. His ears move from side to side quickly, subconsciously. Scott pulls the full canteen out of the water, puts the cap on, along with the cover, and buckles it back to his bag. He then proceeds to dip his hands in the water, forming his hands into a bowl shape and sipping from the creek directly. Refreshing. He washes his hands, then wipes his face down before drying his hands on his pants.* \n\n*Scott sits on his rump and leans against his duffel bag, pulling out an apple and orange from his pocket, along with a black handkerchief. He unfolds the cloth, lays it over his lap and starts peeling the orange, the sun nearly directly overhead. But, he was sitting in such a way that the sun shined everywhere except for his face, warming him up. Scott seemed really relaxed out here in practically the middle of nowhere.*" }, { "author": "Kazzi", "message": "*Kazzi watches the man silently for a few seconds before starting to slowly sneak towards him, her bare paws easily negating any sounds her footsteps may have made as she silently stalks closer to him. She has a wide smile on her face and her ears are twitching and flicking as she closes in, excitement evidently displayed on her face at the thought of whats about to happen*" }, { "author": "Scott Creed", "message": "*Scott was oblivious to the person sneaking up on him, even with his sensitive ears. He just continues peeling his orange. When that's done, he sets the empty peel to the side and starts eating his orange, staring at the forest and mountains in the distance. Scott wasn't very easily startled or snuck up on, especially being a beastkin. But he was relaxed and was literally sitting in the middle of a big open field, even though his back was turned to the woman. He wasn't expecting anything to be able to sneak up on him, so he let his guard down as he lays there, eating his orange peacefully.*" }, { "author": "Kazzi", "message": "*Kazzi silently sneaks closer and closer, her ears twitching and twisting in case she catches whiff or sound of anyone else nearby. She continues until she's around 8 feet from the man and then crouches and in an instant jumps forward, letting out a loud screech as she lands right next to his head*\n\n\"SURPRISE BITCH\"" }, { "author": "Scott Creed", "message": "*Scott's reaction was quick. Quicker than usual. What in the hell is that? He jumps up, an orange slide still in his mouth as his hand travels to his boot, a knife suddenly appearing in his hand in front of him, pointed at the lady standing next to where he had been sitting. The apple, handkerchief, and rest of the orange slices comedically go flying through the air, some landing in the water and floating away, the apple landing on the ground at Scott's feet. The hair on his arms and tail stand up straight when he jumps up. The blade protruding from Scott's fingers was around four and half / five inches long. It was sharp on both sides, glinting in the sunlight. It was a dagger. But it looked a bit weird, because there was wood lining the sides, mixed in with the metal.*" }, { "author": "Kazzi", "message": "*The small felinid jumps back with a huge smile on her face, just staring at him looking proud of herself. Her short stature and general body structure kinda looked like a teenager or younger, but her attire told a completely different tale*\n\n~~pic for reference cuz yes~~\n\n*She just stood there staring at him with that proud expression*" }, { "author": "Scott Creed", "message": "*Scott stood at around 6'8\" When he stands up straight from his stance, sliding his knife back in his boot as he sees that the person who scared him looked to him, like a younger person. A young teenager perhaps. Scott shakes his head, straightens his clothes and starts picking up his food from the ground, gathering it into the handkerchief.* **\"You shouldn't go around scaring people, kid. You could get hurt.\"** *He picks up his apple, which now had some mud and grass all over it. He sighs and sits on his knees next to the creek, washing off his apple. He obviously has mistaken how old the cat person was and wasn't really worried about her.* **\"Where are your parents or guardians? You shouldn't be walking around her alone. It gets dangerous in places.\"** *He wipes his apple off on his pants, glancing at the felinid standing next to him.*" }, { "author": "Kazzi", "message": "*The 'kids' grin grows wider as she stares at him. She starts stroking her whiskers as her ears twitch and tail flicks around, her stance clearly showing that shes not taking him seriously at all*\n\" Man you should've seen your face. Best reaction Ive had in nearly a year!\" *She laughs and saunters over to him and leans down sideways to look at him*\n\"You probably shouldn't be relaxing next to the river though ya know. The forest beasties in the west come drink here pretty often\"" }, { "author": "Scott Creed", "message": "*Scott looks over at her, raising an eyebrow when she exclaims loudly about her scaring him. If she didn't stay quiet, then of course they'd attack the monsters. Who was this kid?* **\"I know about the monsters. I've been through here before. I don't need your comments.\"** *He shakes his head, standing back up and going back to his bag.* **\"Listen kid, I don't know who you are, but you should head back to your parents. You're being kind of loud and are going to attract the 'beasties.'\"** *Scott sits back down, leaning back against his bag, peeling the apple with his knife.*" }, { "author": "Kazzi", "message": "*She makes a cheerful non-committal hum and saunters to in front of him, one arm resting on her hip and the other stroking her whiskers. It should be obvious by now that her gear isnt that of a kid. It seems too specialized and expensive considering the composite bow and modified gambeson*\n\"Aahhh lighten up grumpy. The wolves keep them in check at night and the villagers keep the population down at day\" *She jabs a finger in his direction* \"But you I don't recognize. Whenve you come through here?\"\n\n\"Dont think youve passed through the village before thats for sure\"" }, { "author": "Scott Creed", "message": "*Scott shrugs when she asks about him.* **\"I've been through the village a few times. Never stopped, just passed through. I have no need to stay there.\"** *He points at his duffel bag.* **\"I have everything I need right here. I'm on my way to the Besian sea.\"** *He watches her closely, just now taking in her attire. Maybe she wasn't a kid. Or she could be a thieving child. He wasn't taking any chances, so he kept an eye on her for now.* **\"My name is Scott Creed. If you're interested in exploring, you may have heard of me. I make and sell maps.\"** *He sets his apple down, wipes his hand off, and holds his hand out for a handshake.*" }, { "author": "Kazzi", "message": "*She strokes her whiskers, thinking for a bit as she shifts her weight to her one leg*\n\"Mmm nope never heard of ya, but sounds like youre on an interesting adventure. Nice to meetcha though, names Kazzi, local felinid\"\n*She grabs his hand and shakes it, her ears twitching and tail flicking*\n\n\"You don't look like youre from nearby hm? Been traveling far?\"" }, { "author": "Scott Creed", "message": "*Scott's ears and tail stay relatively still, not moving much as he watches her. He goes back to peeling his apple after shaking her hand, tilting his head a little.* **\"You don't seem young. You look young, but your attitude and clothing says otherwise.\"** *He corrected himself. **\"But nice to meet you too. I've been traveling my whole life, so I'm from nowhere and everywhere at the same time.\"** *He cuts his apple into pieces and washes his knife off in the water before sheathing it.* **\"I'm guessing you're from the village?\"** *He sticks a piece of apple in his mouth and looks up at her questioningly. He's still sitting down in front of her with his legs out in front of him, the handkerchief laying in his lap.*" }, { "author": "Kazzi", "message": "*She grins widely and hops backwards, putting a lil bit of distance between them. She seems quite cheerful and carefree all things considered, but that proud expression is back on her face now*\n\"Ohhh you caught on! Good job bucko, but complimenting me on looking young wont get ya any favors round here\" *She teases, grinning all the while making it clear she isnt being serious whatsoever as her tail lazily swings around*\n\n\"But you are right, I aint that young and Im also from the village. Got a nice community thing going there. The village leader is just kinda weird is all\"\n\n*She frowns, seemingly thinking for a moment*\n\"Have you been to Mentia lately?\"" }, { "author": "Scott Creed", "message": "*Scott continues eating his apple slowly, enjoying the warmth of the sun along with the breeze blowing through the fields around them. He rolls his eyes when she praises him about getting his statement right.* **\"I'm not trying to get any favors. I was just stating what I have observered from watching you. You're very hyper, like a child, which is one of the main reasons I thought you were one at first. I've also never met the leader there. And no, I haven't passed through Mentia in a few months. Why do you ask?\"** *Scott finishes his apple and puts his handkerchief away, taking a few sips from his canteen.*" }, { "author": "Kazzi", "message": "*She flashes him a cheeky grin, shifting her weight to her other leg this time, her ears flicking as she almost gets more serious in a way*\n\"Playful attitude is the key to using stature ya know. No one has their guard up around kids after all. And dont be so worried about those favors, Im just messin around with ya.\"\n*She starts stroking her whiskers again, kinda looking like one of those super villains who stroke their mustaches for no particular reason*\n\" No reason for asking bout Mentia though. Just curious if its still in that war business\"" }, { "author": "Scott Creed", "message": "*Scott glances up at the sky, hands folding in his lap.* **\"I don't know anything about the war. I'm not apart of it and I don't really care what happens. Don't get mad at me though, I don't know either side, so I'm not biased towards the 'enemy' or 'ally.' it's all just politics.\"** *He smiles for the first time that day and looks back at Kazzi. He looks down at his hand, cracking his knuckles a couple times.* **\"So, I've never heard of the name Kazzi. Where is I from?\"**" }, { "author": "Kazzi", "message": "*She glances at the sky as well and then looks over at the lake, rocking on her feet as she keeps stroking her whiskers*\n\"Hmm.. My names probably a felinid thing? Comes from my parents sooo who knows. I haven't seen many felinids in my lifetime so that might be why it's not common?\" *She speculates thoughtfully as she picks up a rock and tosses it at the water, trying to make it skip and failing miserably*" } ]

[ { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She walked here and sat under a tree*\n\n*She has fallen asleep*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "*Ryland had been walking around the outer edges of the forest, an area void of people, or so he thought. What he didn't know was that there was a Macen sleeping not too far away from him, the intentions of this person of course was just about as know to him about their presence though so all he could do was just continue on as he just took a look around. Ryland wasn't unarmed though, he had a wooden longbow upon his left shoulder, it was definitely been through years of use which was shown by just by it's worn appearance*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She rolled onto her side and she revealed a bloody and dirty bandage wrapped around her arm. She was unaware that there was another Macen there so she kept on sleeping*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "*Soon enough Ryland had come across this other person, a passed out woman by the seems of it, just by chance. Usually he would have walked on by but seeing as this person had a dirtied and bloodied bandage upon their arm, he had to act, this of course causing him to walk over to the woman, crouch down next to her, and gently shake her to make sure that she is alive. He also spoke in a low voice, one almost equal to a whisper, just to try and elicit a response*\n\n\"Hey... Are you okay?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would be breathing normally and she would wake up a little* \"Oh hello\" *She would say still sort of asleep*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"Yeah hello. Is your arm okay?\"\n\n*Rylad shrugged off the greeting, instead deciding to focus upon the fact that her arm had a bloodied bandage upon it. Now, he wasn't a medical professional but when someone bleeds that much, it never meant that the wound was small. He didn't have to worry about her of course but him being a decent person decided it be best he not just walk off now that he made his presence known*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would sit up and remove the dirtied bandage to reveal a large gash on her arm* \"It's okay I'm fine\"" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"Are ya sure? That gash doesn't seem to be all too great\"\n\n*Just as he inferred, there was a decent sized gash beneath the bandage. This of course was a cause for worry because with large wounds came a large chance of it getting infected, this of course was known to cause death and frankly he didn't want someone to die by something that can be fixed fairly easy. He wasn't sure if he could fix it but there probably was a healer in a nearby town that could help her though*\n\n\"You may want to get it healed soon\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"You have a fair point. I'm Adeliza by the way\" *She smiled and tried to hide her pain*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"It's nice to meet you Adeliza, you can call me Ryland\"\n\n*Ryland gave a small smile as he introduced himself before casting a quick gaze back to the wound, the sight of it bringing a small frown to his face. He stood up from where he was crouching, holding out his hand to help Adeliza up soon after getting up. He honestly couldn't say he remembered if the village he was last at had a healer in it but it was worth a try if he were to be honest, it was better to try instead of stand around and do nothing*\n\n\"Lets go and try a healer then, ain't no point in just sitting around after all\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Yup and thank you so much for your help\" *She'd take his hand and smile at him. She winced slightly at the pain in her arm but she was very grateful to him for helping her*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"Its the least I can do at this point... Say, what are you doing out this far anyways?\"\n\n*They were in the woods with only a vague direction to go if they wanted to reach elven territory after all, not many people could be found out this far in all reality. Ryland, though obviously not being of the elven kind, had his reasons being here but he did want to hear what Adeliza's reason was, especially when she had such a wound on her arm*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Well my wound is from someone who i risked my own life for but who took me for granted and so i got mad and then he did this to me and so I'm out here because I had no where else to go plus I wanted to explore\" *She started to feel a bit light headed but she didn't want to say anything because she didn't want to be anymore of a burden than she already was*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"Well you should've taken care of that gash before thinking of exploring, you realize you could have bled out out and died out here right?\"\n\n*Ryland spoke with a tone more of concern with a little bit of scolding than of anger or anything of the sorts, he wans't a monster after all. He did start leading Adeliza out of the woods as well, the way out wasn't all too tough or labor intensive but it definitely wasn't easy either... This of course could prove tough for those whom aren't physically fit or are heavily wounded, thankfully Ryland wans't either... He wasn't too sure about Adeliza though*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She clung onto him so that she could maintain her balance and strength* \"I know that was a really dumb thing to do but I was so mad that I didn't care I'm sorry that I've already made such a bad impression of myself\"\n\n\"Besides no one would've cared if I died or not because I had no one\"" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"No need to apologize, you are obviously in a pretty bad condition as is\"\n\n*Seeing as Adeliza was using him as a way of support, Ryland decided to take her arm over his shoulder just so it was a bit easier for the both of them. He figured that blood loss was getting on her so he needed to be quick, the wound also needed to be recovered up but he could do that once they reach a less brushy area*\n\n\"As for no one caring, that may have been true before but seeing as I care enough to give you help, well... You have someone that cares for you right now\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile and give him a mini hug and she ripped off a part of her clothes and wrapped it around her gash temporarily* \"Thank you for everything. How can I repay you?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"There is no need to worry about repaying me now, we still have to get you out of the woods after all\"\n\n*Ryland adjudged a little to let her bandage herself as they walked, it was better that she didn't just bleed out as they traversed the land after all*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"But still I do need to repay you so how can I repay you?\" *She started to get a bit weaker and a bit more light headed but she tried her best not to show it and she kept going with his help out of the woods*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"We can worry about that later, for now just hang in there\"\n\n*Ryland was unaware of the fact that she was slowly getting more and more lightheaded, this of course was a bad thing that he couldn't exactly fix easily, he wasn't a healer after all. All he could do was try and get the two of them to safety as quickly and safely as possible.*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"How much farther?\" *Her legs started to get a bit weak*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"Not much further, do you need a rest or anything?\"\n\n*Ryland was still fine to go but if Adeliza wasn't he would be fine with stopping for a break if it was needed, he didn't want to push a wounded person too far after all*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Do you mind if we do?\" *As she finished that sentence she collapsed onto the ground and passed out*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"Whelp...\"\n\n*It was the worst case scenario, Adelina had collapsed and passed out soon after speaking. This of course wasn't a good sign so Ryland waisted no time in bending down and scooping the girl up so they could continue moving on. He could see the edge of the woods not even 40 yards away, they could make it hopefully*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She was still breathing and she tried her hardest to hold onto him and she was hoping that her makeshift bandage wasn't going to fall off while they were walking*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "*Ryland continued through the underbrush right up until he exited the woods and found himself by a well worn down dirt road, this was good of course because it meant that a town was nearby. The distance to that town was unknown to him though*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Ryland...\" *She would say his name in a faint voice*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"Stop talking and just conserve your energy\"\n\n*Ryland spoke in a stern and steady tone, one what both showed some worry but not enough to really mean anything deep for all he was doing was making sure a stranger lived to see another day, no more and no less. Frankly he couldn't say that he had ever come across a situation like this before so he was a bit high on adrenaline as he recounted the recent events in his head, his mind had also dabbled in the thought of Adeliza dying but he decided not to think on that... He'd rather not think of having to deal with a corpse after all*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"You don't have to do this i'll be okay\" *She tried to stand up so that she could walk too so that he wouldn't have to carry her. She was extremely grateful to him for all that he had done and she didn't want to be a burden to him*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"You just passed out, there is no way that you can do this on your own\"\n\n*Ryland doubted that Adeliza would get far on her own seeing as she just passed out and had to be carried. This meant that he resisted against her trying to be put down, he didn't want her to use too much energy in trying to support herself after all*\n\n\"So please conserve your energy\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She finally gave in* \"But what happens when you get tired?\" *She was slightly scared for him more than for herself*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"Don't worry about that okay?\"\n\n*Ryland may have only been a Macen but he had spent years doing hard work, this of course meant that he had a really decent endurance. Sure, there was a slight burn in his arms as he walked on but he could tell that they were getting near somewhere for the woods slowly started to merge into a flatlands like area, a perfect place that a town may be*\n\n\"We are almost there anyways\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Are you sure?\" *She was a bit skeptical and then she realized that he might need something* \"Do you need water? Or food?\"" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"*Yes* I am sure. Now will you please just rest, you are the one bleeding out after all\"\n\n*How could someone in such a dire situation be concerned about how he was, that was what Ryland found odd. He was sure that he was perfectly fine though, they were reaching the town of pretty soon, this of course meant that they had a high chance of finding a healer there*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She went quiet and stayed that way until they got there*" } ]

[ { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*The forest was relatively quiet. Perhaps too quite for most people, even the lack of birds singing would make anyone feel somewhat uncomfortable. All that could be heard was the sound of leaves brushing against each other in the gentle breeze, even the grass danced along with the breeze. All seemed still, yet eerily quiet. And the answer to the silence arrived in the form of a kitsune. One leg brushed past some tall grass, before the other came along.\n\nThe female kitsune had her ears perked up high as her body gracefully moved through the forest. Her brown skin shimmered as the sunlight hit her skin, the darkness of her fur on her ears and tail also reflected back the sunlight. Her bright yellow eyes scanned the overall area as she moved, barefoot, through the land. This was good. And she felt good about being in this forest.*" }, { "author": "goswaldthegoose", "message": "*There came a clanking of metal boots that disturbed the eerie silence, its presence alone was wrong. The Dark Elf looked around for the materials he needed, noticing the only sound being him. He would not be phased by the loneliness, he had a job and he wanted to be quick about it.*" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*Wow! Now these noises were new and interesting. She could only associate these noises with knights in shining armor, patrolling village perimeters and such. However... They were nowhere near Wakazu. What on Earth- was he lost? Now the kitsune grew curious. With her bare feet, she would move quickly and silently through the grounds, moving in the direction towards the clanking noises, until eventually, she saw sight of the man. Her ears perked in curiosity.\n\nBut she was not willing to go out there just yet.\n\nShe hid a little bit behind the tree she was against. She rose her hand up, allowing a little fiery light to form in her hand. She whispered something under her breath and her entire body gave of the faintest glow. Her form shrunk, smaller and smaller, until eventually she had turned into her 'Lesser' form. Into an arctic fox in their summer coat. From there, she shuffled her way through the bushes and out the other end, now following directly behind the dark elf.*" }, { "author": "goswaldthegoose", "message": "*Oblivious to the creature stalking behind him, he kept clanking through the forest. He had a few thoughts swirling in his mind. What if he met a Wood Elf? Would it be friendly? I wonder if it will take offense to my presence here? As well as \"Did he say red root or blue root... Aw man.\"*" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*The little arctic fox followed swiftly behind him, even walking beside him for a moment. The fox appeared normal, but the one different thing about her was the striking, golden yellow eyes the fox had. Completely unlike most foxes, these eyes were supernaturally bright. \n\nAs she walked beside the dark elf, and he was seemingly talking to himself, she was admiring his general appearance. All before she gave a little 'yip' and she around his ankles before darting off in front of him. She went a few feet before she stopped and turned around to face him, the ears of the fox perked up straight.*" }, { "author": "goswaldthegoose", "message": "*He intrigued by the fox, but why did it have an arctic coloration in a forest? And those eyes, so beautifully bright. What a funny little thing. He knelt down next to it and reached to pet it with his left hand.* I: \"Doth you know where some Nightshade grows in this forest little fox?\"" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*The fox leaned into his hand, allowing him to pet her head. The mention of Nightshade made her perk up a bit, her eyes looking back into his own with intelligence. She gave a look no other, regular animal would give. She would immediately dart behind the dark elf and look up at him, making a soft 'yip' noise to indicate for him to follow her. From there, she bounded off in the opposite direction to where he was going. She was certainly quick, but she stopped for him to catch up.*" }, { "author": "goswaldthegoose", "message": "*The Elf was not used to the forest and its inhabitants, so he was tentative about following such a strange fox. But he did anyway, he needed that nightshade for a job and the fox might know something. The quick fox outmatched his speed greatly, but his endurance held up to stay in sight of it.*" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*Once he got close enough, she would bound off again, even getting to the point where she gracefully bounced down a steep slope to the very bottom, making some stones roll down to the base. At the base of the slope, she would sit up top a rock and wait patiently for him. Her more humanistic mind thought this was quite cool, acting as though she was a wild animal. Perhaps she could use this form to her benefits... Nah, not her style.\n\nThe fox that sat on the rock appeared to shimmer entirely beneath the sunlight. That fur was thick, yet not thick enough to keep her warm for the winter. It was well kept and the fox appeared to have a very good diet, considering she does not look malnourished in the least bit.*" }, { "author": "goswaldthegoose", "message": "*He slid down slope very stylishly before a near fantastic stumble into faceplant. Alas his natural grace saved him from the spectacle and he walked over to the fox, eyeing it again. He couldnt get over its supernaturalness, but it led him this far. Whats the worse that could happen?*" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*He could almost feel the fox laugh a little bit as she closed her eyes as if she did laugh. Afterwards, she would stand up, shake her coat off and then hop off the rock and walk up the pathway. They weren't too far now, and she was hoping that after that lovely end to that stunt that he would still be able to catch up with her. She gave a slight pause and looked behind her, making sure he was following along. Her tail even swayed a little bit.*" }, { "author": "goswaldthegoose", "message": "*He was following, though he seemed to hurt his ankle a little bit. But it was of no concern, he could heal it with ease after he got back to town. How much further was his question.*" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*After what felt like waaayyy too long to be searching for Nightshade, the fox would reach a waterfall area. She made her way onto some rocks that poked just through the surface of the water to go to the other side of the waterfall. Once she reached the ground, she turned and sat down, facing the dark elf. Behind her was a large amount of Nightshade, all in their beauty, for him to pick.*" }, { "author": "goswaldthegoose", "message": "*He gave the fox another scratched behind the ears before picking a small bit of Nightshade. He was glad for the fox's assistance.* I: \"What could you be... Certainly no fox Ive heard of.\" *He knelt down again and gave some more head scratches.*" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "***\"That is a curious question.\"** The fox then spoke out, followed by a giggle with the head scratches. **\"What exactly could I be...\"**\n\nThe fox lowered her snout to look over her body, giving off a soft little hum as she looked over her body.\n**\"I appear to be an arctic fox, but... Perhaps I'm not?\"** She spoke with such a teasing tone. She knew exactly what she was.*" }, { "author": "goswaldthegoose", "message": "*He looked confused as hell, jumping back a bit. It was not everyday a fox talked to you after all.* I: \"W-what? How can you be a talking fox?!\"" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*The fox then giggled like she was enjoying driving this poor dark elf mad. She then moved back a little bit before shaking her coat again. As she did this, the faintest, red and orange glow would come from her body, her body engulfed by this glow. The outline of her body would grow and grow and grow until eventually, the glow faded, revealing... A woman. A macen-looking woman, except she had... Ears and a tail.\n\nThe rather short woman had long, black, wavy hair that went down to her waist. Her skin was dark and her eyes kept their bright yellow color. She wore a light blue top with a darker, strapped top beneath it, followed by a lighter blue skirt and dark blue leggings. Lotsa blue, this woman seems to like the color.\n\nShe extended a hand out to the dark elf with a big grin, showing her enlarged upper canines.\n**\"Your friendly Kitsune to the rescue for some Nightshade! Name's Bluebell. A pleasure to meet you.\"***" }, { "author": "goswaldthegoose", "message": "*He was a little mucked up but he knew his manners. He took the hand and shook it firmly as befit a new accquaintance.* I: \"Why uh thank you Bluebell, you've been great help. Never seen a Kitsune, I spose they're rare in Silnaria. You also clearly like the color blue I see, rather... Fitting.\"" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*After the handshake, she pulled back her hand and looked down at her clothing.\n\n**\"One would think! My mother always told me it suited me for my name.\"** She then looked up at the man, a piece of her dark hair falling in front of her face. She took it and pushed it behind her right ear that perked upright. **\"Sir, you did not say your name! You look to be someone important.\"** \n\nShe stood up on her tip toes for a moment before lowering herself.\n**\"And what's with the knight metal on your boots? You're far away from any sort of village if you're a knight. Or a soldier... Unless you're a really bad thief.\"** She giggled mischievously.*" }, { "author": "goswaldthegoose", "message": "*He laughed. She was very light-hearted, best to keep it that way, no need to ruin dreams.* I: \"My name is I'halya En'naur. I think that translates to 'The Shade of Fire' in Macen. I'm a Battlemage, a knight that uses magic to help others. The metal boots keep my feet protected from arrows to the heel.\" *He shuffled a little, his violet eyes were pleased with his fluent language speaking skills. Good thing he had those.*" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*She looked at the boots again before she kneeled down, her tail swaying as she curiously looked at the metallic boots. She tapped them with her nails, or were they claws? They were pretty large. She listened for the metallic noises that followed then hummed, as though she was judging and rating the metal on the shoes. She then stood up straight with an index finger to the chin.\n\n**\"Lame. They won't do too well after some time. Should find a black smith willing to make you another set.\"** She then whispered a little bit, her eyes looking up at the male's own violet eyes. **\"Ooorrr you could steal some.\"**\n\nShe then giggled a bit.\n**\"Excuse me, I've been a little reckless recently with my actions. Got a kleptomaniac itch and it won't go away.\"** Her right ear flicked a little bit. She then turned her attention to the Nightshade.\n\n**\"What do you plan to do with the Nightshade?\"** She asked.*" }, { "author": "goswaldthegoose", "message": "*He shuffled a little bit. He wasn't used to people that were so... Happy. He led a life in dreary battle and wasnt prepared for this in the slightest.* I: \"Gonna give it to the person who needed it. What they do with it isnt my concern.\"" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*She hummed a little bit in thought, putting her arms behind her back as she thought.\n\n**\"I heard the berries make a good way to poison and kill someone.\"** She walked a little bit beside him, looking at her nails as she spoke. **\"Ever heard of 'The King's Final'? It's a special way the Nightshade berries are pressed and put, either in the food or the drink, that is to be handed to a king, or anyone of royalty. It usually happens through the maids in the kitchen quarters. Mercenaries like yourself will sometimes request the maid put the berries into the food or drink for the king. Depending on what the king has that kills him will determine the name's ending. Either it's 'The King's Final Meal' or 'The King's Final Drink'.\"**\n\nAfter her little speech, she looks up from her nails and back at the Dark Elf.\n**\"Been somewhat of a dream of mine to rid my father that way.\"** She smiled then shrugged. **\"Buuuuutt who cares?\"***" }, { "author": "goswaldthegoose", "message": "*He was astounded at her knowledge and yet her lack of wisdom. But he had a job to do and that was that.* I: \"Well I thank you for that bit of knowledge and your company but I must return to the town to collect my dues. Do you ever go into town?\"" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*She gasped and immediately turned to face her body to him.\n\n**\"May I go with you?! I can stay in my Lesser form for a long time, no one will suspect a thing! I love the forest, but unfortunately I get bored all too easily.\"** She folded her arms and pouted like a little child. **\"Aaaand I can give a liiiittle bittle of help if you need it. Don't have many powers, but I can try my best with what I got, good sir.\"** Her tail behind her swayed side to side.*" }, { "author": "goswaldthegoose", "message": "*He sighed and shook his head before looking up at her.* I: \"You can stay in your... Normal form. I dont think anyone should care, after all you are probably considered pretty I guess. Also helps if I can follow closer, you almost lose me when you bolt ahead.\"" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*She gasped in awe, which was immediately followed by a giggle.\n\n**\"Excellent!\"** She exclaimed happily. **\"This will be so exciting! Should you require anything, I will be more than happy to pay for it for you! \"** She paused with her one hand on her chest then blinked, realizing she didn't have as much money anymore. **\"Erm, never mind that last statement, that's irrelevant now.\"** She smiled nervously.*" }, { "author": "goswaldthegoose", "message": "*He shook his head, but she knew the way to town more than him probably.* I: \"Lets get going, I hope you know the way back to town. I cannot dilly dally much longer and the job is good money for something so easy.\"" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*She perked up and she nodded, looking around for a moment before going back across the waterfall, walking over the rocks that poked through the water.\n\n**\"What's the job anyway? Who's head are you going to roll today?\"** She asked quite casually as she got to the other side of the waterfall, making her way back to where they came from. **\"My mother used to be a Mercenary. Didn't last long because the guild didn't accept her.\"***" }, { "author": "goswaldthegoose", "message": "*He cotemplated his answer, taking in the gained information.* I: \"I dont think Im rolling a head today, poison isnt my expertise and I find it most dishonorable. Mercenaries do very basic work, but not such evil work I think. Atleast we shouldnt.\"" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "***\"Huh, interesting!\"** She said as she climbed back up the slope, struggling a little bit as her upper body strength was not the best. But, through trial and error, she got back to the top, shaking some dirt off her hands. **\"Theeen, are you basically the letter boy for today? What are you getting paid for to do that needs you to be there so timely?\"** She pressed on for answers. She couldn't help it, she was so inquisitive.*" }, { "author": "goswaldthegoose", "message": "*Sometimes annoyingly inquisitive, but I'halya induldged students and curious. He carried on alongside her and spoke.* I: \"Pretty much, getting paid to just be a runner. I do think you've earned a share of the coin though.\"" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "***\"Psssh, I know most of this stuff from my father and mother.\"** She spoke as she walked in the direction of the nearest town, Wakazu. Along the pathway, she hopped up into a tree and pulled down a branch, rummaging through it for a piece of fruit. She pulled out something resembling spikey pears before she let go of the branch. She took one of the pears and ate it, delving into its flesh like a rabid animal.\n\n**\"See, I managed to get lots of information in my own ways. Nuns, my mother, my father, even the horsemen that tended to our horses, lots of sources.\"** She spoke after she swallowed a mouthful of the pear. She offered the other one to him. **\"Hungry?\"***" }, { "author": "goswaldthegoose", "message": "*He nodded no, he wasnt quite hungry yet, eating before leaving. He kept walking, waiting for her to catch up.* I: \"Ive already eaten, you can have it. But hurry up, time is of the essence.\"" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*She rolled her eyes before dropping the spare pear to the ground. She took another bite from the pear before dropping hers to the ground. Seeming to be a waste, but the seeds will grow.\n\n**\"Riiight, let's get. Keep straight until you get to the edge of the forest. That's if you lose me.\"** She said before bounding off, rushing through the forest quite swiftly.\n\nShe'd quickly get to the edge of the forest. She had flung herself from a tree and landed within the ground, skidding to a stop. Off in the distance was , a place she didn't really want to go back to, but it seemed to keep beckoning her back. She looked behind her as she waited for I'Halya.*" }, { "author": "goswaldthegoose", "message": "*He came stumbling out of the trees, a little winded. He looked annoyed that she had ran off without him.* I: \"Damn Kitsune, why are you so fast outside of fox form? Ech, lets get to town.\"" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "***\"Well, you saaaaaiiid that time was of the essence!\"** She exclaimed teasingly, this time walking beside him towards .*" }, { "author": "goswaldthegoose", "message": "*He chuckled, she was right after all. He followed alongside her, his boots clanking again.* I: \"Been to Wakazu before?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "lunarverna", "message": "*In the light of day, beneath these trees rumoured to be guarded by the people of forests, a beast walked. Or at least, that's what you'd assume at first. Indeed he looked like a monster, as his arms were as thick as logs, but his armour and intricately crafted gauntlets made a viewer bounce back into rational thought, upon realising this was merely a stupidly large man. Under such a sunlight, his skin seemed almost an orange tone, though normally dark red. And he thought to himself about how nice this nature was, which he hadn't seen before in his life.*" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*It had been a day since Bluebell had met and lost her first friend. A trip to Wakazu had ended in her being alone again. Regardless, she was back in these woods, her most comfortable place and the closest thing to call home. Her day was spent, lounging within a tree and relaxing until the sun slowly set over the horizon. She watched it as it went down.\n\nUntil...\n\nFootsteps? Her ears perked up, her bright yellow eyes looking at the floor below. A tall Male, much different to the first one she met, walked beneath her tree. She watched as he made his way off forward, but she wouldn't let him go too far. She raised her one hand, allowing it to glow a little bit in its fiery red and orange colors. As it became bright and encased her whole body, she fell backwards, off the branch and into a pile of bushes, landing with an audible thud. As she landed, she had turned into her Lesser form. An arctic fox with her summer coat.*" }, { "author": "lunarverna", "message": "*Just as his hand was about to scratch his head, covered by a hood and what looked to be a metallic mask, Kondor turns his head in surprise to the sudden noise behind him. What could this be, he wondered. His steps almost as loud as the sound of his knuckles cracking, he approached the bushes in which she had fell, and pushed them aside with obvious ease. Only to see... He didn't know. Never in his life had he seen such a creature. And so, he stared at it through the minuscule gaps in his mask, before crouching down and reaching his long arms out to pet it. But perhaps he should be careful not to hurt it. After all, even the people here were so fragile...*" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*The fox yipped happily and bounded out from the bushes, quickly running around his ankles before sitting quite smartly behind him. Her brown coat shimmered under what was left of the sunlight and her eerily supernatural eyes stared at him, in his own eyes, almost as intelligent as a Macen or even an Elf. The tail of the fox swayed side to side, eager to be around someone new.*" }, { "author": "lunarverna", "message": "*Intrigued, and to say the truth, thinking more like a small animal than the fox probably was, Kondor turned on his heel, facing the fox once more. Seeing such a cute looking animal, he couldn't help but smile, and thought that in a forest like this, it wouldn't matter if he took off his hood. And so he did, revealing two red horns protruding from his metallic mask, which turned out to be a full helmet. One was around 15 centimetres long, or about six inches, but the other had been shattered at half of its length. He simply squatted there, tilting his head from side to side and looking at the little thing.*" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*The eyes of the fox darted from one horn to the other, mentally taking note of it. She wondered whatever could have happened to the horn, and whether or not it hurt. Regardless, the Fox's eyes then darted to his overall appearance, getting up and making one circle around him, just to see him at all different angles. Once in front of him again, she sat down and seemed to copy his head tilted, going in pretty much the same direction as his own head.\n\nShe enjoyed being in this lesser form. She can get up close and personal.*" }, { "author": "lunarverna", "message": "*After a long enough while of staring and admiring this new and cute creature, Kondor reached his... Enormous hand out to pet it. He only wanted to pet her head, but his hand was large enough to hold her in the shape of a ball, so he had to keep it to just two fingers. He brought his hand down and touched on her head, rubbing back and forth in a little headpat.*" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*She happily folded her ears back and swayed her tail side to side in response to the head pats. She released a little whining noise in response as well, clearly happy with the head pat. She then retracted her head, thinking for a moment in whether the being was hungry or not. She looked up to the tree behind him and began to yip at it, almost as though she was bringing his attention to the spikey pears that hung from the tree.*" }, { "author": "lunarverna", "message": "*This was probably not the best way of bringing it to his attention though, considering the fact that his brain was about as large as those very pears, but it sufficed. He turned around, and with his long arms reached up and picked one of the pears. With the sweet scent of it now entering his nose, and likely hers as well, he noted in his head that this was likely good to eat. Something for the future, in case it's needed. His palm was open, and he presented the pear to her.*" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*With her muzzle, she gently nudged the pear closer to him in his hand, as though offering it back to him. She then retracted her head back, her chest puffing up as though she was proud to have offered him some tasty food from this forest! That is... If he got the hint.*" }, { "author": "lunarverna", "message": "*Rather helpfully, he did get it. With his gargantuan digits holding the fruit, he worked a bit hard to get the mouth piece of the mask off, before biting down into the fruit. As the delicious taste filled his mouth, he chuckled and smiled at the little animal, before finally speaking.*\n\"Good small thing. Very cute.\" \n*Of course, he didn't speak well, and on top of that, he didn't know what a fox was...*" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*The fox tilted her head to the side and... Almost smiled. In fact, she did smile, she smiled with her little sharp canines showing.\n\n**\"Yeah, I know I'm cute.\"** She spoke out loud to him, actually moving her lips and speaking.*" }, { "author": "lunarverna", "message": "*Though a little jump was of course due, Kondor's weight dragged him back down to the ground.* \n\"Speak? Oh no, I worse at that!\"" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*The fox made a confused face, as though not expecting for him to hear her. But she was a playful trickster. She was winding him up.\n\n**\"Wha- you can hear me?\"** She asked and stood up on her four paws. **\"That's impossible... No one has heard me in all the years I've lived here. But you can? This... This only means one thing.\"***" }, { "author": "lunarverna", "message": "*And oh boy was he falling. Even though this sort of a prank should be immediately obvious to a normal person, to him, it just made his eyes light up almost like a child's.* \n\n**\"What? What you say? What it mean?\"**" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*The eyes of the fox looked down for a moment then back up at him, all dramatic like.\n\n**\"It means...\"**\n\nA sudden grin formed on the Fox's face. Her form slowly begun to glow bright, the color of the glow being red and orange, much like fire. Her form shifted, becoming bigger and bigger until the glow faded. There sat what seemed to be a human, but... She was not pale. Her skin was dark, and her hair was long, silky and black. Adorned her head were a pair of fox-like ears, perked up in alert. She wore clothes- thank goodness- but lacked any shoes. Beside her right leg was a long, fluffy, brown tail with a white tip.\n\n**\"It means you found a kitsune!\"** She exclaimed, followed by a giggle.*" }, { "author": "lunarverna", "message": "*His eyes, noticeable to be of a deep crimson tone, widen in surprise. He had absolutely no idea what that meant, but oh boy what flavour! He fumbles his way backwards, tripping on the bushes and almost falling, before looking down at the tiny woman. Once more he had returned to his previous state of tilting his head, though now his voice was clearly heard to be gasping in awe. Then, the unexpected bit. He reaches out his hand, and now pats her with the full size of it. A perfect fit.* \n\n**\"I no understand what that mean, but you still very cute. And small. Why everything small here?\"** *As he finished that sentence, he shook his head and began to ruffle her head.*" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*Her ears splayed to the sides to allow more room for his hand. She couldnt help but giggle at her amazing prank, regardless of whether or not he took it as a joke. She then looked up at him.\n\n**\"A kitsune! That's what I am!\"** She said to him. **\"I can turn my form into a fox or I can look like this. Most kitsunes can do it!\"** She tilted her own head to the side.\n\n**\"And you? What are you exactly? And how did your horn get broken off?\"** She gasped. **\"Did someone cut it off?\"***" }, { "author": "lunarverna", "message": "*After the explanation, it seemed like he understood a bit better. The animal was a fox, and the person is a Kitsune, because they can turn into a fox! Genius! Towards this, he laughs softly at the lady. However, the mention of his horn brought up a bit of a sensitive subject, and while he didn't stop petting her, he did slow down.* \n\n**\"That is... Touchy memory. I no like it. Please, no speak of it. Little me was angry, and others use little me. No matter now. I strong now. I forget that.\"** *The subject was less touchy and more violent. He didn't like to recall it, as after his mentor helped raise him, he realised that what had been done to him, even if it was a tribal instinct of survival of the fittest, was wrong. As such, his morals led him to hurt when he remembered the abuse he sustained at a younger age.*" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*The trickster got the hint. Her own ears lowered a little bit as he explained, feeling somewhat sorry that she touched on it. She nodded in understanding.\n\n**\"I'm sorry for bringing it up.\"** She apologized before bringing up the next topic. **\"Why are you in the forest? Are you going somewhere? Doing something? It's getting dark quickly, do you want me to walk with you?\"***" }, { "author": "lunarverna", "message": "*He shook his head, indicating it was fine. Even though the subject hurt, it wasn't too bad, and he could forgive her without any grudge.* \n\n**\"I wander. Name is Kondor. Like big bird. I travel and see world and it's beauty. Today, I find something very good. And pretty.\"**" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "***\"Kondor... Like the bird. I like it!\"** She grinned and introduced herself too. **\"My name is Bluebell! Like the flower!\"**\n\nShe then tilted her head to the other side curiously.\n**\"Oohh, what did you find that was very good and pretty? Was it... Lovely food? Delicious food? Maybe a pretty flower?\"***" }, { "author": "lunarverna", "message": "*Once more laughing at the tiny person's reactions, he squats down, to reach her height. Once at the same level as her, he speaks.* **\"I found a pretty flower called Bluebell. And it is small and cute, and I like to walk with people.\"**" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*She was most certainly taken aback, her ears folding back as a bright pinkness came across her dark cheeks. She stared at him with her surprised gaze before giving a slight, nervous chuckle. \n\n**\"Haha, you lug!\"** She spoke nervously through her giggle, turning her head and giving a slight cough to clear her throat. She then looked back at him. **\"Thanks for that, I'm glad I could make your day somehow.\"***" }, { "author": "lunarverna", "message": "*Not quite aware that what he had said had that much meaning, he nods, and places the mouth piece back over his face.* **\"It is good. Where we go now?\"** *He looks around the forest. Initially, he had planned to walk as much as he could before setting down and making a small camp.*" } ]

[ { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*She giggled and followed alongside the man.\n\n**\"Soo, Kondor. Where do you come from originally?\"** She asked with a smile. **\"With someone named after the bird, surely you're from a background of people who are down to Earth, traditionally. What brought you to where you are now?\"***" }, { "author": "lunarverna", "message": "*Leaving large tracks behind and moving aside shrubbery in his way, Kondor looks back at her to reply.*\n\n**\"I, uhh... I from Northern Glees. Red Oni tribe. I no liked it there, so master take me here. He go his own way, but I decide adventure.\"**" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*Bluebell hummed in thought as she walked beside him.\n\n**\"Hm. Sounds... Familiar to a degree.\"** She shrugged a bit. **\"I came from a royal family. But I removed the title of royalty. I didn't want it to be on my head, nor did I want to remember where I came from.\"***" }, { "author": "lunarverna", "message": "**\"Royal? Sound important! But if you forget, no use trying remember.\"**\n\n*Kondor fiddles with the blades on his arms, trying to think of something else to say.*\n\n**\"Hey, you help me learn speak?\"**" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "***\"I was pretty important! I was a princess, but damn, I prefer this comfortable life.\"**\n\nShe hopped up into a tree, to which she landed on the ground and looked at him.\n\n**\"Me? Teach you how to speak? Sure!\"** She exclaimed with her tail swaying. **\"I had the nuns teach me the right ways.\"***" }, { "author": "lunarverna", "message": "**\"Thank you. Always annoying with people, tch, expect me to know everything! Then they think I dumb! Well, thank you. Yes?\"** *He looks down at her, looking a bit frustrated about the past experiences he's had with other people, but smiles to her for accepting.*" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*She giggled faintly and patted his bicep.\n\n**\"That's okay, big guy! I don't mind taking you to the very basics. I'm pretty fluent in Common and Elven! But, uh, it's best to take everything bit by bit when learning common language. Do you know any other languages?\"***" } ]

[ { "author": "lunarverna", "message": "*He turns his head upwards, scratching the top of it with the blunt side of his arm blades.* \n**\"Only Common. Never learn any other. Huh, guess I am dumb. It do not matter much. Long as I can talk and understand. Most problem solved with being strong like bull.\"**" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*She gasped and patted his head.\n\n**\"You're not done! I just had a bit more of an advantage and was given the languages earlier in my life. Doesn't mean you're dumb, you're just inexperienced!\"** She smiled. \n\n**\"Can I sit on your shoulders, please? You seem tall and I wanna be that tall!\"***" }, { "author": "lunarverna", "message": "*He laughs at her response, and seems happy enough to let her climb on him. He hadn't really ever had anyone sit on top of him, but it didn't seem that bad.*\n\n**\"Go ahead. No problem with that, I not get tired quick, and long journeys are better with friend.\"**\n\n*He crouched down and patted his shoulder with a* Thump *, and nodded towards her.*" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*She hopped up onto his shoulders and sat with each leg straddled over each shoulder. She sat comfortably with her head on top of his.\n\n**\"Ooh, this is great.\"** She smiled and then giggled. **\"Am I heavy?\"***" }, { "author": "lunarverna", "message": "*He chuckled, looking up at her face while patting her by reaching up.*\n\n**\"No, no, you light like a feather! Move all you want, I no lose any balance!\"** \n\n*Kondor began to walk forwards to Wakazu, the place she had pointed to before. Usually, he wouldn't just go to a town without a reason for it, as it was difficult enough to just talk to people, but with Bluebell there, that would no longer be a problem.*" }, { "author": ".sneezyanus.", "message": "*She was quite happy to be walking with her new travel buddy. Her ears splayed to the sides as they wandered towards Wakazu.\n\nNow, Bluebell wouldn't go into the town relatively easily. She was known there and did not want to be known there. She'd usually have to turn into her lesser form, but with this big brute of a man, she seemed okay with it. She looked to the sky, noticing how the tree density was decreasing as they moved.\n\n**\"We're close to the edge of the forest. Shouldn't be too long now.\"***" }, { "author": "lunarverna", "message": "*He looked sideways, at the shrubbery and green that was now becoming less dense, and then forwards again as the began to step out of the forest. As the light became increasingly more intense, he would sometimes place his hands in front of his eyes to lessen the burden on his vision and allow him to adjust more easily, and he grunted as they came out of the area and into .*\n\n**\"Yes. We enjoy it, yes?\"**" } ]

[ { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "***-Inichi has arrived there with Alexi, probably being very far away, couple hours of walk as wood-elves-forest was not a close place to Salvain, she was glad that it was a safe place, letting away of Alexi's hand, she has decided to put the blanket she had on the ground to make a place for Alexi to sit down, while she decided that she would've tried to get something to eat for him, if he didnt eat anythig, Being worried for Alexi she kept watching him, waiting for any reaction of his, thinking of anything to do herself to help out onto his wound, she had no bandages with her-**\nUh... Oh.. What... What do I do about your leg.. I.. Uh.. Don't know.. I.. Can... Use my healing touch.. It should help out.. O... Kay?.." }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"It's not my leg thats wounded, there is just a small wound above the left side of my hip. Also don't worry about healing it, I already bandaged it\"\n*Alexi took a seat on the blanket and slid off his pack, the thing that held almost all of his supplies. He had enough food to last the both of them a little while... Though it wouldn't be to tasteful seeing as the food was preserved in salt. That mattered not now though, he needed to rest and thats what he planned on doing after their decent trek to where they are now. He did have one thing to ask of Inichi, and that was for her to take a few breaths and calm down a little bit*\n\"Also please conserve your mana, and please dont worry about me too much, I'll be okay and I can promise you that\"" }, { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "***-Inichi has thought that Alexi wasn't really healthy, making her want to help Alexi out in that situation, tough hearing out Alexi, she decided to not do so, believing him, she sat down on the ground thinking what she should do.. She was not really understanding why Kibaru would've attacked Alexi, tough she did loose her trust into him, looking around, she notices that she was not in such place before as trees seemed different, due that she knew Alexi is a cartograph, she decided to ask him-**\nAlexi.. Where are we..?" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "*That question was the same that Alexi had been internally asking himself, he hadn't been to a region like this before if he was to be honest so this was all new to him. He wasn't worried though as he was quite used to getting lost, it was his job in a way, finding out his way to civilization was what helped him make maps quite a bit easiaer in his opinion. He knew that this wouldn't soothe Inichi's nerves though so he had to be a bit careful with his answer, especially when he didn't want her to worry too much*\n\"Hmm... I can't say that I am too sure, this region is a bit foreign to me... That isnt a worry though, we'll find our way to an inn soon\"" }, { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "***-Inichi has been worried, which suprised Inichi, that Alexi did not know anything about this region aswell, tough she knew his skills as a cartographer, beliveing that Inichi and him could have been in a good place, where it would be safe, Afterall Alexi was not a stupid person, and he was very collected, unlike her as she was getting frustrated easily due to her being usually a scared person, due to that, she decided to think a little, as she did not know what to do due to them not knowing where are they, tough trying to think of anything.-**\nOh.. Uh.. If you want we can hunt for something.. Or fight any places that could help you figure out where we are.." }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"We can worry about those things a bit later from now, I have enough supplies to last us a good two days or so.\" \n*Alexi really thought that it was best that they rest and collect themselves, it wasn't best if they tried to find their way back all panicky and such... That could get them even more lost. With this being his mindset, Alexi wanted Inichi to at least try and calm down a little as being frantic wasn't the best way to figureout where they were... He had learned that lesson a bit too well in the past. As to how he was going to calm Inichi... He didn't know how he was going to do so, he basically had to wing this all*\n\"How about we focus on what we need at this very moment. With that being said, do you need anything?\"" }, { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "***-Inichi would've been siting still, as she was thinking.. She heard Alexi, noticing him not showing any signs of pain, at least for now, she thought about what would they do now, as the situation was not bad, tough they needed to probably find something to eat, she didnt need much at the current moment, turning to Alexi she would speak up, wanting to give him the right answer Inichi thought will be, she has scratched her arm-**\nI'm alright.. But do you need anything?" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"I'm a little hungry but I can solve that easily\" \n*To solve his hunger, Alexi grabbed and reached into his bag, rooting around for a small pouch of salted meat that he had. He eventually found the pouch and pulled it out of his bag, pulling it open soon after to eat a bit of it's contents. He knew that he would need some water after eating the food but he had a canteen filled up enough to solve that problem for a little* \n\"If you need anything though, just say so\"" }, { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "***-Inichi was not hungry, most likely she was unsure what to do, tough after hearing out Alexi, asking her if she needed anything she nodded no, standing up, looking around, as then simply sitting down once again, Inichi tried looking around in case she knew any places around, tough all she saw is more trees in distance, Unknown about anything about this forest she decided that it's for the best to wait for Alexi to figure out anything, glancing at him she spoke up-**\nAlexi, could you figure out where are we soon..?" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"I'll try to... I have very little to go off of here\"\n*Alexi knew full well that the best way for them to find out where they were was to get up and walk to try and find a town or village of sorts. Other than that, Alexi couldn't jsut read the trees to figure out where in the world he was... He made maps so others wont get lost, to make those maps he had to go to places that even he didn't know. Now, finding civilization could take hours to even days depending on where they were, either didn't matter to Alexi though as he had done this sort of thing many times in the past before*\n\"Our first step should be to try and find some sort of path or road, those usually lead to towns and villages.\"" }, { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "***-Inichi has stood up once again after sitting down, due to listening to Alexi, waiting for him to get up, as then she would try to go on and find a road, they have been only inside the forest the whole time now, at least safe, she thought about going further, most likely to find a village she thought, as if she found a village, Inichi would not be capable of going into it as she would be unsure if it was safe, even so, she trusted that Alexi will know what to do-**\nOkay Alexi.. Uh, let's go.. I'll be going this way, catch up when you're ready..\n**-after that, Inichi started to walking towards the further lands of said forest, in hope to find any roads or paths, or a village.-**" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "*Seeing as Inichi was ready to just get going, Alexi had to quickly collect and pack everything into his bag before he lost sight of the girl... He'd rather they not get separated within the forest as that could mean pretty bad consequences for either of them. When he did have everything collected, Alexi quickly caught up with Inichi and walked with her in the direction she chose to go. He also kept his eyes open for any signs of a road and his ears open for any strange sounds near them, he'd rather not allow a wild animal sneak up on them* \n\"Well aren't you one to just get up and roll\"" }, { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "***-Inichi has continued walking slower, to not be too quick and to let Alexi catch up, she kept up the same speed as Alexi, after Alexi has caught up, Inichi was rather calm at the moment as nothing much was happening, She was keeping to go into single direction, not to get off track she wanted to go, watching the forest, she noticed a path at last, calling Alexi to see, she pointed in front of them-**\nLook, Alexi, a path.. Should we go by the path, we might find something." }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"Yeah lets follow it and see where it goes\"\n*Alexi had no problem with seeing how far this path stretched because at least it would lead them somewhere, and somewhere was definitely better than nowhere in his eyes. He did have to wonder what was at the end of the path, maybe it was a village or maybe it was a full on city, Alexi just didn't know and that was what excited him. He had to be sure not to get to excited as he didn't want to do anything that would make his wound worse than it already was, this left him at a walking pace speed most of the time now.*\n\"I do hope its a town of sorts though\"" }, { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "***-Upon continued path, Inichi and Alexi have encountered the end of it, which was still inside of the forest, tough, there were some houses, seemingly it was a village inside of the forest, also the trees were bigger, with houses on the trees also, Upon the gaze of that Inichi backed up, as she was not sure what would happen if they met Macens, Looking at Alexi, she waited for any comment of his-**" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"Well it looks like we found some sort of settlement, it doesn't look Macen though...\"\n*Alexi was oddly facinated by the odd village that they had stumbled upon, he knew it wasn't macen due to the houses in the trees... That was obvious. What kind of people lived in this village was still unknown to him though so he really wanted to ask around, so as curiosity got the best of him he started walking towards the settlement as he looked for someone that may have relevent information on where they were*" }, { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "Uh..? O.. Uh.. Right, I'm comming..\n***-Inichi didnt expect Alexi to go into the village so casually, even if she was unsure about it, Alexi walked in without any casualties, she has decided to follow him, with a quick step, she caught up to him as she spoke to him, slightly raising her voice so Alexi knew she was comming after him, quickly noticing some people around, Inichi wasn't sure what to do, tough they did not look like Macens.-**" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "*Alexi was happy to hear Inichi following after him, but he also needed to figure out where they were. What he knew so far was in a forest village with large tree houses made of the same wood as the trees... He had heard of a place like this before but he had doubted its existance so long ago, but he was sure of what this place is and that gave him a very general idea on where they were. From his knowledge, elves lived in this area which was evident by the building style, with this knowledge he could presume the fact that they are not in Salvainia anymore but instead near Silnaria. He hadn't ever been here before, nor had he any maps of the place, but he had seen the region on a few world maps at taverns he had vistend before. All in all, Alexi was quite happy about figuring this out*\n\"I... Think I have a rough idea on where we are\"" }, { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "***-As they continued walking, Inichi has been trying to figure out where they were also, tough she had no idea, nothing in mind, most likely she was unaware of the surroundings and the overall place withn the forest and the village, unexpected, she has heard Alexi speak, as if Alexi knew the place? Or at least had any idea of it? Very suprised, she turned to alex, immediatly speaking out as she had no idea about any Silnaria around, asking him, she spoke up with a rather suprised, tough as always quiet voice-**\nYou have an idea? Tell me, Alexi, where are we then?" } ]

[ { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"I think we may be in one of the Silnarias... Probably south because I've only heard of a place like this being in this region\"\n*Now, Alexi wasn't dead on sure of this but he did have enough evidence to believe that they were in South Silnaria and definitely not the north. Now, Alexi may not have been to this region before, but he did know that it was west of Salviania so if they wanted to get back there they would want to travel east. Or they could stay in this region, he didn't mind either or*\n\"We could head east to Salvainia or we could stay in this region, it's all up to you\"" }, { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "***-Inichi has been wondering where they are until Alexi has told her where they may be, listening to him, she was understanding of what are regions, even tough there was no evidence, she was sure herself that it is Silnarias, due to her trust in his words, tough she wanted to stay, Inichi has been given a decision, tough understanding Alexi she did not want to be there for too long, deciding on her answer she would've spoke up.-**\nLet's stay here for a while Alexi.. And then we could go to that.. Uh, east, right? Then let's stay here for couple days so you could maybe make a map.. That'd be fortunate for you.." }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"Okay we can stay in this region for a bit and then head east back to Salvainia, sounds like a plan to me\"\n*Alexi wasn't too sure on if he was going to make a map on this region quite yet, he still had to finish the one on Salvainia after all. This didn't mean he wouldn't take down notes though, he planned on doing that no matter where he ended up in all honesty as it helped him remember where he was and how he was to make his maps* \n\"And what's fortunate for me doesn't matter as much as our own safety, the maps can come later. I think we should try and find our way towards the capital is we are in South Silnaria\"" }, { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "Right... Alexi, how's your.. Wound?\n***-Inichi would look at Alexi's wound as she was rather worried about it, even tough it was not bleeding really much, she still felt like healing the wound would be the best for Alexi, due to her own thinking, and being overworried, she then has decided to start to try and talk to someone, tough she was a bit anxious about interacting with any people, turning to Alexi. \nInichi would've grabbed his arm, pulling it, as she wanted to ask him to try and interact with anybody-**\nUh... Alexi, could you.. Speak to anybody.. I'm scared they'd be scared if I came up to someone and tried speaking.." }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"Yeah I can try... And my wound is fine as is so please don't worry too much about it\"\n*With the task of talking to others on hand, Alexi made his way over to one of the inhabitants of the village just to ask for directions* \n\"Hey... We are in south silnaria right? Can you point us to the capital?\"\n*The person, whom looked like a wood elf, nodded at Alexi's first question and pointed at a wide path leading away from the village, it was the one to the capital evidently. After getting this information, Alexi returned to Inichi*\n\"We just have to follow that path over there to get to the capital, I think the inns there should be okay\"" }, { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "***-Inichi, most likely waiting for Alexi as Alexi has went to talk to some elf, she has been continuing to inspect the huts over on the trees, and overall scenary of the village of the elfes, after Alexi has had came back, she would've stopped viewing the scenary, focusing her view on Alexi, as alexi approached her, she would've listened to the words Alexi has spoken, then, as she heard out his sentence, Inichi nodded, as she spoke up herself.**\nOh... Uh.. Alright, let's go.." }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"Okay... Are you in a hurry to get somewhere though?\"\n*Alexi had noticed how Inichi seemed to rush everything, they had time to actually do stuff but she seemed to just want to get going. This was why he asked this question, it was sorta worrying behavior but it wasn't something that he was going to dwell much on after his question was answered, they did have to get going soon*" } ]

[ { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "No, no.. I am simply ashamed of walking in villages so... Casually.. I suppose that I am not used to..\n***-Inichi would have been looking at the ground, being not really used to being inside of villages, and walking around casually, she simply felt shame, she was also confused about where would they get food and anything to drink, as most of the buildings were on the trees, she noticed somewhat of stairs going up to all the connections on the trees, pointing there, she would have spoken up once again, to inform Alexi-**\nLook, Alexi." }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"Don't be ashamed, we are only passing through so I doubt they mind\"\n*Alexi continued casually walking on down the path and through the small village, his target was the capital of south Silnaria, Wakazu if he wasn't mistaken. It may be a bit of a long walk there but it wasn't anything for he or Inichi to fret about. He knew that he was doing after all. When Inichi has pointed something out and told him to look, Alexi did though he wasn't too sure on what he was supposed to be looking at*\n\"Hm?\"" }, { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "The stairs... They lead to theese buildings on the trees, right..?\n***-Inichi has been once again confused as why Alexi did not notice the stairs, even tough, she decided to answer him, giving the answer she thought about checkingnthe place, tough since she did not want to push anything, she has decided to not speak much of going anywhere-**\nSo.. Where do we go next?" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"My best guess is that we just follow this path, it should lead us to Wakazu\"\n*Alexi sounded just as calm as ever, he had not a reason to fret after all. They may have been short on supplies, but they had nature's bounty all around them, they could easily forage for food or hunt or anything like that if their little trip got dire. He did wonder how long it would take for them to arrive at their destination though, maybe it would take a day or even two. He wasn't sure but Alexi once again didn't care for he had all the time in the world*\n\"I can't say I know how long it will take though\"" }, { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "*-Inichi has been a bit dissapointed that she had no chance to walk and check out the buildings, tough she did not express it, due to being a polite person, continuing, they had supposedly walked out of the village, maybe so, tough after so, Inichi would have started getting hungry, as her stomach would seem to make a low sound, turning her head to Alexi. \nShe would try to see if he noticed her being hungry, even so she spoke herself-\nAlexi... Uh... I'm hungry.." }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"I have some salted jerky if you want some, it should hold you over for a bit\"\n*Alexi said this as he pulled off his pack, retrieving the pouch of meat that he had been eating earlier. He had also pulled out his canteen just incase that was needed as well. He then held the two items out to Inichi and waited for her to grab them, he didn't want her starving after all*\n\"Eat as much as you want, you'll need the energy\"" }, { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "***-Inichi has been quite glad about Alexi offering her the jerky, afterwards as she saw him pull out the canteen, She did want that too, firstly, she has taken the salted jerky, eating it, she has ate it up rather quick, a short moment after she finished the jerky, Inichi has taken the canteen, drinking some water to swallow better, giving Alexi back the canteen, she sighed with relief, a bit unsure, she would smile slightly towards him-**\nThank you for the food Alexi.." }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"It's not a problem Inichi\"\n*Alexi saw not a single problem with Inichi finishing off the food, she was hungry after all. What he did know was that they would soon need to restock eventually, which was also not a problem because alexi knew that he still had a decent bit of money saved up. All in all, Alexi was decently well off for his line of work, he just needed to get to Wakazu to start a map anew*" } ]

[ { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "Hmm..\n***-Inichi has been wondering why was Alexi not making a map of this region yet, with only in mind that Alexi possibly had such a good memory to remember the places perfectly after seeing them, not wanting to ask him, Inichi focused on the path they were going, continuing on the path she wondered when they would arrive to the required place Alexi was leading to, looking at the sky, then at the trees, out of boredroom so and so, she continued walking-**" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "*Alexi didn't have a stellar memory, he had one good enough for his line of work but he definitely couldn't remember all of his experiences. He also had a hard time remembering places that he had never been to... Due to obvious reasons of course. Alexi hadn't ever been to south Silnaria, making this place extremely unknown to him. He also had another map that he needed to finish before he moved on to making on of this region, so he decided on waiting a bit to do that. He also continued to follow this path, taking in all the sights as he did so*" }, { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "Are we... Getting anywhere.. Or um, are you unsure where to go too?\n***-Inochi has been unsure of the route, only beliwvong on the path that has been taking them somewhere as they kept walking, continuing the path by said route, about theese continuing minutes she was watching alot of surroindings, as less or more time has been passing she didnt seem to know if they were close to leaving the forest -**" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"Don't be so quick to doubt this path Inichi, not every place is super close together... It just may take some time to get there.\"\n*Alexi guesses that it could be a minimum of a day that they would be walking, he had been on paths like this many times before and the fact that it was worn down so much from use reinforced the fact that it was the right one to Wakazu. He had no problem with walking it as he had done similar things many times before, he knew his stuff after all. He did know that the end of the forest was coming up though as the amount of light hitting them started to steadily increasing right up until they hit the edge of the forest and entered a set of treeless plains. This was definitely a good sign for Alexi so he continued walking on, slowly but surely getting lost in his own thoughts*" }, { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "Oh... Uh..\n***-Inichi has been continuing to walk, for some time now, being rather negative about the forest, tough it was unusual, she was not usually wanting to go somewhere, rather, she usually preffered to stay at one place, making her a bit unpatient at such situation, as they walked onto the plain lands, she felt a bit reliefed, looking around, she saw as it was pretty bright, which was a bit enthusiastic for her, thinking about the brightnes, for some reason as she was not really seeing bright days due to her staying in forests many times-**" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"Anyways, how are you holding up?\"\n*Alexi wanted to make sure that Inichi was doing okay, he didn't want her feeling ill or anything like that now that they were traveling and all. He also didn't want her to be hungry or thirsty or anything of that sort as well, those kinds of things were just problems that he would rather not want to deal with, but he would if needed.*" }, { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "Oh, uh... I'm pretty good today.. I also am not hungry nor thirsty, I feel nice.. And, how are you?..\n***-Inichi has been rather better than usual as she was rested well, ate and drunk as well as she has not been alone for anytime, either way, she was cuorious about how Alexi was doing, she has been cuorious herself, asking him right after she answered, which she would not have asked much people due to not trusting others-**" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"I'm doing pretty good, nothing much to really complain about here\"\n*Alexi was also doing quite well, seeing as he had satisfied all his needs a bit earlier. He had also noticed that his wound was started to heal up a bit so that was also a good sign. For now though it seemed like they were just one merry party, which drew a chuckle from him as he hadn't been in a well off partnership in quite a bit*\n\"I got to say, this is the first time I've traveled with someone else in quite a long time\"" }, { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "I see.. That's nice, where were we going to again..?\n***-Inichi, at the current moment has put her hand in the bag, she had taken out a knife, simply inspecting it, holding the handle with her left and the blade with her right, she was simply looking at it, afterwards she has turned to Alexi, she has held the knife with her left hand, while her right arm was up at level of height near the knife -**\nAlexi, also... Uh, while Ive met before two people.. They taught me some hand techniques, also I have learnt an ability then, so uh.. Could you look?\n**-After that, Inichis right arm has turned black, with the veins quite much seeming to be glowing blue, due to that, the mattern of her arm apperance looked like same as her colors of the horns, making the arm quite spiky too then-**\n[Mana - 20]\nWhat do you think?.." }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "*Alexi watched as Inichi's arm turned black with spikes forming all over it, he had no clue what it meant but he had to admit that it was a fairly intimidating to watch. He wished that he had abilities like hers, but he wasn't as fortunate nor as lucky... He only had one and he couldn't use it at the moment because he had eyes on himself. That didn't matter though, he gave a smile to Inichi as she showed off her ability. He had to give some positive support after all*\n\"Its a nice ability! What exactly does it do though?\"" }, { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "Oh... Uh... Right!.. I will explain right away..\n\nMy ability lets me change my skin to a material same as my horns.. Meaning my arm is bassicaly another horn.. But I can move my arm, hand, fingers.. Also due to my pale demon heritage, I have horns that are immune to electricity, meaning if I use this.. I can have good defense, also as immunity to electricity, like as well somewhat of an armor.. Uh.. If I use my nails, it is like... Uh.. Spikes I suppose, and I guess that it makes me good for fightning.. Tough I dont make much use of it... You know.. I am still sure Id loose.." }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "*Alexi listened as Inichi explained her ability to him, it was an interesting ability that boosted her defense and all which was neat... But he couldn't say that he liked the lack of optimisim that she had near the end of her explination, she could definitely win a fight with this ability solely by playing defensive, he just guessed that she would need to be taught how to fight defensiviely... Something Alexi couldn't do too well.*\n\"I'm sure that you can master use of the ability, you just need to learn how to use it right\"" }, { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "Everyone around is very strong.. Even if I have more natural strength than you maube.. You definetly have the knowledge and expirience.. Unlike me, I am unexpirienced and weak compared to most of people I meet.. I am not brave at all anyway.. I am horribly scared of getting hurt.. Which is my downfall..\n***-Inichi has been lookong at her arm, being a bit unsure of it, having worried expression as she talked, Inichi was not optimistic at all about her winning a foght, with her not being a brave person, she may have had some usefull abilities, Inichi did not appriciate them-**" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"Everyone is scared of getting hurt, but the way you use that fear is what matters. If you use that fear to avoid fighting, you may not win a fight when it really comes down to it. Now, if you use that fear to try and avoid attacks within battle, then you will be near untouchable\"\n*Alexi was taking a bit of a risk giving advice like this but he felt that it was sound enough to try and encourage Inichi in focusing and reinforcing her abilities a bit more, he did believe that she had the abilities to be strong if she truly wanted to be*" }, { "author": "ramiayana", "message": "***-Inichi has listened to Alexi.. Listened carefully.\nWhen Alexi has noticed on her fear being useable in different actions, she felt like it could be usefull, wanting to give an answer, she turned to Alexi, as she was quite suprised how smart such action could be she got quite optimistic, unnoticing that fear is not something she could really control on, she spoke up-**\nI see.. I could use it like that.. That is smart.." } ]

[ { "author": "sobesu", "message": "After a long day of helping her parents out back home, Lumi began to pack her bag so she could set out into the forest once again.\n\nShe grabbed a few snacks, jars for anything she wanted to bring back home, her harp, and her new little friend, her chinchilla. She still hasn't decided on a name for the little guy so she just called him Chinny as a temporary name. \n\nAfter awhile of walking into the forest she stopped at this tall tree. She glanced at Chinny and back at the tree. \n\n\"We climb.\" \n\nLumi began to levitate to give her boost and then started to climb from there. Once she made it to the top she stood quietly on one of the branches. She looked around at her surroundings. She put her stuff down and sat down. \n\nShe let out a loud scream followed up by sigh and leaned back so she was hanging by the tree with her legs. \n\n\n\"I wonder what I should do now..\" She mumbled." }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "~~Wait, you have a chinchilla xD~~\n\nAladri, or as her friends called her, Dri, also had a long day, but for entirely different reasons. It was the middle of the week and by this time she was feeling the pull of the weekend. In her clutches was a minute sackcloth that was capable of housing only the smallest of objects—and not too many. To Dri, this was a most holy object; anyone who thought to 'relieve' her of it would face the fierce wrath of her claws and some vile words that would make the Macen sailors blush.\n\nPerched in her tree, the contents of her sack had diminished over some time—it was the perk of her work from earlier in the day, and she was *Famished*. Her senses tickled so she turned her body at a practiced angle that was aided by both muscle memory and curiosity. Licking her lips and pulling them back over her teeth, she realized that she knew that scent. It was her friend Lumi, but there was something else there too, someone else. Without effort, she climbed higher and used the canopy as cover for her mischief.\n\nTrying to not a make sound, she glided through the trees where possible and crawled into her position for the surprise. Although it was the fairy that surprised her with her scream. Trying not to laugh, Dri latched a hand over her grin and waited a moment. The fae and what seemed like a rodent of some sort were now hanging upside down by the tree branch.\n\n\"Long day, Lumi?\" The wood elf's smile was wry and her voice dripped with sarcasm. \"You'll feel better after a mushroom,\" She said. In her hand, Dri waved her small sack, tempting the other girl to a little recreation.\n\n```Perks engaged: Hunter's Nose (200% Smell), Listener (200% Hearing), Silent (200% Harder to Hear)```" }, { "author": "sobesu", "message": "~~Yes xD~~\n\nAfter awhile passed, Lumi decided that she would spend her time coming up with a name for her chinchilla. \n\n\"Hm.. Chinny is a bit weird.. How about.. Acorn?\" \n\n\"No.\" Understanding Lumi, the chinchilla denied immediately.\n\n\"You're right.\" She replied. \n\nShe kept going down a list of names which were all rejected. She couldn't decide on one nor did he like any of them either. Lumi gave up for awhile and started to reminisce the day they met.\n\n*That day was literally the day before this one. Lumi did her daily stroll like always. Hanging from trees, dancing and singing while wandering all around the forest. When it was time to head back she noticed something happening not to far from her. She saw a bird preying on a chinchilla. Normally she wouldn't interrupt animals while they're hunting but she felt something when she laid eyes on that chinchilla.*\n\n*Is this love? She thought to herself. It must be. A beautiful creature right before my eyes, completely clueless about that starved bird behind him. Though I shouldn't interrupt the cycle of life, I must save him! Yes, perfect! I will save him and then he shall be mine! Today is the day I shall become a hero!* \n\n*Without hesitation she immediately ran towards the chinchilla and snatched him up before the bird could get a chance and ran home. When she arrived she looked at the little creature and said \"I love you\" And gave him something to eat. Though the little creature was confused and slightly frightened he couldn't deny the food that was placed before him.*\n\nStartled by the wood elf's sudden appearance, Lumi snapped back into reality and let out a loud scream. \n\n\"Ahhh!\"\n\nShe sat up and looked to see who it was. She recognized the elf immediately. \n\n\"Hi Dri!\" She said with a smile, pretending she didn't just let out an awful scream." }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "\"*Two* Screams,\" She said with a wry smile. \"You'd think I bit you or something.\" It sounded like a joke, and it half was. Only, Aladri did bite—both for fun and for survival.\n\nThe redhead climbed her way down to the lower branch where the fairy and her friend resided, making sure to give the animal an obvious once over with her seafoam colored irises. \"Hello there,\" She said kindly. She and her kin had the ability to speak with the forest animals, or *Any* Animal, really, so this was common practice. Hoping her voice would calm the animal, the elf softened her facial features. Aladri was partial to butterflies and things that *Moved*. Young things, like her. At only forty-four, she was the other girl's senior by four years, which to her was basically nothing.\n\n\"Did I catch you in thought, Lumi?\" Unsure whether or not her long-time friend would partake, she found a comfortable seat where her legs could swing back and forth with the energy of a child forced to play inside because of poor weather." } ]

[ { "author": "sobesu", "message": "Ignoring Dri's mention about her screaming, she grabbed her little friend and held him in front of Dri.\n\n\"Ah, yes. I was just remembering the time.. Uh.. This little guy and I met.\" \n\nThe chinchilla looked at Dri and was surprisingly calm and not frightened whatsoever. He hopped out of Lumi's hands and greeted Dri with a hello. \n\nLumi looked at the little guy and back at Dri.\n\n\"Isn't he cute?\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "Aladri offered the chinchilla all sorts of air kisses and chose to scratch the wee creature in all the right places. All the while asking her friend the question. \"What'd you name your new companion?\" Her voice was as light as a dove feather caught in the wind. \n\nAdmittedly, she wasn't the most attune to the fauna of the forest. Aladri was a farmer, and her specialty rested with the flora of the forest—specifically mushrooms. It wasn't uncommon for a conversation to broach upon the subject because if it wasn't that, it was a party of some sort. And *Everyone* Knew what a party at Aladri Qirran's house meant . . . You guessed it. Mushrooms." }, { "author": "sobesu", "message": "Lumi knew this question was bound to pop up. She didn't want to tell Dri his name was Chinny because she didn't like that name at all. She quickly went through a bunch of names in her head in hopes a good one would pop up. \n\n*Chilla. Chin. Chilly. Fluffy. Ashes. Acorn. Fluffball.. Charlie.. Buttons.. AHH NO! Wait.. Sunnie! Yes!*\n\nShe quickly blurted out the name Sunnie.\n\n\"His name is Sunnie!\" \n\nLumi liked anything that had to deal with light and rays of sunshine so Sunnie was the perfect name for her little companion." }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "Aladri narrowed her eyes if examining a criminal and paused that way for a moment before leaning in to the chinchilla. Without taking her eyes off the fairy, she asked the animal a question in a serious tone. \"What did she really want to name you?\" The seriousness of the question had been slightly debunked by the tips of her lips which were starting to rise.\n\n\"Chinny, huh? I thought so.\" The elf only raised a flat palm outstretched towards 'Sunnie' as if to show the jury a testimony proving her case. Raising a brow and altogether forgetting the grave tone she dramatized earlier, the redhead swung herself around the thick sequoia branch, mirroring the playground position of her friend. \"Sunnie is a much a better name,\" She said while stretching her arms out—careful not to drop her bag of goodies.\n\nAladri might have been short in height—not even reaching 163 centimeters—but up in the trees, that mattered little. Nothing was out of the girl's reach because of her ability to scale trees that would put a cat to shame." }, { "author": "sobesu", "message": "Lumi immediately looked down at Sunnie. Though she didn't say anything, Sunnie knew exactly what she was thinking by her facial expression. He thought it was quite humorous and said it once more before diving into her bag to eat her snacks. \"Chinny\".\n\nLumi looked at him and then back at Dri and let out a small sigh. There was no use in denying it. It was the only name she could think of back then. It could of been worse. Luckily for both of them though, it didn't end up permanent. She stood up on the sturdy branch and pointed to the sky and jokingly said:\n\n\"Ah, yes! Sunnie! The perfect name for a companion of mine. Remember it well! As it shall be the name who will fight beside the one and only Luminous and shine light on this dark world!\" She sat back down and looked around at her surroundings and stopped when her eyes landed on the mushroom enthusiast beside her. \n\n\"So what have you been up to?\" She asked." }, { "author": "OwO", "message": "🎉 **| sobe** Leveled up!\nℹ **|** Level up messages can be disabled for the guild with `owo level disabletext`" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "Despite the copious amounts of makeup she wore, today's fashion was a cobalt blue with gold glitter that stretched a wide arc from eye to eye, the wry look she gave the fairy could easily be interpreted. If it wasn't, the flick she gave the woman on her side and the biting of her own lip that fashioned into a smile followed by a giggle would give away the apparent humor. \"Of yes! Our dark, *Dark* World,\" She said while lowering voice into as much of a baritone as she could. \"Sunnie is a good name, but not for your reasons.\" Aladri stuck out her tongue for good measure. \n\nPlacing a finger to her chin, which for those short of memory was pointed upwards towards the tops of the trees and beyond that the sky, and tapped it in feigned thought. \"Oh all sorts of exciting things. I discovered this new patch... Don't look at me like that. Yes, mushrooms.\" Rolling her eyes, she continued her story list anyways. \"I also ventured as far the mountains. Someday, I want to go inside, but I'm not so suicidal as to go in myself. Not without some *Light* For our *Dark*, *Daaaaark* World.\" Her tone reverted to the low octave once more, and she made a bigger show of it with creepy hand gestures. Aladri would hold her gaze at the Lumi so she'd get the hint." }, { "author": "sobesu", "message": "Lumi had a big smile on her face. She quickly stood back up and put her hands on her hips. \n\n\"Hahaha! A new patch? Of course! I expect nothing less from this forest's mushroom enthusiast.\" She turned to face the wood elf and grinned. \n\nShe turned back around and picked Sunnie up from her bag and then faced the wood elf once again. \n\n\"The mountains, huh? Sounds like a wonderful adventure.. Though it seems to be impossible to explore without some light. Luckily for you, the brightest \"Lights\" Wouldn't mind shining their yellow glow into the dark, dark unknown. In fact.. They have been craving an adventure of some sort.\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "\"Professional,\" She corrected with a trouper's dignity. \"One does not *Play* With mushrooms.\" Dri too stood up from her youthful position. Below them was a good sum of feet, perhaps a couple of scores and a half of them. In the wilds scattered across Silnari and beyond, the air felt thinner this high in the air, but in Ombu, there was magic in the woodlands. Anyone with a thimble of arcane wherewithal could feel it; the wood-elves breathed it in through their lungs, allowing the charm of the trees to fuel their everyday lives. \n\nHowever, the mountains were something else entirely. They didn't belong to the elves in the same way as the forests in their valley did. The caverns were dwarf territory—not that the wood elves were at war with the dwarves, but it was akin to walking into someone else's house uninvited. It was something one just didn't do.\n\n\"An adventure worth remembering, I'm sure. Even *Retelling*,\" She said with confidence. Aladri was always getting into trouble, but the mountains were a big step from trouble. Grinning, she knew she could count on her long-time friend, Luminous, for a bout of fun. Even if that meant they could get into some serious trouble. \"Although, I'm not too good, as you well know, with the retelling of stories. It would be nice to have a bard follow us on his or her donkey. They always do ride the donkey in the stories, don't they?\"" }, { "author": "sobesu", "message": "Lumi doesn't know anything about the lands outside the forest. All her days were spent somewhere deep in forest or at home where she aided her parents in various tasks. \n\nShe would help tend the family garden when her parents were busy with other tasks. She wasn't as skilled as her friend Dri when it came to gardening, she did have some common knowledge about various plants, how to care for them and what they could be used for. She'd often picked fresh veggies and fruits that could be used for dinner and herbs for her mother's medicines. \n\nOverflowed with excitement, Lumi started to levitate over the tree branch. Exploring the mountains would be her first real adventure. \nAn adventure she always dreamed of going on. She loved the forest, it was a beautiful place, and a place she calls home; but satisfying her wanderlust was long overdue.\n\n\"Perhaps they do, though donkeys aren't really my thing. I prefer something a little more fast paced.\" She said with a big smile.\n\nShe placed Sunnie on top of her head and shouted:\n\n\"At last, a new land awaits our arrival! Let's sever the darkness with our barehands! Hahaha!\"" } ]

[ { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*Alexander, you once more find yourself in possession of a strange letter. It was the exact same type of letter you had received prior, requesting for your service in escorting a group a small group of herb gathers by early morning at Ethera Woods within the Silnaria borders. To say the least, it would be a long trek to get there, but you manage to make it in time.*\n\n*As you approach the outskirts of the woods, the first thing you would notice was that there were very few trees in sight. Perhaps to your dismay, instead of trees, there were rather plenty of large mushrooms exceeding more than 20 ft in height of various colors and shapes. Along the ground there would be an abundance of mushrooms as well. It would be easy to tell that this wasn't your average woods and frankly calling it woods seemed to be misnomer given the distinct lack of it.*\n\n*That being said, it was still still rather dark outside with only the feint outline of the sun providing streaks of light and such you didn't hear much wildlife except for perhaps the chirping of birds. However from the corner of your eye you suddenly notice a black squirrel staring at you. Now that by itself wouldn't be very odd, however its eyes possessed an odd amount of intelligence that you didn't see in mundane wild animals. It would then suddenly start to hop on over toward you, and perhaps to the surprise of Alexander, it would slowly transform into tall slender robed man with his face fully covered by a hood, revealing no facial features. The figure would clear his throat as he looked down on you.*\n\n\"Pleased you could make it Sir Alexander. I am an employee of the boss sent to inform you about your current escort job after hearing your wonderful work with the last one. As you can see, these woods primarily consist of mushrooms. The herb gathers gathered today are hired to collect Psilocybin. However we've received reports of violent plant life in the area. Can I trust you to handle their protection?\"" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "\"Yes, you may trust in me, I will protect them the best I can. Also, what kind of violent plant life are we talking about?\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "\"I hope the information doesn't deter you, but there has been reports of a parasitic fungi that leeches onto to the nearby trees, causing them to turn violent. However, if it was only the trees it would be easy enough to avoid given that Ethera woods primarily consists of shrooms. Thus the real issue is that there is seemingly a mutant strain that has started to infect the nearby large fungi of these woods as well, which is the primary concern. There are also the issue of the mycelium that grows beneath the surface to gain sentience and attempt to grab unsuspecting travelers and choke them out before fully enveloping and decomposing their bodies. So overall, this trek is likely to be dangerous. If it is any motivation however, if you could collect a sample of the mycelium and fungi, you will be rewarded an additional 4 gold in addition to the 6 gold being paid for your escort. Do you have any further questions?\" *The robed figure would ask*" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "\"Not at all for now.\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "\"Good, then I ask you to follow this path, About a 2 minute walk from here you will find the herb gathers and their wagon awaiting your arrival. When they return you shall receive your pay.\" *The robed figure would then turn around and in a similar fashion to how he arrived, he would start to slowly transform into a squirrel and climb up a nearby a tree, disappearing from sight*" } ]

[ { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*As he saw the person turned to the squirrel and disappear into the trees, he look at the pathway to the way of the wagon,\"Lets go then.\" He thought to himself. \n\nHe would turn to the pathway and proceed to walk to the pathway to the wagon. Alexander never fought plant life before, but that is not going to stop him*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*As Alexander walked down the path he would come across the wagon like mentioned. There 2 male macens hanging about the wagon, seemingly have a good time laughing about. In their hands would be various shrooms and their eyes were clearly disoriented. However, they would notice you approach and turn to you and smile goofily.*\n\n\"Hey there buddy ol' pal! You the one coming to protect us from while we get some shrooms? I got some on hand if you want!\" *And he would offer you a shroom*\n\n*The other would look at you also disoriented but visibly more upset.*\n\n\"Bro, you look scary with that mask, take if off. You ruining my vibe. None of us are sick. Well whatever, you ready to go? I'm ready to go. We're all ready to go!\"" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*As he arrived to the wagon, he would look at the shroom that the man is offering, he is somewhat curious of the shroom as its his first time to see this shroom. \"Sure.\" I would calmly take the shroom that the man offered. As he took it, he inspect the shroom, but while he was doing it, he turned to the man that said something about his mask, he give thoughts about it, why not take off my mask other than shield my identity. He would look at him and gave a nod. He would take off his plague mask, revealing his face. He would unslung his bag and put the mask in his bag and slung his bag on his back. With the crossbow on his hands he would speak calmly.*\n\n\"I am ready to go.\"\n\n*As he wait his response, he would look around, using his Hawkeye (lv.1) and Thermal vison (lv.1) ability.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*Turning on your senses, you would get a sharper view of the forest around you. However, plants didn't really have a significant thermal signature, but your thermal vision would at least reveal the few animals hiding in their burrows and whatnot. The group would then start to move down the path into the woods with towering shrooms. It was a very unusual sight, but seeing how this was elf territory, one could suspect that the denser mana allowed for the growth of such unusual plants. On the trek the male macen will be visibly more pleased to see that you have removed your mask and turn to you to start some small talk.*\n\n\"You looking good pal! Pal? I don't like pal. What' your name? I'm Jorge!\"\n\n*The other macen would laugh*\n\n\"No you're not! I'm Jorge, you're Tyson!\"\n\n*'Tyson' would then laugh*\n\n\"Oh yeah! Well close enough! Anyway I see one of them patches up ahead! Going to have to get off soon. Feel like we got distracted though... Oh yeah, I don't want to keep calling pal, pal. We're all buds here right! And you silly goose, you don't just hold onto the shroom, you bite into it! It's edible!\"\n\n*They would look at you expectantly for both your name and for you to eat the shroom*" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*After looking at the animals with his thermal vision, he turned off his thermal vision but kept the hawkeye ability active. Alexander would look at the 2 men, he is surprised that they are more sociable, he is fine with it either way. He would answer his question*\n\n\"My name is Alexander.\"\n\n*After he said his name, he would take half a bite of the shroom, casually chew on the half shroom in his mouth wondering the taste. As the group start to move, he would follow the group, having his crossbow and half the shroom on his hand. He would wait to finish the shroom in his mouth and would eat the other half of the shroom, chewing on it as he go along the path the group goes.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*They would smile and give you a thumbs up*\n\n\"Nice to meet you Alex! Enjoy the treat! We'll just be collecting them shrooms now!\"\n\n*With that Tyson and Jorge would hop off their cart and head toward a nearby patch of shrooms and start pulling them out. During this time Alexander would enjoy the flavor of the shroom and find that it hand a tingling sensation to it. However that tingly sensation would start to quickly spread and he would start to feel light-headed as his vision got blurry and disoriented. It was like there was a purple haze over everything infront of him and he would start to feel pretty giddy. He would hear the laughter of children but looking around he would see none. He would just see the friendly shrooms waving hi to him while enjoying a nice cup of tea.*\n\n\"What a beautiful day it is, right Alex?\" *A red mushroom would ask*\n\n*Looking around the red mushroom was right. It was a pretty beautiful day. The air was fresh and the sun had now risen high enough to brighten up the sky. The birds were more lively singing their heavenly tunes and the animals would be getting up to head off to work. You felt so alive, you felt amazing! Who knew the world was this great!*" } ]

[ { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*The workers seemed to be having a great time as you were looking at them. They were laughing so hard that tears were dripping from their eyes as nearby friendly roots tickle and tug away at them. Oh those mycelium roots, they are so silly! Oh look, not it seems the roots are trying to bury them in the dirt! That looks like fun doesn't it? The herb gathers seem to be calling out your name desperately between their laughter. Looks like they want you to join them in the fun!*" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*As he heard his name being called, he would approach the men and saw the roots. At first he is suspicious but he don't wanna show no threat, so he slung his crossbow and just in case, he slowly placed his right hand on the handle of his katana. Taking a look around as he get closer to the 2 men. He did remembered being warned of the roots of drowning men in the dirt or something like that and he always take precautions.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*As you approach the men you would you would see their faces turning pale. The mycelium roots seemed to be tickling their necks a bit too tight, preventing them from speaking anymore. But that's fine, right? The mycelium roots would turn to you and smile. The roots would come toward you and attempt to grab hold of your arms and legs. It seemed they were welcoming you in to join the tickling!*" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*As he realise them being pale, he would be cautious and would quickly put on his plague mask and placed his hood up and he immediately went for his throwing dagger on his right hand, he notice the roots getting closer to him and would immediately start shaking his feet, and would quickly rush to Tyson pulling on the root on his neck and start to cut the root on the neck of Tyson, though making sure he didn't accidentally made a cut on Tyson's neck. \"I knew this is freaking gonna happen, why am I this stupid.\" He though to himself, focusing on cutting the root.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*Thankfully Alex seemed to be faster than the roots so they couldn't grab and tickle him. The roots didn't seem to thick either, and thus you are able to easily cut the roots around Tyson's neck. Tyson would take a deep breath and look at you with gratefulness.*\n\n\"Oy, thanks Alex. Don't know why you didn't come earlier when we called for you. Were you a bit dazed? Well nevermind that, help Jorge! He's choking also!\"\n\n*Jorge would be desperately struggling against the roots but having his arm and legs tied up he could look at you desperately as the root around his neck gets tighter*" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*As he saw Jorge being choked and desperately struggling, he immediately went to him and start to cut the roots on his neck first, making sure he didn't accidentally cut Jorge's neck. As he done cutting the root, he proceed to cut the roots that are wrapped around Jorge's arms and legs with his throwing dagger. As he does, he looked behind him, seeing Tyson and make sure no roots is trying to attack him. He is being to focused to even have other thoughts on his mind other than cut the roots and save the workers.*" } ]

[ { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*Jorge would be freed from the roots and he would rush over to Tyson's side. They would be breathing heavily but otherwise look unharmed. They would at you and smile and offer a thumbs up*\n\n\"Thanks Alex! Really saved us there. We got the shrooms we need so let- watch out!\" \n\n*From behind you would catch a glimpse of something coming at you at terrifying speed. But that wasn't the only concern you had. The roots would be quickly moving toward you feet, trying to grab hold and 'tickle' you*" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*As he saw a glimpse of a figure charging at Alex as fast speed, he dropped his throwing dagger and would draw out his katana using both of his hands and would thrust the front tip of the katana at the figure that is coming at terrifying speed, but he didn't notice the roots, fortunately the plague doctor outfit thick cloth would prevent outer roots to tickle him, he wouldn't feel **Most** Of the tickle, but the roots can go in his boots but it will take time. As he hit the figure with his blade, he would yell*\n\n\"Grab my throwing dagger if the roots try to attack you again! I am busy with this thing!\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*Jorge would look to Tyson and they would nod in unison. Tyson would grab the dagger while Jorge safeguarded the shrooms already gathered.*\n\n*As for the figure swinging at Alexander, your katana would make contact with thick fleshy mushroom cap. It would seem to be one of the violet shrooms the robed figure was telling you about. As it was a plant it seemly felt no pain as your katana pierced it and instead continued to carry its momentum to slam you into the ground. The blow itself wasn't brutal, but was enough to knock the wind out of you as the mycelium roots on the ground grab a hold of your arms, legs, and neck in an attempt to 'tickle' you.*\n\n*Jorge would attempt to rush over to you to help but some more roots would appear and intercept his path, forcing him to deal with them first. Hopefully Alexander has some other trick up his sleeve to escape this sticky situation on his own*" } ]

[ { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*As he saw the 2 workers are doing fine, he would look at the ground to see any roots and he would immediately look forwards and stand firm with his katana ready, seemingly ready for a attack. If he had time, he would use his Fleet Foot ability to increase his movement speed, he had the feeling that that impact will be stronger and hope to evade the attack, if he manage to evade he would take another swing on the trunk, but the prevent to have his katana blade bent, he would make sure his katana wouldn't get stuck.*\n\n``` **Mana: 105/120** ```" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*Alexander would avoid the attack just in time with his Fleet of Foot, but would have to unfortunately leave his katana inside the shroom as it was stuck in there. Running forward he could grab hold of it again and push it deeper, making it 3/4 of the way through, but now the katana was going to be almost impossible to pull out now given how tightly wedged it was between the mushroom's flesh. Not only that, as he cut the half-way point of the shroom's trunk with his katana, he would notice a cloud of spores being released into the air. Perhaps Alex didn't have to worry to much about it thanks to his mask, but the spores seemed to be heading toward Tyson and Jorge as and they were too distracted by the roots to notice the spores coming their way*" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*As he tried to pull his katana off the flesh, he start to think theres no hope of getting his katana off,\nIf he can't get it out, why not continue cutting in the inside. As he hold his katana he would try to cut the trunk his katana like a saw, might not be more effective than swinging the katana but what choice he has. As he notice the clouds of spores, he doesn't concern thanks to his mask but he remembered something. Tyson and Jorge don't. He would turn his head to them and yell* \n\n\"Look out for the cloud spores!\"\n\n*He would look forwards to focus on the mushroom. Thoughts start to flood his mind. Who knows what are the effects of those cloud spores. His best hope is to kill the monster and get out of here.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*Tyson and Jorge would look up just in time to see the spores coming at them*\n\n\"Well holy molly?! What in the Arcane Gates is that?!\" *Jorge would yell*\n\n\"Don't think it matter if we know what it is, I think we got to get away from it!\" *Tyson would shout out while grabbing Jorge and drag him away from the spores just in time*\n\n\"Thanks for the heads up bud!\" *And they would both give you a thumbs up*\n\n*As for Alex's sawing method, as he had said, it wasn't an effective method as a katana wasn't meant for side to side cutting and clearly didn't have the proper grip for that either, but at least some progress would be made. He would be 7/8ths of the way there, but seeing how he had to stay in one place to saw the trunk, the roots on the ground would be able to wrap around his feet and with a strong tug, pull his feet in an attempt to trip him*" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*He knows that his sawing method doesn't work because katanas aren't made for it. But atleast, he tried. As he turned and would notice the same roots, he is more annoyed than scared\n\n \"God these things are annoying.\" \n\nHe would pull out 2 throwing knife from his pockets, 1 for each hand and as he grabbed on the root that is wrapped on his feet we would start to cut it as he is already enough with these roots. If he is able to be free, he could use the throwing daggers on his hand to cut the last bits of the trunk. Hoping he can finally kill this thing.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*The roots would tear apart rather easily with Alex's cutting knife as they weren't particularly strong, just annoying. However they would release some spores as you cut into them. Of course having your mask would render them ineffective so it was simply another annoying nuisance. From there using your knives to hack away at the last remain bits of the flesh of the shroom you would finally make it all the way through. The roots on the ground would suddenly stop moving as well as the tall shroom itself. It seems like you had finally slain it. Looking back you would see Jorge and Tyson breathing heavily and covered with sweat, but otherwise uninjured. They would look to you and grin*\n\n\"You finally dealt with that thing? Are we good to head back?\"" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*He would take a look at the monster's corpse, finally slain. He would pocketed his throwing knives as he grab his katana with both hands and removed the katana off the flesh. He would turn, facing Jorge and Tyson*\n\n\"Yeah, lets go right now.\"\n\n*He would holster his katana as he walked to the wagon. Having his crossbow out and pulled the string.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*Tyson and Jorge would nod and pat Alex on the back*\n\n\"Man you sure saved us pal! Thanks for everything! Without you who knows what would happen to us! As thanks, you can have some of these shroom if you want, we don't mind if we get less pay. You deserve the treat!\"\n\n*They would each pull out one of the shrooms they were gathering today and hand it to you as they head back to the wagon*" } ]

[ { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*Alex would kindly take 2 of the shrooms and would put them in his backpack for safe keeping. As they went back to the wagon, he would follow and stood behind the wagon, waiting for it to move.\"Quite a long day.\" He thought to himself. He would calmly look around and would focus his view on the wagon and his crossbow.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*Tyson and Jorge would grin as you take and shake their head laughing* \n\n\"Ah you are so silly. Don't you remember, you are suppose to eat them. Like this!\" *Tyson would say while biting into a shroom. Shortly after his eyes would dilate and he would fall over backwards into the wagon laughing hysterically*\n\n\"Oh boy, I got a good one! Heh! How about your Jorge!\"\n\n*Jorge grin and then bite into his and like Tyson his eyes would dilate but he wouldn't fall over backwards. Instead he would shake his head side to side and have a large smile on his face*\n\n\"Not as good as yours, but still alright. Well guess we head back now!\"\n\n*With that Jorge would get the wagon moving back to the starting location. Along the way Alex wound notice more shrooms trying to head toward you all, but given how slow they were you didn't have to worry about them reaching you.*\n\n*Eventually you all return to the starting camp and there you would see the robed man waiting for you all. Jorge and Tyson would get off and hand them their baskets filled with shrooms*\n\n\"We did, good eh? So we get our gold right?\" *Tyson would say eagerly*\n\n*The robed figure would nod and them hand each of them a pouch of gold*\n\n\"Would have been better if you had not consumed the produce. Rather envious at how lax you all can be, but a job is a job, and you've done your part...\" *The robed figure would mutter before turning to you Alex*\n\n\"Thank you for keeping them safe. The boss will be pleased to know you proved yourself capable once more. Here is your pay as promised, and per standard procedure, are you willing to work with the boss in the future for similar jobs?\" \n\n*Tyson and Jorge would be seen already leaving, satisfied with their pay, leaving only you and the robed figure alone. The robed figure would hand you a pouch while asking for your future cooperation. Looking inside the pouch would be 6 gold as promised.*" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "\"I am willing to work for in the future.\"\n\n*He would calmly take the pouch of gold, he would give a nod. As he does, he would pocket the pouch of gold and he would walk to the road, possibly going to New Salvania. He remembered the shrooms in hid backpack. But, he thinks to eat them sooner or later.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*The robed figure would nod*\n\n\"The boss will be pleased to hear that. Till next time then...\"\n\n*The robed figure would then pocket the shrooms he had been given and just like he had entered, he would transform into a black squirrel and disappear into the nearby bushes*\n\n__**Quest Compete**__\n1.2 PP rewarded \n2 Psilocybe mushrooms\n6 gold" } ]

[ { "author": "nesymerp1", "message": "Nesy was a mutant, not any other mutant who was wandering around in a forest like this. \n After he had walked past the other forest where he meet that guy who was a Neko. He was, a pleasent guy to talk to. The forest was quite interesting and had many characteristics of plants he had never seen before which made him interested in seeing new things. Nevertheless, he started to head on the path towards somewhere, he didn't know what but... He would love to map this area honestly.\n\nThe ground was soft with a layer of leafs along with sticks and branches covering as far as the eye could have seen. Now, it was only the time to see what was going on here. \"....Hmmm...\" The forest kept reminding him of other adventures, as if they came up and disappeared into his memory banks as always. Into his brain basically.\n\n*The elven forest was also, quite intruging but he didn't know if there were any elves or beings laying around in the shadows. He continued to walk, without a second thought.*" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*Alexander, a bounty hunter would be seen walking along after he just finished a quest. As he walked along, he is noticed wearing a plague doctor outfit and mask, a katana on his sword belt, throwing knives, and a crossbow strapped on his back. He even have quivers and a backpack, this guy seem to be some sort of mercenary or something judging by the amount of weapons he is carrying with him.*\n\n*Alexander was trying to find a way back to New Salvania and find a inn, but since he never been in the forest he doesn't really know where to go and hoped he would find someone. He ain't a very social person from time to time, but he really need to know where is New Salvania is or find a road which can lead him to there. Alexander wasn't really a 'well known' bounty hunter, but he was looking for ways to have to be a well known bounty hunter, and if he wasn't out there bounty hunting, he would do his secondary job as a trauma healer.*" }, { "author": "nesymerp1", "message": "*Nesy would be seemingly walking along a path throughout the forest. It was quite beautiful and the nature resembled something out of a fantasy novel that he had been writing. However, those thoughts faded in and out. Nevertheless, on the way to somewhere else he saw someone very particular.*\n\n*Nesy was wearing a colourful martial arts clothing, black belt strapped on his lower waist and a green scarf that the sunlight could easily penetrate through. His heterochromic eyes scanned the area and eventually found a guy who had a pleague mask. He thought, who was this man and what was his intentions? He did not know the answer.*" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*As Alexander walked he would noticed Nesy's infrared heating as he had his thermal vision on to prevent any possible ambush. As he saw Nesy, he would immediately halt, looking straight at him with his plague mask on. Now this is where he had to make a choice, run for it as he might be there to attack him. Or approach him to ask for directions. As of now Alexander would halt and looked at the direction where Nesy is at.*" }, { "author": "nesymerp1", "message": "*Nesy would then look towards him and he started to wave.* \"...Hey there buddy! I noticed you wore a particular mask. Sorry, if I seem to like intrude you or anything.\" *He seemed very friendly and, content and calm. However, he was radiating out life-energy suggesting he was... Semi-immortal like a vampire but really wasn't a vampire. However, there was no way of knowing that in thermal vision was it?*" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*Despite Alexander travelling alot, he never seen a person radiating out life energy, but he is not interested right now of what he is radiated. You would hear him speak behind his mask*\n\n\"Ah yes, hello. I am wondering if you know the direction were New Salvainia is?\"" }, { "author": "nesymerp1", "message": "\"...New Salvania? I have no idea what this place. I am sorry if I caused any inconvinence.\" *Nesy gave him an apolegatic look towards the man because of his abscanse of knowledge about this world he had been in.*" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "\"What about roads, where is the nearest road?\"" }, { "author": "nesymerp1", "message": "\"....I dont know, I apologise. I am very honest to this point. I wish you sincere luck to find your location.\" *He apologised to the man, because he didn't know what to say without offending him.*" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*Alexander would softly nod and would walk to a different direction, trying to find a road or any signs of civilisation like a town or buildings*" }, { "author": "OwO", "message": "🎉 **| Dimentio** Leveled up!" }, { "author": "nesymerp1", "message": "*Nesy also walked the seperate direction. They both would be simply crossing their paths while Nesy continued his adventures for the rest of the day. Obviously.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Eyalis Fallerae -- Oathbreaker", "message": "𝒂 𝒔𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒔 .\n × 𝑛𝑜𝑛-𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡, 𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑒𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦\n × 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑓𝑎𝑟 𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑇𝑢𝑛𝑢𝑎𝑢𝑟, 𝑐𝑎𝑝𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝐾𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑑𝑜𝑚 𝑜𝑓 𝑂𝑚𝑏𝑢\n\n\n*Sunlight lingers a little softer and a little longer in the wood elf forest. Somewhere within, Eyalis stretches out her shoulders, relieving the persistent cramp that settled between her shoulder blades, feeling the ground beneath her breathe as she treads slowly through the grass. The wind sings and the light filters so gently through the leaves, dancing and golden when the breeze harmonises with the trees and the forest becomes a pinhole camera, through which the light is a marionette, airy violin strings pulling taught what gives life to this place. Waiting, alone, she wonders when she'll find something, hopefully not the creatures she was looking for.*\n\n*Hours before, she had received a scroll from the city infirmary, apologetically asking that she be required to gather some feathers from a wild pack of Furrows; furry bird-like creatures that time and time again attacked grown fruit and vegetables from the city gardens, whilst also collecting the rapidly dwindling supply of uncommon herbs that the master healers needed for their spells. Though tempted to decline, there were a plethora of other things she had to do today, Eyalis was indebted to the same people who accepted her into their community — though, it hadn't taken much for that to happen — and was genuinely happy to help in their times of need.*" }, { "author": "OwO", "message": "🎉 **| lee — 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐚** Leveled up!" }, { "author": "Eyalis Fallerae -- Oathbreaker", "message": "*Looking around briefly, deciding that it was best to start looking for her two objectives promptly, Eyalis spots the river that she'd found the previous night and splashed her face a few times, taking a moment to absorb her blurry reflection in the water. Did she look more tired today than yesterday? Possibly. Afternoonly activities of practicing using her longsword, meeting with elders from neighbouring cities; sometimes for blessings, other times to discuss political matters that probably shouldn't bother her, kept her awake till morn. She sighs, noticing a few green lichen to her left and plucking a few from its rocky domain.*\n\n*Her ears suddenly twitch as she hears rustling from shrubs a few metres from where she crouched.  Curiosity piques at her chest, and she slowly rises to her feet before focusing the magic that coursed throughout her body into her hand, a wooden spear materialising into her hand which she gripped solidly.*\n\n``` *Mana: 105/120 ```\n\n*Eyalis frowned as she edged closer to the now silent shrub, wonders why it seemed almost too easy to find the pack of Furrows. They were usually deathly silent until spooked, not easy to find but easy to kill. If she could hear them . . . Well, it simply wasn't a Furrow.* ***\" Is someone there? If so, you should probably come out now. These forests are safe for a stranger alone. And if you're not a stranger and a child, I'm kicking your ass for putting yourself into danger. \"*** *She mused tersely, before seeing the exact pack of Furrows she was looking for dark away deeper into the forest. Great, she thought, annoyed, even more work for her to do.*" }, { "author": "unwrd.", "message": "*( ITS OKAY TAKE UR TIME :D )*" }, { "author": "M'ralind Varangr", "message": "*As the smell of the forest permeated through the air, a small rustling began to echo through the trees where shade had been. The sun had risen high, as it did every day at this hour, permeating through the gaps between the leaves to reach the floor and warm it slightly. At this specific time of day, the majority of the woodlands here became much brighter, and the few spots of darkness were taken up by nocturnal creatures which rested now with their pups and such. This warming light fell upon something more than just the forest critters and the mushy leaves on the ground as well, though, pure wax-like skin shining brightly. The girl, who had spent quite a long time wandering these woods, mostly just trying to find stuff which she could sell to make a scrap of money, but also hunting a few common animals, which had spilled most of her meal when she had thrown a claymore at them. Obviously a rabbit isn't going to stay very intact when it's had a blade wider than it fly through its spine.*\n\n*Fluttering slightly, M'ralind's eyelids slowly slid open, the bright sun making her squint as she begrudgingly started to lift herself, not noticing the slightly numbness that had begun to experience on the back of her hand, which she used to cover her eyes. A few leaves clung to her silver hair, as well as her clothing, a white shirt with a grey jacket worn over it as well as a black skirt. Oh boy, she'd really gotten herself distracted this time. Even though she was a vampire, sometimes her mind would just start to go blurry and she'd lie down and clear herself for a few hours. However, the blurriness seemed to still be present, her skin becoming slightly itchy as she looked at her surroundings.* \"Ugh, great. Managed to meditate so hard that I've forgotten where I am. Argh, brain! Brain a little!\" *Knocking on her own head, her blurry mind quickly worsened into dizziness, feeling herself lose balance as she stood.*\n\n*It was only now that she realised it was midday, and the sun was directly shining on her, the itchy feeling turning to a slight burning as she began to hurriedly run around, panicking from the lack of shade that was around. It didn't take long for her to start yelling in pain, panting heavily as her movements slowed.* \"H-help! Someone, please! I need help!\" *Unsightly was the only thing she could think of herself as right now, despite being so short that one could easily assume her to be a simple macen child. Her pain was steadily getting greater as she broke through some bushes, trying to find darkness. She hadn't an umbrella, having lost her last in a fight with a bugbear, and hadn't encountered a village since. Her yells soon became screams, the girl collapsing on the ground and trying to cover herself with her shirt, but her hands and legs continued to burn in the sunlight.*" }, { "author": "unwrd.", "message": "*( omg is she dying? 💀 )*\n*( you're a great writer btw i love it )*\n\n*( can sunlight pierce through a project ward? )*\n\n*( type of magic shield )*\n\n*( gonna have to carry her to shade :D )*" }, { "author": "M'ralind Varangr", "message": "Mine is M: for example" }, { "author": "Eyalis Fallerae -- Oathbreaker", "message": "*Just when Eyalis prepares to turn and run towards where she presumes the Furrows have sped of to, there's that same persistent rustle, though louder this time; before a girl two feet below her own stature bursts out of the shrubbery, yelling words that seem to curdle at the back of her throat. Eyalis stumbles — actually stumbles — back at the girl's mysterious arrival, noting that her skin appeared reddened with sun damage, but regains her composure due to her fast reaction. Though before she can even say a word, the girl continues her course deeper into the forest — clearly luck wasn't on Eyalis' side, since she runs in the complete opposite direction that the Furrows had gone in.*\n\n*Dumbfounded, she stands in sustained silence, half wondering how the hell she got herself into this kind of situation, since not many dwarves — since the girl must have been either a dwarf or just a very short child — found themselves within the depths of Ombu, especially during the day. The continued drawn out screams of pain and discomfort tears through her thoughts, forcing her to come to terms with the crossroads she's faced with now. Yes, she could always ignore the girl — those Furrows weren't going to catch themselves, and yet, she had a duty to protect others. It's probably better to chase after the girl. Eyalis moves with agility and grace as she runs through the looming trees and patchy shrubbery, her auburn hair whipping across her face as the wind tears through it. Being of Fae nature, she was naturally fast, and yet the girl was agile for her small mass. To her benefit, however, she slowly comes to a stop and throws herself onto the grass; rather foolishly, since they're both in an open clearing, where the sun casts its searing rays upon the duo. The girl's whimpers unhook some sort of empathy in Eyalis, and she quickly moves towards the girl, hoisting her up in her arms as if carrying a child and moving her beneath a large leafed tree, where the shade was strongest.*\n\n*She rises promptly, casting a brief look over the small girl, before raising both her palms out to cast a healing spell; one she had been taught at the infirmary. Thank the heavens it was a fae speciality to cast healing spells, and the surface wounds weren't as severe, literally the first thing she had learnt even. But first The mundane feelings of the forest slowly began to quell the agitation in her mind, thus she could focus on the action at hand. Her eyes and hands glow a florescent blue as magic energy pumps into her palms, before a small ball of blue healing energy shoots out towards the girl.*\n\n``` Fae's blessing used • 15 Mana consumed | Mana: 90/120 ```\n\n*If the spell worked as she wanted it to, the girl's body beginning with her hands, then legs, arms and face would slowly lessen in their burning, and the skin would lessen in redness. Unfortunately, her spells didn't go as far enough to prevent or reverse the tanning of those affected areas, but the redness and burning would indeed go away.*\n\n***\" How're you feeling? \"*** *Eyalis asks, frowning.*" }, { "author": "unwrd.", "message": "*( tis a great show )*" }, { "author": "M'ralind Varangr", "message": "The girl's yells slowly reduced to heavy panting, her chest expanding and constricting each second while she still felt the neural shock from the pain of her fizzing skin. It had struck through to her mind even as she gazed at her hands, trembling eloquently more from fear than actual pain by now as the pale blue light shimmered over the her legs and the back of her hands. One of those very hands, though, also bore a strange scar to it, a marking that was undoubtedly a symbol of something either religious, or cultist. A mark which M'ralind clearly found shame in, as she swiftly covered it with her other. Her breathing stabilised, and her eyes gently gazed upon Eyalis, watery of course, after the pain that she'd just felt, and the irises a crimson which could only be likened to that of blood.*\n\n\"Who are you?\" *Although she clearly was still shaken, her lips trembling as evidence of this, her first words were not ones of appreciation, nor thanking Eyalis, not even answering her question. It wasn't that she meant to be rude, by god she never meant it, but quite obviously she had never been taught manners. The only observation one could make that displayed her gratitude was her body, which even now was still in a submissive position, be it only unconscious. To a hunter though, this would be easy to spot. \"A-ah, I'm sorry, I should answer you first... *But what did she ask?*\" *Turning her head to the side as she mumbled the second half of her sentence, she wracked her brain, trying to make sense of her recent memories.* \"I'm feeling a lot... Better. It doesn't burn anymore.\"\n\n*To pair along with the deep red of the girl's eyes and the mark on the back of the hand, her mouth opening as she spoke revealed also a pair of sharp fangs, both quite short for vampire standards, but very clearly longer than any normal mortal canine, let alone those of a square toothed dwarf like herself. It was, although, very strange that then her arm rose and her hand touched the face of the Silnari, tracing the cheekbones before rapidly retracting back and covering her mouth this time as she looked away. She sat herself up, eyes glued to the floor in an awkward moment that she couldn't draw herself away from.* \"Thank you...\"" }, { "author": "unwrd.", "message": "*( AH THE WAY YOU WRITE ... Orgasmic 😭 )*\n\n*( IMMA REPLY TOMORROOOWW, I GOTTA SLEEP )*" } ]

[ { "author": "Eyalis Fallerae -- Oathbreaker", "message": "*Eyalis looks up at the sky. Only a couple hours until night fell and then it would be dangerous to walk about the forest. Returning her attention to the matter at hand, she notices as the girl begins to quell her screams of pain, reduced only to heavy panting that broke the silence of the once serene atmosphere. In another situation, she would have been slightly pleased with how quickly her spell worked on the girl, but Eyalis probably didn't want to insult her with a proud smirk. Moving back down into a crouched position, she patiently waits for the effects of the spell to wear off, almost missing the discreet manner of which the girl attempted to cover the strange scar upon her hand — one that she didn't recognise at all.*\n\n*Locking, rather uncomfortably, eyes with the girl who's crimson shaded irises water with pain, she endeavours to remember if she'd seen the mysterious symbol before. Clearly the girl's reddened eyes, mysteriously pale skin, pointed canines which appeared to almost lengthen with every shuddering breath she took, weren't natural for the idle, big-boned dwarves she usually saw roam around these parts. Eyalis' eyes widen as she realises what this girl must've been, recalling that her skin burned at the touch of sunlight, something only common to . . . Vampires. She surprised herself at how easily she took that information before the girl spoke. (\"Who are you?\") Her eyebrows briefly rise before Eyalis replies.* ***\"Answering my question with another, are we?\"*** *She states flatly, casting her eyes upon a falling green leaf beside her.*\n\n*(\"A-ah, I'm sorry, I should answer you first ... \") Her ears flicker a little in irritancy. First interaction with a vampire and Eyalis already wishes she was back in the comfort of her home. (\"I'm feeling a lot... Better. It doesn't burn anymore.\") She nods curtly at the words.* ***\" I'm glad to hear it. What I do wonder is, what is a little vampire like you doing in these unsafe forests? \"***\n\n``` 5 mana regenerated | Mana: 95/120 ```\n\n*Expectant for a response from the dwarf, Eyalis was most surprised at the touch of her hand against her face, and for a brief second she's at a loss for words, a snappy retort. Not exactly what she was accustomed to, not usually shown moments of affection — especially from a vampire, especially from a female. Frowning, she moved back into a seated position.* ***\" Not exactly what I expected, but we can ignore this slightly awkward moment. Back to my question, however, what are you doing here? \"***" }, { "author": "unwrd.", "message": "*( what does thou mean )*\n\n*( this feels like dragon's den )*" }, { "author": "M'ralind Varangr", "message": "*The shimmering blue glow of Eyalis' spell lingered over M'ralind's skin for a little while longer, the raw wound being covered by a new layer of skin while burnt tissue shed from her legs, not the greatest scene but much better than just having burn marks all over. Brushing her hands over the parts of her body which had healed, she attempted to stand up, despite the neural scarring still healing, her legs trembling vigorously as she held Eyalis' hand to hold herself up, stretching her legs to get her muscles back into her own control.* **\"I don't exactly have a very stable job prospect, see-\" *She hissed through gritted teeth, her knee making a very notably loud cracking noise, before she did the same with her hip, an equally loud pop sharply piercing her own ears.* **Agh, anyway, as I was saying, I'm a mercenary I guess... I also don't have much money on me so I came to the forest, as I usually do, so that I could get something to drink and perhaps gather some things to sell later. They're in my backpack if you want them. It's honestly not much but you've saved my life. Thank you.\"** \n\n*Although she gave no reason as to why she came here as a vampire, and stayed here until the day was there, it would probably be better not to say that she had started a semi-sleep and forgot that she was a vampire to begin with, just to protect her pride. Whatever little thing she could keep was worth it. Slowing her breathing down as she got used to not being on fire, she felt a small tingling across her chest, then around her neck and crawling down her arm, emerging on the back of her hand. It was a small, green coloured cockroach. M'ralind giggled quietly as it moved around due to the tickling-like sensation. Stroking it with the tip of her index finger, it was slightly surreal. Due to how small she was, and also the fact that this roach seemed to be slightly overgrown, it was the size of her entire hand.* **\"The forest is also a good place to cool down with Namir, y'know?\"**\n\n**\"Sorry, again. You didn't have to bother helping me. I was way too careless. Wh-what's your name?\"**" }, { "author": "unwrd.", "message": "*( honestly i don't blame ye )*\n*( tis sunday )*\n\n*( ah she's so adorbs ;; )*" }, { "author": "Eyalis Fallerae -- Oathbreaker", "message": "*Even as she stands, the girl was many feet below her, and Eyalis can't help but marvel at the sheer strength that had been pent up in such a small body as she lifts her up by the hand.*\n\n*For a while, as the girl cleans herself off, there's only violet-berried dwarf juniper and the glistening absinthe of various herb species and elven spruce. A light dew beads the tips of the tree-leaves and veiled all the clearway in a fog, and it seemed to glow ethereally under the arcane, diffused rays of the sun. The forest grows heavier, still and silent with the approaching afternoon. The trill of a lonely songbird dies off on its last, strung-out note, muffled as if far away. (\"I don't exactly have a very stable job prospect, see-\") She finally hears the girl hiss after some time, which probably explains why she was here in the first place. Eyalis humphs her understanding, slightly shifting uncomfortably as the girl pops the pressure within her knee and side. (\" Agh, anyway, as I was saying, I'm a mercenary I guess — Thank you. \")*\n\n***\" You're a mercenary? I'm assuming trade isn't doing so well for you if you have to come so far from your own domain to find sellable items here, \" *** *She begins, slightly light-humouredly. She returns to her serious nature.* ***\" If you've found product here, then I'd prefer that you kept it. Herbs can prove useful in the right hands . . . Assuming you know how to cast healing spells. Especially because the journey back to Prasia is a long one. \"*** *Eyalis almost smiles.* ***\" No need to thank me, although I would have been much happier to have found you after I caught those irksome Furrows. No matter now. \"***\n\n*Eyalis bends to pick up a broken piece willow underbrush, her lips pulling pulling up in triumph at the sight of such an uncommon herb, before she rises to see the cockroach in the palm of the girl's hand.* ***\" A pet cockroach is not something I'm used to seeing everyday. \"*** *She states, an eyebrow raised.*\n\n*The roach looks at her for a second, whispers something probably obscene, then continues its course up the girl's arm. (\"Sorry, again. You didn't have to bother helping me. I was way too careless. Wh-what's your name?\") The girl really did like to apologise a lot, Eyalis marvelled.* ***\" My name is— \"*** *Eyalis looks at her, thinking if it was a good idea; She wasn't really one to trust a random stranger. But she comes to the conclusion names wouldn't make much of a difference.* ***\" Eyalis. Eyalis Fallerae. And yourself? \"***" }, { "author": "unwrd.", "message": "*( done done doneee\n\n*( owo reply when thou art free )*" } ]

[ { "author": "M'ralind Varangr", "message": "*M'ralind stretched the muscles of her face periodically, eyes rolling up and mouth opening wide as she exercised her muscles a tad more, soon enough letting go of Eyalis' hand and straightening her back, an audible cracking of her spine making even her uncomfortable.* **\"Ouch, I wasn't quite ready for that one...\"** *She thought a little about the woman's remarks. Her family, or rather, her clan was of a warrior caste. Despite living in times of relative peace, hers was a bloodline that always had relished in being able to show off their strength. Ah, the memories it so sweetly brought back, it was a shame that it also brought equally saddening ones.* **\"I think you've got the wrong idea though. N-not that I'm calling you stupid, of course not! But... I don't think I could ever return to Prasia as I am. It would be, how can I put this... A bit taxing on my heart. I'm definitely not someone you should look at for healing either. If I were, I wouldn't have been screaming and squirming around as did tastefully as I did.\"** *A clear spot of disappointment shone through her eyes. Totally disgraceful, that was what she thought of her blunder. Not only was it an ugly sight to behold, but for her, of all people her to show such a stupid mistake was a stain on her pride. Or at least it would be if she still had any.*" }, { "author": "OwO", "message": "🎉 **| Codslayer** Leveled up!\n **|** Extra rewards were added for missing levels" }, { "author": "M'ralind Varangr", "message": "**\"Still, Eyalis, I insist that you look through the herbs I have collected. It's all I can do, for now.\"** *Even as her voice got quieter and quieter, it was still easily heard, despite her clear self-doubt being present. She was hopeful that perhaps, she'd even make a lasting memory here. After all, most of the time one simply looks upon a vampire with distasteful glares.* **\"And if there's nothin' of value there, ya could- I-I'd like to ask if you would accept me helping you with your work!\"** *For a moment, her accent slipped through, but she quickly made up for it. Manners, her mother had taught her, were the best way to keep negative attention from yourself. Keeping a polite accent on worked in almost any culture. That's why she was worried that maybe it would make Eyalis think of her as lesser if she let it out.* **\"I can definitely haul some good weight! In fact, I was the strongest of my brothers and sisters back at the academy!\"**" }, { "author": "glockcry", "message": "Hynes had sat idle at the only other table with a chair, ajaisonted next to the window sill which had been designed into a hollowed out tree. The inn had belonged to a renowned brewer, Elves often stopped by for refreshments or put their swords up late at night. She had been listening in precariously to an ongoing racket she had begun hearing not too far away. Hynes didn't often stray too far from indoors, nor was she too keen on staying in a place for too long. Someone such as a mage could possibly sense her if they were that specialised. It's hard enough to look for something like her, but it's even harder if you don't even know you're looking for something. Hynes had originally visited the Elven forests in search of work, messy work. There was a high supply of mercs and sellswords all around Salvania, thus she didn't bother setting up shop there. Whether or not the same story would follow in Ombru was yet to be seen, however judging by the nature of most Elves she figured it was a trade that not many of them pursued. As a vampire she always had to satisfy her blood lusts. Being in her early stages she had been tempted into the strengths of one nevertheless. Her clothing naturally meant that she did not have to worry about the sun, especially since even if she was cut open vampires needed a\n\nGood portion of themselves to be exposed to start boiling. Despite this Hynes didn't fancy travelling in broad daylight, she figured that why spare your breath on an interaction you can avoid by having everybody asleep. However if she did not meet someone 'new' then she would be wasting her time here. Perhaps a passer by might share a story or two about a particular individual that needed to be 'acquainted' with her. Having her mind drifted off she held her arms together, caressed in her stomach as her boots were slanted up on the table in front of her. Letting out a passionate breath she found herself speaking to herself, gazing over to admire the peculiar natural patterns of a distant tree.\n\n'Oh Hynes, you've gotten so mad that suddenly you've begun to seek your own self out for company. What are you even doing here, there's nothing but trees.. Trees- and this boiling sun.'\n\nShe had been positioned on the inn porch outside, since it was still morning most people were outside as not many people ventured out in the night. They were either already asleep or had passed out drunk, evidently displayed by loud cries and laughs of the barmen sharing a pint inside. Hynes herself did not want to trouble herself by entering a bar once again, not after she had the predicament of two other individuals last time she went in one. She pondered to herself how the situation got out of hand, and whether or not she was really at fault for escalating it. Perhaps it was a ticking time bomb from the start, it was out of her control what happened and she simply reacted. Still, if only she approached it different- put her foot in the right\n\nDirection maybe it could've gone differently. It wasn't like her to often reminisce about the past, nor did she look both ways before slaying someone. Most of the time it was just business, them or her. *Most of the time*. In a world full of strangers she had been taught that no one sells for free, you have to take things for yourself if you want it. That was her attitude, direct and inconsequential. None of it was 'personal' ofcourse, but is that really justification for putting others down so that you can succeed. Glancing down to the sky she watched the endless ocean of blue that enclosed this world. Whenever she looked up it brought her back to grips of the reality of the situation. No matter who they are, how powerful or weak everyone still looks at the same sky. Everyone is all the same, even her. Cuffing her clear glass tankard she held it up to her lips, taking a sip of aged wine. There were no passer-bys along the faintly lit roadside that the bar ran alongside, covered in by large stalks of trees and overgrown plantlife that formed a near roof above it. It was near the outskirts of the Elven sanctuary, the part where young kids were told to keep away and women only walked in with their man by their side. It wasn't brutal or corrupt but simply just the area known to harbor yearning men eager for a good night with their companions. \n\n`Woosh, Woosh`\n\nPausing briefly Hynes took a final sip of her tankard before placing it suddenly onto the table, facing her hand back to rub her lips with her thumb as she did so. The empty starch breeze howled so lonesome as a gust of wind picked up and shook the\n\nVery candles and chandeliers around her. She did not flinch however glanced her eye as she batted her head to the direction of footsteps being heard.\nFrom the corner of her vision she watched as a large troop of elves stepped into the street way, probably from one of the pavements connected from the main town centre. Hynes grew with suspicion as she tilted her head, the veil that was her hood and mask did cover her head since she put it on just before, having laid it down on the table beforehand. She did not like the look of the group, they were the exact type she often got in trouble with, the type from the bar exchange she had in the past. Still, there was nothing between them that could possibly be confrontational. She's overthinking things way too much, in reality they were probably just a group of friends. *It would be a shame if they met their end to a deranged demon*. Pausing to herself she closed her eyes as she let out a deepened breath of disappointment, the air flowing from her lungs and out through the individual sealing holes in her veil and mask. Swinging her hips she brought her legs down to press against the table stem. Pushing them back, her seat scraped against the wooden flooring as she seperated herself from the table. Pushing down on her thighs she arched herself up, pulling the rest of her body with built in momentum. With her glass finished she had no further reason being here, and being outside means that the innkeepers can collect her pay 'some other time' without being disturbed. Perking her head up she flinched once more as she heard the two distant girls conversing in the distance, one of them was seemingly agitated or in pain but it was all inaudible. Having gathered herself she paced her way over towards the direction of the two." }, { "author": "unwrd.", "message": "*( Cod, you, then me? Yeah that works 👍)*\n*( Also great intro 😭 you guys write so well wtf )*" } ]

[ { "author": "Eyalis Fallerae -- Oathbreaker", "message": "*Eyalis notes M'ralind growing visibly uncomfortable with the subject, so keeps a steady quietude about her as she watched the girl continue stretching her body out. Her ears twitch as the girl resumes speaking, half in recognition of her voice and half in slight irkedness at the fact that she was dawdling here longer than she had planned to. Any other duties she had were, for sure, not going to be met anytime soon. But it was clear that Eyalis felt some kind of ... Affection towards this newly found girl, despite how much she hardened herself or her attitude towards her; clearly something she wasn't expecting or willing to accept. Still, she listens until the girl finished, realises the extent of her turmoil: ( \" I don't think I could ever return to Prasia as I am. )* ***\" I understand how difficult that would be. \"*** *Eyalis sighs before there's that same unpleasant silence again.*\n\n*Occasionally, bouts of wind would soar around them, the trees would almost seem to groan as their branches rustled. Then everything stops, and they would be left in silence. (\" Still Eyalis- \") And she appeared more persistent this time. (\" I insist that you look ... All I can do, for now. \") Eyalis furrows her brow in wonder and perplexity at the vampire's determined, something that she admittedly admired in her.* ***\" You really want my opinion over the opinion of a village elder? \"*** *She says, an eyebrow arched. M'ralind grins, although her doubtfulness shows through, and Eyalis can't help but subtly smile at her abashedness, so she takes the satchel from her hands and takes a brief look over through the herbs within which, to her hidden delight, were fairly rare indeed. Raising her eyebrows at M'ralind, she spoke.* ***\" I can't lie, I'm wholly impressed. You could be a good herbologist. \" She says quietly.***\n\n*Then Eyalis surprises herself and smiles, for the first time throughout their entire conversation, and she sees that the anxiety the girl held dwindles a little, but she still remains pensive. Eyalis wonders why, maybe her words didn't sound kind enough, but then again, she didn't really know how to be as empathetic towards others. (\" And if there's nothing ... Strongest of my brothers and sisters back at the academy! \") She flinches slightly at the idea of M'ralind joining her. She worked more efficiently, effectively, beneficially when she was alone, Eyalis always knew that. Partnering with another? Too much of a treachery, wasn't it?* ***\" No—I mean.. I couldn't possibly— \"*** *She struggles to speak for a second, much unlike her for sure.*\n\n*And besides, she thinks; vampires, for sure, were rare creatures, even more so those that have been turned by others, and could easily overpower a town by themselves, especially if boosted by the night sky. Many would be surprised that a vamparic dwarf would reside with a sullen, fatherless fae, but knowing her people, wouldn't be too discriminatory, and yet there would still be those flickered glances, hushed words. Fear was dangerous and she didn't want to pose that on anyone. And yet. The girl was clearly something. She had raw strength, determination, things that could prove useful when Eyalis decided to travel the land for quests and battle. With training, she could use herbs and spells that could make her a formidable ally and a friend, depending on how long she intended to stay that was.* ***\" You want to work with me? You do realise ... That our circadian rhythms differ, especially because you're sensitive to the light ... M'ralind are you sure about this? I'd rather you were put in danger like this—I wouldn't wish 'death by sunlight' on my greatest enemy, let alone on a stranger. \"*** *Worry flashes across her face.* *\" How long do you intend to stay, assuming I agree to such a haphazard demand? \"*" }, { "author": "unwrd.", "message": "*( 😂 I was just too lazy to finish it lol )*\n\n*( god, I'm looking and at the countless mistakes I made in those paragraphs 💀 someone needs to make me focus )*\n\n*( Horace imma fight u rn )*\n\n*( exactly RUN AWAY 😤 )*\n\n*( even after reading over ten thousand times ;; )*" }, { "author": "M'ralind Varangr", "message": "*Even though the sun was shining brightly through the foliage of the trees and lighting up everything that resided in the area, as her clothes fluttered slightly with each breath of the wind, the brightest thing nearby was M'ralind's smile. A clear, innocent and warm-hearted smile that shone straight towards Eyalis. M'ralind was absolutely sure of her combat ability, and the reason for her blunder this time had been a stupid mistake. In reality, so long as she wore clothing that covered a majority of her body, meaning something other than her skirt and adding headwear to her equipment, she wouldn't have to worry about the sun almost at all. However, with such a luminous expression, it might be Eyalis that starts to burn from the warmth. With a short hop, she nodded to the fae, confirming that she was now fine.*\n\n**\"There is no danger greater than being lonely! And I can tell that you need some companionship, nn?\"** *With an all too bright attitude, M'ra's tone had completely changed. Before she was still worried about her debt to the lady, but now she was sure. Even if she were trying to convince the dwarf away from such a decision, she wasn't outright denying it, and that told M'ralind all she needed to know.* **\"I'm more at danger from myself than from the sun, really. And although I should technically be more active during the night, it's a bit embarrassing to say but... I've still not gotten used to swapping around the cycle. I just need some clothes that cover my whole body, tha's... Tha's all.\"** *Sighing slightly, it was clear that she still had a few doubts. She wasn't sure of Eyalis' circumstances and she didn't want to make herself too outwardly. However it was clear that she had some concerns when it came to this.*\n\n**\"Miss, what're you lookin' for? When ya do this job, what d'ya hope t'achieve with it? Is it ta care for someone, for the town? D'ya owe someone? When you're doin' somethin' because ya feel obliged ta do it, it's always hard an' I know it is. Which is why it's better to travel with friends.\"** *Holy hell she sounded cheesy, it even made her cringe heavily mid-sentence and redden her cheeks in embarrassment. But keeping up the perky behaviour, she followed up.* **\"I want to be that friend. It's not a matter of my safety, y'see, I don't have an awful lot to chase myself. So I'm gonna take the debt that I now owe ya, and I'm gonna pay it back!\"**" } ]

[ { "author": "nesymerp1", "message": "*Nesy trailed along the path and his heterochormic eyes glistened in the sunlight. It was a peaceful forest with animals and various creatures that inhabited the woods. The nature was lush and filled with wonders. He wore this, strange martial arts suit with a \"Rivet.\" Set armor that covered his chest most of all but with a helmet with as well. He had two daggers that he had sheathed and seemed rather armed for one peaceful guy was he? Where was he going? He was going to adventure of course!*\n\n*He focused on the green environment and this strange forest unlike any, this perhaps was an elven forest or something else. His thoughts started to run like wildfire, he had been here a few times or if something very similar to this. It made him feel a little icky inside of him but despite being in places he had already been, perhaps made him happy or sad. Despite that, Nesy continued to be his own ambitious adventurer.*\n\n*Nesy, was a mutant and that meant that the type of Mecen he was is just an other variation of one but still a Earth mecen, but perhaps with more mutated genes and extraordinary intelligence. He was very curious about his surroundings too, which was a key for intelligence like this but also the capacity to learn deeper into it's very core. His thoughts shifted from adventure to curiosity about how other people may react to Nesy when they meet him. Will they hate him or adore him? He was certainly about to find out what was going on a few moments in advance, for now he would continue to march on the path.*" }, { "author": "unwrd.", "message": "*// i'll respond next ig*" }, { "author": "Eyalis Fallerae -- Oathbreaker", "message": "*There's something comforting about the sight of sunlight filtering through a thin canopy of leaves. Eyalis Fallerae, ~~self-proclaimed~~ guardian of the green, thought so, at least. Thin shafts of golden light caressed over her light blue cheeks and her eyelids fluttered. One ear flicked a few times to dislodge a scrap of moss that was tickling the tip of it. Darn, she had fallen asleep again. It wasn't that she was lazy, per say, the Fae mused, the look of mild irritation flashing across her features, healing was an awful lot of hard work and require intense, considerable, unwavering concentration, it was that—well, she couldn't really put a slender finger on it: Eyalis had always found an affinity for sleeping outdoors. The fae crossed her arms as she looked down at the stag she'd just healed not too long ago (just flesh wounds, thankfully, since the macen arrow hadn't hit deep — fucking hunters), a pointed raised eyebrow showing her distaste for what he was now doing; chewing idly on the pages of a book she'd borrowed from the town library. It caught her eye and stopped, its eyelashes beating away the afternoon dust cheekily at her. \" You're unbelievable. \" She drawled in mock anger, not willing to allow herself to fall under the devastating waves of annoyance that threatened to drag her underneath. It brayed, (she didn't understand deer too well, something along the lines of 'I'm hungry\" ) drawing out a grated sigh from her, as she looked beyond the clearing into the aether.*\n\n*Days like this were Eyalis' favourite sort. It was the middle of summer and extremely warm in the clearings, with not a cloud to be seen in the sky. None of the birds was giving off any alarm calls and the local pixies seemed to be on their best behaviour today, only occasionally making odd sounds to confuse the young faun or dropping acorns just shy of her head. Everything seemed fine. But still, there was that ebbing feeling of anxiety that made her hairs stand on edge.*\n\n*Looking around, she spotted the river that she'd found the previous night and splashed her face a few times, taking a moment to absorb her blurry reflection in the water. Her ever-youthful countenance gazed back at her, her brow furrowed as the cool spring water trailed down the smooth corners of her face, down parts of her hair. It's quiet today, or at least it's as quiet as any forest can be when the sounds of wildlife and the river come together in a symphony Eyalis is well-accustomed with enough to tune out. But it seems too quiet, and not the smooth, silky encompassing kind. No, now that she's is aware of it, she realizes there's a buzz in the air. Something is about to happen. Then it hits her; the distinct scent of macenkind. There were signs of one having been through the area too if she looked close enough. Broken ferns and crushed moss, even the bark of one of the trees showed signs of disturbance with some of its lichen wiped away.*\n\n*Eyalis flared, her eyes hardening with the anger she finally gave in to. Macen did not belong here. Not anymore. She crept along the rough path the human had taken, her ears twitched with concentration. There was a point in the forest where the ground dipped like a large bowl and the bracken, for whatever reason, grew denser. A flash of brown, much unlike the dark tree bark stole away her attention, and the fae moved quickly, following where she'd seen the flicker of macen hair. Splaying out her palm, she felt the none-too-familiar warm encompass of magic as she summoned two fist sized will-o-wisps from their spirit domain. They twisted around her happily dancing along the air in their fiery waltz. Eyalis had no time to enjoy this, however, when she saw the same flash of hair turning around a tree. She darted towards it, this macen, only seeing the back of them, before she hissed, \" Explain your business here, macen. \" Her words dripped with distaste at his kind.*" }, { "author": "unwrd.", "message": "*( omg, wait i forgot to add something )*\n\n```Spell used: Hallowed Whisps (15 mana) | Remaining mana: 135/150```" }, { "author": "Matsudaira Shige", "message": "*The Oni's journey had taken her deep into the woods inhabited by wood elves and the fae-folk. Traversing the overgrown and barely visible forest paths, Shige would admire the beauty of nature surrounding her - the ancient trees, ensnaring chirping of birds and patterns on the ground created by sunlight going through the leafy roof of the woods. But then, the monk heard something disrupt the \"Symphony\" Of the forest - namely, footsteps and voices. Shige carefully made her way over to the place she heard voices come from, going through overgrown paths and finally walking onto the area less occupied with various grass and bushes. On a rough pathway, a macen was standing and behind him a fae - that apparently was not happy with the visitor in her forest. Holding her naginata in her right hand, Shige stood behind the fae and for a while looked at the situation before deciding to intervene.*\n\"Violence is never the solution, fae.\" *She said, calmly. She didn't want unnecessary bloodshed to take place and the elf was clearly enraged - she could act recklessly and do something unpredictable. The Oni did not want the forest to be soiled with blood for petty reasons.*" }, { "author": "nesymerp1", "message": "*Nesy would then stop and would turn towards the elf or a fae. He was a little shocked by it but he decided to take things peacefuly.* \"Hey there, buddy.\" *He spoke to the female in a very calm manner, in order to calm her down so that no fighting would be done.* \"Please, just settle down alright? There's no need for racial wars or distaste. I understand you might hate me or my race , but please let's just get into fair terms.\" *Nesy's heterochromic eyes would meet hers and he was practically looking her into the eyes.*\n\n*Nesy absoloutly does not discriminate towards any race. Though, asides from that he would see a female right behind the Fae or whatever. He saw, what seemed to be a... An other person.* \"Hey there, buddy. Uh, it's nice to meet you as well?\" *He would be speaking in a calm manner to avoid any unecessery conflict. His heart was racing, blood ran down his veins, but the calm was taking over so he would take a deep breath and closed his eyes for a brief moment and looked back at the two people.* \"Okay, let me explain what I am doing here. Basically, I'm here to adventure and have fun with nature. Like, I want to observe it and see what I can find.\" *He explained concisely but also giving a small summery to what he was going to do! HE was just a good guy, there was absolutely nothing wrong with the lad despite being Mecan.* \"Do you understand what I'm trying to do?\" *Asked Nesy, he said with a relaxed voice in order to make sure his words came through.*" }, { "author": "unwrd.", "message": "*// i will actually kill you*" } ]

[ { "author": "Eyalis Fallerae -- Oathbreaker", "message": "*Just when she was about to cast one of her will-o'-wisps upon the unsuspecting human, Eyalis froze at words that were suddenly spoken behind her. Irritation pooled at the corner of her mind, as she held up a slender hand — a signal to cut the other person off. \" I don't know who either of you __are__, \" She hissed, gritting her teeth, \" Or what __you__, \" She was speaking to the person behind her, turning her head in their direction slightly, \" Think you're doing, trying to educate me on how I treat tresspassers on fae land, \" She tensed her once splayed hand into a fist, knuckles turning a lighter shade of blue, \" But if you both don't give me one viable reason why I shouldn't burn you into a crisp, gaia almighty, I will incinerate the both of you. \"*\n\n*Still though, she had enough sense to calm down a few notches, dropping her hand and her concentration on keeping the will-o'-wisps around her, allowing them to escape back to their spirit realm with small, relaxed sighs. Mercy; temporary, but mercy nonetheless. Eyalis ground her teeth as the male spoke, her nostrils flaring at the term 'buddy' — who the hell calls anyone that? And glared back into heterochromic eyes, not allowing herself to say a word until she heard his little sob story. \" You said like to __'have fun with nature'__, no? I'm sure you have plenty of forests in your little macen lands in . . Oh yes, the Kingdom of Salvania, \" She huffed sardonically after he spoke, crossing her arms protectively. \" And why choose going in the fae woods? Don't you know it's not safe here? For any tresspasser? \" She aimed these words at the both of them, now braking her gaze to turn towards the woman behind her. Eyalis raised an eyebrow, not exactly sure if she could trust having anyone behind her.*" }, { "author": "nesymerp1", "message": "let us talk in there" }, { "author": "Matsudaira Shige", "message": "\"I'm not educating you on anything. But I don't want this to end in a bloodbath.\" *She said nothing more for the time being. She did not want to hurt anyone, but if the fae continued to threat to kill the Macen, Shige would be forced to intervene. And when the fae's fists started to glow with a slight blue light, she had to.*\n\"If you strike him, I'll retaliate. A naginata in your back would be quite a viable reason not to start a fight.\" *The monk said calmly and assumed a battle stance. The tip of said naginata was millimeters from the fae's back. The Oni focused and her hands started to emit a faint blue glow as she empowered her weapon and prepared to strike should anything happen.*\n\"A fight will not end well for you. We can resolve this in a peaceful manner\" *Shige tried reasoning with the elf.*\n\"He can't have had ill intentions\" *The monk appealed to the fae's compassion. Obviously a single person wouldn't seek war with an entire race, but the elf's anger must have been clouding her mind.*" }, { "author": "nesymerp1", "message": "\"Woah woah woah woah wooaaahhhhohoo...\" *Nesy interupted this before it turned into a shitshow.* \"Let... Me handle this okay? I'll make sure this wont end badly.\" *He decided to calmly inhale and he would look into her eyes.* \"Please. I beg of you to understand this.\" *He decided to accumulate something that he had perhaps never did. He never scolded someone like this but, he decided to give this a go.* \n\n\"...What are your issues? Why do you hate my race so much? I understand if it's personal related issues but please understand this, hating someone based out of their race is a very bad thing to do and very likely to be unethical. You understand, this is childish and this is reality we are in right now. Please I beg of you, I understand that I have trespassed without knowing okay? I just wanted to wander around your beautiful lands, that is all. I do not intend anything bad.\" \n\n\"Why? Why do you do treat me so harshly?\" *He asked of her, seemingly wanting to resolve this in a peaceful conference.*" }, { "author": "Eyalis Fallerae -- Oathbreaker", "message": "*Eyalis knew when she was outnumbered, and this was one of those times. Now that the embers of anger had extinguished inside her though they threatened to return however, she let a scowl grow over his face, and pulled her arms closer to her body. The sunlight danced along her slender, yet toned form as she stepped to the side to regard both of the newcomers with a rather weary look upon her face. \" Fine. I guess—I guess you're right. \" She simply cast towards the woman, before her frown deepened at the macen's continuous prose.*\n\n*She rose a pertinent eyebrow at his ' I beg of you, ' which didn't correlate with how she was normally spoken to, well, until they were ensnared in multitudes of vines, that is, but refused to interrupt. Gaia, she hated his patronising tone—He looked none too younger than herself, to rub salt deeper into the wound. It was only until he ended his words, looking fiercely into her eyes, the __want__ to understand evident there, that she relented and relaxed her secluded grip onto her arms.*\n\n*\" Look, \" Eyalis began, rubbing a nimble palm across her face and shaking her head as if she carried the burden of the word. \" When I was younger, my father was a bounty hunter. He wasn't the most 'ethical' in his methods, as you would probably out it, but he had a kind heart. Unfortunately he got involved with—with some shady people, __macen__ people, and he died whilst out of a mission with them. They __killed__ him. \" She took a shuddering intake of breath. Breathe Eyalis, she reminded herself internally. \" They never even found his body. My father, a great bounty hunter; redused to a few thin strips of bloodied linen just like that. \" Her gaze hardened then. \" So this isn't just a 'race' thing, whoever you are, this is a battle between life and death. And if I trust too easily, that's the moment I lose . . . I don't think my mother could survive another loss in the family. \" A solitary tear trickled down her blue cheek.*" } ]

[ { "author": "shpeekrebs", "message": "Deep in the Ombu forests, the serenity of the evening could not keep the village quiet. A path enveloped in arches led to a large redwood tree. Its trunk was hollow and a gate-like shape allowed one to enter. A spiral of wooden steps merged with its walls and reached their end atop the bark. The inside of it was dimly lit by lanterns that emitted majestic colors, visibly unnatural in essence. Once one reached the top, they'd be met with a pleasant surprise. Wooden bridges connected all the trees, where huts and stalls illuminated various warm colors. Children ran along the paths, adults chatted quietly in different groups and circles. Every now and then a dark or high elf passed by, yet the majority were wood and fae elves. The crowns of the trees were carefully nurtured in the form of walls around the village, keeping it hidden while also stopping the turbulent currents from spreading inside. Instead, a calm breeze tickled the warm weather onto the skin of folk around while crickets serenaded relaxing chirps.\n\nNear the center of the town, where all bridges connected in a wide round podium, flaps of wings clapped loudly.\n\"No, no! I already give you all enough, this is for the people!\" An elf grumbled while swinging his hands to and fro with hopes of getting rid of the swallows that swarmed about. His tone was soft albeit grumpy. He didn't seem old at all, yet elves were known for their young appearance either way. A relatively short merchant, he manned a stall that offered fruits in various color and shapes, all lined up in baskets on a wooden platform. Some glowed, some pulsated - they were exclusive harvests that no other nation in Ramul Ta could offer. The trader crossed his hands, sighing irritatedly." }, { "author": "rosettahorse", "message": "A white mop of hair ambled through the lively bridges crisscrossing the cavernous hallow of the great redwood tree. Hovering a mere inch above the thick, mossy ground, the mop swayed and swung below a pair of spiny, thorn-like articles in which a contrasting black crow sat between. It was a figure of strange eminence, where the shroud of white meshed with the briefest of glances painted an image of gangling, flowing limbs. Those curt enough to stare openly, usually the children, saw plainly the girl underneath, but the keen and the curiously aimless saw a more ominous undertone to the blatant, glaringly white stranger, for the arches of the village flocked with crows while she passed beneath, and perched among their houses as she passed. Be it misfortune for the newcomer or for the bystanders within was a conclusion for the eye of the beholder. \n\nIn the center of the town, the crowd split before the intruder in white. Even the crickets quieted at her approach, though a less superstitious eye would see the new onslaught of birds were merely eating up the competition. Catching sight of the glowing, colorful shapes, the figure inched over, apparently deterred by the many probing eyes, and stood to the side of the elf's stall. Reaching out the white curtain, a little hand holding a little coin slid a single silver atop the counter.\n\"A fruit?\" Pale blue eyes peered out from the split in the swath of white hair." }, { "author": "shpeekrebs", "message": "It did not come as a surprise to Caw, most probably, that she received some stares. While it was mainly children who did so, the courage of some adults defeated their manners as well. As the silence deafened the playful chants of those around, the elf arched a brow in a confused fashion. His eyes darted towards the protruding hand offering coin. If Caw looked inside, she'd see a figure that loomed over the stall and its offered beverages. He creased his forehead at her request and turned. Oddly, his stature dropped a few heads lower once he circled around. He neared the outlandish woman in a delicate stroll. He was... Much shorter in comparison. A proudly hoisted chest flaunted the thin silk robe that enveloped him, one which's green blended with the forest flawlessly. Golden elements stemmed from it in the shape of his collar, resembling a laurel wreath. Despite the grouchy expression on his face, the merchant was well groomed and properly maintained, exuding a sweet peach aroma. The tiny man who stood about four feet tall grasped the curtain before he drew it aside.\n\nBy doing so he revealed the rich assortment of fruits at his disposal. The trader crushed his hand into a fist and coughed into it. After that he placed both hands on his hips and inspected the lady.\n\n*\"Welcome to the Glowing Peach!\"* He exclaimed somewhat eloquently. *\"I am Erric. Erric Springdale.\"* The elf pressed an open palm against his chest before bowing courteously. *\"The family of Springdale is widely known for our wonderful fruit yields! Thus, it would dishonor me to simply give you a... **'fruit'**, madam. Would you please describe to me what your preference is? Who are you buying this for? Would you like the taste to melt in your mouth with a robust aftertaste? Or do you prefer the intense, piquant options? Anything you'd like, we have it here in plenty!\"* He sprung his hand out towards the display and finished the hasty array of questions. His hazel eyes followed her lips intently in preparation for her answer." }, { "author": "rosettahorse", "message": "Watching as the elf displayed his wares with a flourish of impeccable manner and sparkling charisma, the girl gaped at the array with sparkling eyes, her coin left forlorn on the table as she pointed excitedly towards the brightest fruits in the bunch.\n\"Shiny! For me.\" She replied with an eager smile. Jostled by her excitement, the crow atop her head squawked with a beat of ebony wings. While she bounced in place, a jump and a skip in her step, the murder of crows that had nestled throughout the wood elves' home cried out in kind, their echos carried down the whole length of the redwood, the rustle of wings a foreboding facsimile of the familiar rustling of leaves." } ]

[ { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would be gradually making his way through the forest. Only his wolf, Floof accompanying him as he had left the others back at camp while he scoped out the area. As he made his way through the forest, Floof would suddenly let out a quiet bark to get his attention, looking off to the side to see a woman hunched over what looked to be another wolf of sorts. Floof would look up towards his owner as if asking what to do before soon receiving a light incline of the head in gesture to head over. Floof would slowly make his way down towards the woman from behind, keeping his body lowered to the ground as if trying to move unseen. Terrel found himself following more slowly as he'd watch Floof from his kept distance as he already knew the shifting of armor would be enough to alert the person.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Hm?\" *Manon leaned forward to the injured wolf, as if she was being told a secret. Thanking the wolf while gently petting it's bloodied fur as she continued to mend. Sitting upright once again before turning around to look at the one named Floof. She heard something further back but didn't care to go prying as Manon's focus was still healing this wolf. Thankfully she was almost finished. Clearing her throat as if it did anything with the spell she used to speak to beasts.*\n\"Are you here to kill me?\" *She spoke out loud to whoever was hiding in the forest.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Silence. For a while the Pig masked Elf didn't give a response as he watched Floof make his way up to the lady, the wolf's nose twitching as he sniffed at her. Eventually, backing away from her, Terrel focused his gaze back on Manon, finally speaking back.*\"Do you get told that a lot?\"*He'd ask, wondering if there was a sort of bounty over her head to find the need to ask aloud if someone was trying to kill her.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Reaching for her water container with one hand while squishing a bunch of berries into her other. She rubbed the sweet smelling fruit onto the wolf's skin before applying water. She didn't want this wolf to be tracked so easily by the scent of it's blood that stained it's fur. It wasn't the most thorough of washes but it should be enough to send to wolf on it's way, now that it's wounds were healed completely. Giving the wolf one last pet before grabbing her basked with one hand and her staff with another.* \"I don't get a lot of anything in the forest. Seeing how you're talking to me, I'm going to assume not.\" *She turn to face the new wolf, the one named Floof. Reaching into her basket for a handful of edible fruits. Picking up a nearby leaf and placing the berries on top of the leaf before pushing it as far as she could towards the wolf without standing.*\n\"Are you hungry?\" *She asked in the same tongue she used on the wolf mother, her attention directed at Floof.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*It was up for debate, though Terrel hardly killed without good reason.*\"You seem to get a lot of plants...\"*He'd point out, tilting his head towards the basket before gesturing towards the wolf that she sent away.*\"And other resources if you're willing to use them all up this quickly.\"*Floof would eye the woman, a look of confusion on him as she spoke to him. Offering the berries to him, the wolf would take a small sniff of it before turning away altogether, soon walking back over to return to his owner side with his investigations finished.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Scooping up the leaf, folding it around the berries inside in a makeshift pouch. She placed it back into the basket, making sure to keep it separated from other plants inside.* \"Finding plants has never been an issue for me, thankfully.\" *She spoke in common tongue, using her staff to help lift her onto her feet. She wasn't wearing any armor, just casual clothing that those from the city would wear. Bending over to dust herself off and the mud and dirt seemed to fly off her with ease.* \"Is your friend not hungry, I suppose I am a stranger.\" *Manon walked towards a nearby bush and started peeling berries from it.* \"These berries help with infections but they're not made for eating.\" *Once obtaining and handful she wrapped it in another leaf before walking to the male.* \"You should take these with you.\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"I wouldn't think it would be considering we're in a forest right now.\"*He'd jest over Manon saying it was never hard for her to find plants. Though he did find the whole talking to animals thing rather odd, but he supposed he did the same thing if not more strange with the lack of getting a response back.*\"He just ate.\"*Terrel would respond to answer her question about Floof, following her movements with his hidden gaze as she walked over to a bush to take berries from it before coming up to him and offering them. He'd take it in his gloved hand, staring down at them as he had no clue what they were nor why he should use a plant that a random person gave to him.*\"Do you just live out here, giving plants to the random people and animals you meet?\"*He'd ask.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon looked up at him with two cat like pupils, examining his mask and found it rather charming.* \"I like your mask.\" *She said abruptly before taking a step back from the stranger.* \"I do not live out here, and I do not meet many people out here either.\" *Manon didn't care which way he took that statement. It could imply a yes or no.* \"Not all the animals, though it does hurt to hear them cry for help. I can't resist helping the mothers though, they have young ones to look after.\" *She looked behind her, towards the way the wolf mother ran. Manon quickly looked back at the male before giving a rather embarrassed smile.* \"Not that I can understand them or anything, that would just be plain silly.\" *Realizing that she might've sounded a little crazy just now.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Must be a fan of farm animals.\"*He'd respond, catching her practically staring up at him.*\"You should go visit one some time, I'm sure there are all kind of animals that would love you.\"*With his naturally monotone voice, it was hard to tell if he was being genuine or sarcastic, but nonetheless he seemed to find amusement in the admiration of a simple mask. He'd listen to her talk about how she didn't meet many people which already answered one of his questions, soon finishing with her saying how she helped animals in her feelings of sympathy. It seemed she found embarrassment in the idea of talking to them, but Terrel didn't seem too bothered.*\"Understandable. You're alone out here with nothing but animals to talk to, seems about right that you've started talking to them.\"*He'd say, though it was less of him talking on the thought of her actually understanding them and more on her just doing what any person does when they haven't had people to talk to for a long while, making their own conversations with what sentient beings were still around or even non-sentient for those crazy enough.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon was practically beaming as she took the stranger's hand, cupping it between her own. Finally someone who could also hear the animals around, the stories they have to say or the information they wanted to share. Though the predators always bragged about their catches, much like human hunters.* \"Oh!\" *Her gaze fixated onto his mask once more* \"So you can hear them too!\" *Completely misunderstanding what the male meant. She looked down at the ground in excitement, looking for the wolf companion she saw earlier. Dropping back down onto her knees as she lowered herself to talk with the Wolf.* \"I'm sure you and your friend here are very close.\" *However she did not speak the common tongue this time, again she spoke in a weird almost unheard of language that only animals seemed to parse.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*As the lady would take his hand, he'd slowly move it out of her grasp, clearly not understanding what she was getting so excited about.*\"No, I haven't gone that crazy yet.\"*He'd say back. This woman must have been out here for a very long time if she was beginning to hear the animals actually respond back in words she understood. Floof would stare at the woman, eventually responding in a voice of confusion.*" }, { "author": "Floof", "message": "\"We are Miss.\"*He'd answer with a steady wag of his tail. His head would tilt to the side a bit in question .*\"I don't think I've ever met a twoleg able to hear me.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon stared at the companion, What did it mean? \"Met a twoleg able to hear it.\". Realization creeping up on her as she misunderstood what the male had said. She fully believed that these two talked the same way she did with wild forest animals.* \"You mean.. He doesn't understand you?\" *She poked her staff against the pig faced stranger's ankle.* \"How are you both very close if he doesn't understand you or your needs?\" *She pressed further, rather baffled that this wolf chose to follow along. Remembering what he had said earlier about the wolf just being fed, but now that she knows they can't communicate she asked once more.* \"Are you actually full, young one? I tried to give you some fresh berries but you didn't see very keen on the idea.\" *Manon almost neglected the fact that the elf was still standing there.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel was debating between whether or not he should say something, seeing the two of them going back and forth with the strange animal speech, he had no idea if he was missing something or they were actually having a conversation.*" }, { "author": "Floof", "message": "\"Yeah, I got to eat a warthog earlier! Which was king of weird because Alpha is like a pig, a really large pig. But he lets me eat any meat we find.\"*He'd add with a wag of his tail.*\"He doesn't speak the way I do, nor like a pig, but I think he kind of understands.\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Hokay-\"*Terrel would say, carefully reaching down to pick up the young wolf with surprising ease.*\"I think you've been out here alone for a bit too long lady. You know you're the only one hearing things right?\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon gave the wolf a smile, finding relief in knowing it's been cared for.* \"Have you ever tri-\" *She started before the wolf was swooped up from the ground. \"It was nice meeting you~!\" *She said a little louder of the wolf could hear. Manon found her way back to her feet, her gaze staring up at the male with an unenthused look. It wasn't very polite of him to interrupt their conversation like that.* \"Yes, I realized it after I talked to your friend here. I don't live out here either.\" *She interjected, implying she didn't spend all her time alone in forests either.* \"I'm sorry that you're *Boring* And your friend thanks you for the warthog meal as well. He also said he enjoys having such a lovely companion, such as yourself, following him like a loyal pup.\" *She looked at the wolf currently within his arms and gave a wink, even though he probably couldn't understand common tongue.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"We'll apologies for not being able to provide proper entertainment.\"*He'd reply back sarcastically before suddenly shaking his head to and fro.*\"Hold on... The Warthog...?\"*He questioned, his face masked with confusion quite literally in the masked part.*\"He told you about eating a Warthog?\"*Surely, she hasn't been spying on them to be able to obtain that knowledge, did she? Floof seemed to rest rather peacefully in the crook of his arm, probably used to being carried this way. He didn't really understand what the wink was for, but he assumed it was a good thing as he'd allow his tongue to hang out playfully in response.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Well after he made it painfully clear that you and him do not have conversations, I asked if he was actually full or not. You know, since you don't actually know.\" *A hint of agitation in her tone, mostly from the crushed realization that the elf can not speak to his companion like she could.* \"Yes, he told me about the warthog. Anyways, did you get lost out here? Seems like you didn't mean to find me.\" *Now that she was up close and talking with the elf more, there was an extreme chance that he caught glimpse at the pair of fangs she had.* \"I would give you some herbs to help sooth 'his'\" *She nodded at the young wolf* \"Teeth or stomach, but you wouldn't know when to use them anyways.\" *It was becoming a little obvious that the vampire's emotions get the better of her sometimes.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would take in a deep inhale of air, clearly growing more exasperated the longer this crazy talk went on for.*\"Listen, lady I'm going to make five things clear for you right now...\"*He'd begin, after thinking of a number.*\"One I do talk to my wolf, however, having full conversations will always be one sided because I don't know what he's saying and he doesn't know what I'm saying. Two, you are the only one here that seems to be hearing anything back from the animals, so before you get on me for not understanding what my animal says, it is not normal. Three, I'm not some herbalist despite whatever pigs you must have seen that are just so great on finding the right plants and rubbing it all over them. Four, we are not lost out here, we're camping for a while until it's time to get back to traveling. I'm sure Floof didn't tell you about that, now did he? And five, no one was meaning to find you out here, that's probably the reason you're out here anyways without no one else out here looking for you.\"*Terrel would count each of his fingers off as he listed the things, no longer finding need to be any nicer to this Elf who found need to throw insult at things that was quite normal for anything else. If she was going to get agitated at that then it was no wonder she was alone out here.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon listened to what he had to say except for the fifth and last point. What an adorable name, Floof. Manon leaned forward in a little curtsy, more at the young wolf that the rude elf.* \"My name is Manon, it's nice to meet you Floof.\" *She said to the wolf, almost taking pleasure in knowing the Elf couldn't understand her when she talked to Floof.* \"Listen, uh.\" *She glanced at the Elf from head to toe before continuing* \"Uh, Pig.\" *Not knowing what name to call him anyways.* \"It's so primitive of you to just assume what Floof is saying anyways, he barks and you just think what you want. How very inconsiderate. Also. The conversations between Floof and I are none of your concern, he would've gotten to it if you didn't interrupt!\" *She prodded the elf with the end of her staff, her nostrils flaring.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"It's Terrel.\"The Elf would say in a neutral tone. As she'd explain to him that he should assume Floof was trying to say something anyways, he'd bring a gloved hand up to his head in the lightest face palm.*\"I know that.\"*He'd say before lowering his hand once more to gesture towards her.*\"How do you think I found you in the first place? It most certainty wasn't from sniffing around in the snow all day.\"*Floof would look between the two of them, his ears lowering slightly at their argument.*\"Ah how rude of me to interrupt a conversation with my own wolf while I'm standing right here.\"*He'd say with an exaggerated bow.*\"I suppose I should also not take these berries away from you as well in the event that they may want to gossip about what it's like sitting in my hand.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon let out a laugh, A genuine laugh. Her fangs in full display for a moment before she covered her mouth. After a few seconds and wipe of a tear from her eyes.* \"You sound crazy, Terrel. Plants don't talk. Everyone knows that.\" *Manon pressed the end of her staff into the ground so it would stand upright on it's own, using her free hand she ran it through her Raven black hair, moving strands from her face in the process.* \"I needed that laugh, it's nice to know you're not just all rude.\" *She gave a small sigh though, she was getting hungry and not for plants or meat either. Talking to animals wasn't always a wonderful thing. She too had to kill the wildlife in order to survive as well. She had to hear them beg for their lives when she drained them of their essences. It's the reason why she always went for a killing blow.* \"Can you help me hunt for today, I'll translate all the things Floof here wants to say in return. And you can keep the meat and fur of the animal too.\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*For a brief moment Terrel would stare at her, contemplating on the possible repercussions of strangling her before he'd eventually avert his attention to her as she asked for possible help with her hunt.*\"I'm not a Hunter for any reason other than gold...\"*He'd say, looking back at her.*\"And neither meat nor fur is a reward in my eyes... Hardly worth any on market for any animal you find on the daily. He'd give a light pat to Floof's head, debating for a while. He wasn't too sure how much of the person's words were true on what they hear, seemingly crazy on her own to the point where she was probably hearing voices as much as any other madman.*\"I'm not stealthy when it comes to it.\"*He'd finally say, not exactly being a yes or no in answer of her question.*\"Any animal would hear me coming from a mile away.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon began biting her thumbnail, thinking of a way to escape this part of her life. The part where she needed to sedate a growing hunger within her. If it were up to her, she would only heal and mend wounds. Manon began pacing back and forth, entirely lost in thought. Every plant in a radius around her began to close their flower buds or recede from the pacing vampire. The moment she turned away, those same plants began sprouting once more. She wanted to ask Terrel to come with, someone to talk to or take her mind off things before and after the kill. But she didn't want him to be afraid of what she was either.* \"Can I tag along with you while you stay in the forest?\" *Looking around the ground as if she lost something before rushing to a sack of coins she left while healing the wolf. Picking it up and handing it to Terrel in payment.* \"This is all I have on me, I can get more if you need more.\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel took the pouch in his hand, shaking it slightly as if to get a rough guess on how much was inside. He didn't seem too satisfied, but in hearing that she could bring more, he'd take a moment to think about it. She wanted to tag along with him? Terrel wasn't sure how long he'd put up with her moodiness. He already had to deal with enough of that back at home.*\"Give me one reason why I should bring you along with me...\"*He'd say, humoring the idea for a bit.*\"I already travel enough as it is, whatever you expect to get out of following me around for a short while before I leave here, I guarantee it won't be what you're looking for.\"*Terrel would say, seemingly unbothered by the woman and her fangs. This wasn't the first he's dealt with a vampire, far from it, but they were no different to him than any other parasite with a strange obsession with the blood of others. Only difference was these ones talked.*\"I've already had enough of your craziness for one day.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"I just don't want to be alone when I have to take a life, it's.. Sad.\" *She always waited until the cravings became unbearable. It was true that she wiped berries and clean the blood from the Wolf mother to prevent it from being found, from her. It took almost all her willpower to not finish the poor animal off while she healed it. Of course Terrel would be in inherent danger if he chose to accept. She wasn't worried about the looming bloodlust though, The elf could probably overpower her. Assuming that she was within a few yards of him.* \"I won't talk if that's what it takes.\" *She added, a hint of sorrow at the thought of being silent while traveling with another.* \"I'm sure I could provide something of worth for your troubles, I don't know what you need though.\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*What did he want? He only really traveled in working on his swordsmanship, living against the typical stereotype of Elves. Terrel got enough of what he wanted working day today day anyways. He supposed he had a companion who was looking for others to travel with him to this supposed island of oversized wildlife. Terrel could bet this woman would be fanatic over it, but what use would she have if she couldn't even take the life of something as simple as an animal? At least he could pretend that she wasn't there in her silence, though he cared little for the sob story.*\"Is there anything you're relatively good at?\"*He'd ask, seemingly growing bored of the thought.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"I'm good at finding plants, rare or not. I'm rather gifted at it.\" *It was thanks to the nature magic coursing through her.* \"I can heal all types of injuries and trauma as well.\" *Also thanks to the faith magic within her.* \"If anything were to happen, I can fix you, Floof as well. My name is Manon by the way, Floof knew that but I don't think I told you earlier.\" *She leaned forward in a bow, hoping it would be enough for him to take her along as a temporary companion.* \"My magic is at your disposal.\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Plants. He probably should have seen this coming, but maybe she could rummage around for some food for him while everyone else went off to hunt their own meals. Another healer, can't say it was his first, but ever since the others had been busy, he and Okami seemed to be lacking some. Then again, he doubted she'd stay long enough to really provide use with it unless they ended up getting attacked by bandits on their way to the other towns. With the bow, claiming that her magic was at his disposal, he'd let out sigh. Floof would look up at him, his tongue hanging out as he stared up at his owner.*\"Fine...\"*He'd eventually say. Placing down his wolf, Terrel would use his now free hand to push back his velvety cloak, placing the pouch in his pocket before grabbing his crossbow. Loading a bolt into it, he'd draw it back until it made a threatening clicking noise, notifying that it was ready to fire.*\"What do you want Manon...\"*He'd ask in question of what animal she wanted him to shoot, not really caring about it so long as it wasn't one that took forever to find.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Anything is fine really, The next time you catch something for Floof here. Just give me a few moments with it. Alone if you'll allow it. Thank you by the way.\" *She added after a while, her basket and staff in either hand as she waited for his orders to move. Manon found herself hoping that Terrel was an extraordinary shot with the bow. Wishing a quick death for the unmarked animal she sought after. As if connected to her mood, all the plants around her began blooming once more. She wanted to resume her conversation with Floof but she kept her word and remained silent until spoken to.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would turn away without a word, his cloak sweeping behind him in the gentle cold breeze. Looking between the two of them, Floof would try to give a reassuring wag of his tail to Manon before he too would bound after the Elf, keeping to his side as he'd finally catch up. Moving between the trees, the two would eventually vanish from sight, leaving Manon to her lonesome for the time being.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon walked over to a nearby rock so she could sit and wait for the Elf and his lovely companion. She started to flex her fingers on her right hand and it seemed to provoke rapid growth with the moss underneath her. As if being called it started to climb up the rock she sat upon. Manon found herself thinking if she made a mistake in not going with the Elf. Would he even return or did he take her coin pouch and leave? The berries she gifted the Elf could sell for a pretty coin if sold to a local doctor. Eventually, she got up and began following the trail left behind the duo. It wasn't because she was trying to spy or be nosey, she just felt the onset of bloodlust tugging on her conscious.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*It wouldn't be hard to follow with the footprints left in the snow from the twos departure. However, with the head start they got it seemed like they had cover a good amount of distance. Time would pass for a while, having to follow the long trail before she would hear any sign of the two of them being around. A pair of rabbits would dart across her path, one of which being followed by a streak of white fur. Floof sprung atop of the one he followed, its shriek being cut off by the wolf as he snapped his jaws down on its neck. The other rabbit would continue its retreat, seemingly making it away from the wolf only to receive a sudden shot in its side by a crossbow bolt. It writhed in pain as it collapsed on its side, the shot not clean enough to kill it completely as Terrel would slowly walk over to pick up the squirming rabbit, Floof soon returning to his owner with own catch, his tail wagging in delight.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon heard the sound of crying before she saw anything. Just as she made it through the thicket of bushes and tress she saw the first rabbit get silenced. She froze in her tracks as she silently watched the second rabbit get shot. It's pained cries, it's legs kicking at full speed even though it was pinned to the ground. Just as Floof came over and silenced that one as well. She shouldn't have followed, coming here was a big mistake. Tears began rolling down her cheeks, though she didn't know when they started. She hated this curse, this was somewhat faster than what she would have to do. Manon usually had to use her nature to hold down her pray and then finish them off with rock. More than a handful of times the first, second, third strike didn't do the job. She felt like a murderer even though she has never taken a life in the typical sense.* \n\"I'm sorry for following, I uh.\" *She wiped the tears from her face and took a deep breath inwards.* \"You didn't tell me to stay so I wasn't sure if I should've stayed.\"" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*Terrel would look over at her at Manon's approach, more surprised over the fact that she followed them all the way here than the fact that she was crying over a dead rabbit. He supposed that just made it more convenient for him with her already being over here.*\"Don't worry about it. Less of a trip back for me. These things took forever to find.\"*He'd say, wrapping his fingers individually around the rabbit's neck before squeezing into a tight fist. There was quiet popping noise, soon followed by the rabbit going stiff in it finally being put out of its misery.*\"You said you needed some alone time with the animal didn't you?\"*He'd question before removing the bolt and suddenly tossing the dead rabbit over to her without much remorse.*\"Here.\"" }, { "author": "emberflare", "message": "*Manon had to turn her head away from Terrel when he finished the rabbit. Listening to the faint cries going silent followed directly by a popping sound of it's neck. Without looking she nodded to his question, hating herself for this need of hers. It wasn't until Terrel said 'here' and by that time the rabbit landed onto the ground in front of her.* \"Thank you\" *She said softly while scooping the rabbit into her hands. Idly she brushed the fur on it's head, as if trying to console the poor thing. Manon's back faced Terrel and Floof as she sank her teeth down into the rabbit's neck, draining it of the resources she needed to survive. Manon could never tell which part of this process was the hardest. Holding out so she didn't have to claim more lives than needed, or the rush she gained after harvesting. Even off a rabbit she felt energy coursing through her being, felt wonderful down to her core. It was times during the feeding when she wondered what a Macen or an Elf would taste like.*\n*Pulling the rabbit from her mouth as she sat there with her head tilted back, an idol smile etched across her lips with blood dripping down her chin. The afterglow subsided shortly after and she looked back down at her hands, at the dead rabbit still cupped within them.* \"Do you need this rabbit or may I bury it?\" *Wiping her chin with her sleeve before turning around to face Terrel.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Vampires. There was always something about them than seemed unnecessarily off putting. But what's done was done, despite their strange eating habits. He gave a dismissive wave of his hand.*\"Bury it, not much use to me out here. Floof already has his own prize. One he can actually keep for himself, isn't that right Floof?\"*He'd say, the latter part in reference to the other two wolves that always tried to get a bite out of Floof's food with their puppyish greediness. Floof had already lowered his head towards the rabbit, chewing down on it relatively slowly without worry of anyone else coming to take it. Bones snapped under his bite soon followed by the obnoxiously loud chewing from the wolf pup savoring its meat.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon dug at the dirt with her own two hands until a pit was large enough to cover the rabbit. She gently placed the rabbit into the small grave before covering it up once more. Once she was finished she stood up and faced Terrel.* \"I'm sorry for my behaviour before, thank you for helping me.\" *Thought she didn't turn around to leave, in fact it looked as if she was ready to follow them. That was what they agreed upon. She didn't say anything else other than her thanks, intent on keeping that part of her promise as well. Her gaze did drift down to Floof and she gave him a small smile, glad that he was enjoying himself with his meal. Pausing for a moment, maybe Terrel was hungry.* \"Excuse me, uh, Terrel? Are you not hungry after all that? Everyone else has eaten except you.\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Part of Terrel doubted she actually felt sorry. Then again, she could have simply been moody from hunger. Though if she couldn't kill an animal to eat then this was bound to happen a lot and sorry wasn't going to make it any better.*\"I thought you said you were going to stay quiet.\"*He'd begin, seemingly serious for the moment after the inconvenience of having to hunt down one of the smallest animals. Okami would have found more thrill in it. Meanwhile for him, it was just a task for monetary reward. Hardly worth it at best. Terrel would lean against a tree, deciding to rest on it until Floof was finished.*\"I have food back at camp.\"*He'd say, not looking too bothered as he watched his wolf finish his meal before walking back over to him.*\"Nothing to concern over. Not like I'll be running around like a hungry boar attacking the first thing I see.\"*He'd chuckle at the last part, seemingly more lightheartedly.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon smiled half-heartedly at his joke, she knew it was an attempt at humor but 'running around like a hungry boar' and 'attacking the first thing I see' were both things she has done while bloodlusting. Finding a nice place on the ground to sit while she watched Floof eat away, finding some sort of solace again in seeing this thriving young pup. Times likes these help reminded her that this was the circle of life, predator and prey. Though she just wished she didn't have to partake it in.*\n*This was the first time someone had, for the most part, tolerated being around her. He was right on the fifth point, nobody has sought after her. Maybe that's why she felt so comfortable around animals. Once Floof seemed about finished she stood up, expecting travel to happen at any moment.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Let's go.\"*He'd say, inclining his head for them to get a move on. Floof scrambled back onto his paws, waiting for Terrel to move on ahead before following after him. The wolf licked at his chops, letting out a quiet yawn as he walked with him. It seemed like the chase and meal was enough to take away his energy for the time being. At least they were heading back to camp to finally get some rest.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon also trailed behind them both from a little ways back. It definitely felt like she was impeding but it was better than being alone, even if temporary. Making sure to never lose sight Terrel she began picking plants along the way. It wouldn't hurt to have a small supply in case anything happened. Rare plants didn't mean anything for her. All plants were hard to find during the colder seasons but never impossible for her.*\n*Losing herself to thought once more until a question appeared in her mind. Rushing forward to Terrel. Why did he happen to find her in the forest. She wasn't really on a trail or near anything of value that she could sense.* \"Exc-\" *She started and then fell quiet, remembering that her silence was part of the agreement.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would continue walking along, half aware of Manon moving back and forth to pick up plants along the way. She was a real fanatic of them, wasn't she? Thus was the way of the healer, not that it made him care any more. As she would begin to speak, only to cut herself off, Terrel would simply continue on in silence for a while. The only kind of sound seemingly that of their footsteps with the long way back to camp after the hunt.*\"What is it?\"*He'd ask after the long pause.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"We've been walking for a while, why were you so far from where we're going?\" *Occasionally Manon used the end of her staff as a walking stick, something that other casters do no doubt. Although Floof and Terrel would have to step over roots or duck under branches, Manon moved them as she passed. The only times she had to change her pathing was when a rock was in the way or the tree itself, not just the low-hanging branches. Things like these required no thought as she has traveled through forests more than cities.* \"I don't remember feeling anything of value near where I was mending the wolf.\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Camp was much closer before having to go out to hunt.\"*He'd begin.*\"I'd have only stuck around the surrounding area to scope things out otherwise.\"*Pushing past yet another branch, not caring if it swung back in recoil, he'd say:*\"If you're already tired of walking, camp is not much further.\"*He couldn't imagine she ever went that far if she stayed around the forest this whole time. Everything was typically there when she needed it.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She had no idea that her favor placed them so far away from the destination. Manon stopped abruptly as the branch came whipping back at her, narrowing escaping a blow to the chest in the process. She puffed air upwards, moving some of her Raven coloured hair from her eyes as she continued further, needing to duck over this particular branch this time.* \"I'm okay with walking, how are you feeling though? Getting bit?\" *She wasn't sure if they both were being bitten by bugs or not. In her basket she had foul smelling leaves that would deter insects from biting in the future. She also had herbs that stopped itching as well.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel went silent at the question, contemplating if he should answer it with how idiotic it was as part of him wasn't sure if it was an attempted joke or awkward small talk.*\"It's the middle of winter Manon.\"*He'd say.*\"If I were getting bit during this time of year, it would probably much more visible than a rash on the back of the neck.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon fell silent, it was a stupid attempt at small talk. She didn't know what to say or how to act. Sometimes she wondered if Vampires often had this problem or was she the only one.* \"I have herbs for that too.\" *She said quietly, and it was true. She definitely had a herb that would calm itches. She took these embarrassing moments after to remain silent. Maybe she was over reacting but everything she had to say in her mind just sounded stupid to a 'normal' person.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*With Manon going quiet again, Terrel decided to enjoy the silence while it lasted. Parting through the last set of trees, he would make his way into a small clearing.*\"We're back guys.\"*He'd say.*\"Make the lady feel at home, but not too much.\"*Terrel would walk his way into the clearing over to a horse that stood with its lead tied to a tree. At his approach, the horse would gaze over at him, letting out a huff of air only to receive a pat on the snout in return. As Floof entered, two smaller grey wolf pups would rush over to him tackling the wolf over as they yipped at him.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon was taken aback the addition of more people. She fully believed that it was just the three of them. Raising a hand and giving a small wave to all the people, social anxiety creeping up on her now.* \"Good evening.\" *She said to all the people and almost to the pups and horse. She would have to remind herself not to listen to the animals right now. She already came off as crazy to one, she didn't need to be in the center of the joke. Deep down, Manon felt excited as well. Maybe she would have a human companion or 'friend'. Whichever the correct term was. Not knowing where to so she just shadowed Terrel as he moved to the horse.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would move along his horse, reaching into the saddlebags to grab some food to cook later only to turn around and see Manon following him.*\"You know, you can just sit by the fire...\"*He'd say, preferring to not have someone standing over his shoulder or rather below his shoulder for that matter.*\"Going to get late soon so might as well find somewhere to rest for the night...\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon looked behind her and to the fire.* \"O-Oh.\" *She walked over to the fire and sat nearby, taking comfort in the warmth it provided. She kept her distance thought, something about fire always brought up a sense of dread within her. She couldn't explain it, she never had a bad experience with fire. Something about it though, Yeah, it was better to sit a couple feet further than the rest. Manon made small talk with the others in Terrel's party, always keeping her head down in case someone might attack her for being a vampire.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would eventually make his way over to the fire to join her, sitting down a few feet away. In his hands were a variety of different vegetables that he had begun to peel away at before he'd add it to a pot and allow it to cook over the fire.*\"Ever find plants that work well in meals?\"*He'd ask her randomly, most of his attention devoted on cooking right now.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Turning her head to Terrel as he spoke, her attention on the plants he was carefully peeling.* \"Are you asking if I have some on me, or just in general?\" *Before Terrel could add the plants into a pot she reached forward and quickly pulled a vegetable looking plant from him.* \"This is commonly mistaken fo-.\" *Who was she kidding, he probably didn't want a lecture on plants from her anyways.* \"These will make you go to the bathroom a lot..\" *She cut it down short before tossing it into the fire. Normal people might've threw it on the ground but she didn't want that fate for the animals either.* \"I was out picking mostly berries today, I don't mid giving them away.\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"In general.\"*He would say without looking up from his work. When she brought up one of the plants she had, he'd gaze up, soon watching her toss it into the fire before giving a brief explanation for it.*\"Shouldn't waste resources you know.\"*He'd respond, his attention soon altering away from the short lived plant.*\"Not everyone lives in a lush jungle.\"*When she mentioned having berries she wouldn't mind giving away, he'd respond with:*\"Sure, Tzu might like them.\"*Almost on cue with his name, Terrel's long pink hair would start to shift in place, soon exposing the small brown head of the flightless bird-like animal living it. The Furrow would climb up his head, peering around the area through narrowed slits.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"I'm sorry, I'll go grab more in the morning. I forgot that uh, people have troubles finding these things.\" *She reached into her basket to pull out a small leaf pouch with edible berries inside. Looking around the campfire for the one named \"Tzu\" Before the bird made it's appearance. Manon gasped in surprise, had the bird always been traveling with them? Was it asleep the whole time, it didn't make a sound at all. \"He's a cutie\" *She said in common tongue, picking up a couple of berries within her index and thumb. Slowly she raised it to the bird's mouth, hoping it would take a bite. Manon had to look around for any prying eyes before leaning up to the bird, speaking that supernatural language that only animals could understand.* \"My name is Manon, it's nice to meet you.\" *She said in a low whisper, only the bird and Terrel could hear her speak.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*With Manon offering the bird some of the berries, he'd quickly snatch one of them up, soon chewing down on it only for Terrel to suddenly pick him up by the smallest scruff of his neck. The bird would wiggle in his hold a bit before the Elf would eventually put him on the ground, seemingly preferring the bird to not eat on his head. Now on the floor, Tzu would gaze around, trying to find a safer place to go before eventually deciding to simply climb up onto Terrel's pants and rest upon his knee. Deciding this was safe for now, the bird would resume eating, at first not noticing the woman speaking to him. Until he'd eventually lift his head up towards the woman.*\"I suppose you must be another one of this guy's allies.\"*Tzu would respond back to her greeting.*\"Not a surprise, you lot come and go all the time.\"*What he meant by that, it was hard to tell, but eventually he'd slowly begin to make his progression back up the Elf.*\"Thanks for the meal though.\"*The Furrow would say before climbing up onto his shoulder.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon bit down her lip, deciding how to best go about this. Her attention turned back to the fire, the plant from earlier fully engulfed by the flames.* \"It's my pleasure, Young Tzu. What do you mean by people come and go?\" *She said without turning her head, her voice only a whisper. She also tried to move her mouth as little as possible. She supposed talking to herself was less crazy than having a conversation with an animal outright. \"I don't know if we're allies, he doesn't seem to like me very much.\" *Reaching back into her hand and offering yet another berry to the bird on Terrel's lap*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*The Furrow would peer back over at her, probably surprised that she was still talking to him. A phenomena of sorts.*\"It's what people do, isn't it? They come, stay for a while, then leave.\"*He scratches at his fur a bit. As she mentioned not being sure about whether or not they were allies, he would grab at the berry she had and chew down on it.*\"Sounds about right. I didn't know I was an ally either, but yet still here with lots of free food for the taking.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon gave a little nod to the bird before holding the berries in the palm of her hand and up to his face. She wasn't going to feed him one at a time anymore and allowed him to have his fill.* \"You seem to love animals too.\" *She said in common tongue, trying to make friendly talk with the Elf once more.* \"Tzu here is also very nice.\" *Her cat like pupils glaring up at Terrel, becoming a little more curious as to who this individual was.* \"Is there any types of plants you would like for me to gather tonight?\" *Heavily implying that she would not be sleeping at the same time as the rest of them*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Tzu would take as much as he could carry, stuffing some of them into his mouth before quickly climbing up into the Elf's hair, out of sight.*\"It's a familial trait.\"*Terrel would say back casually to Manon as she pointed out his liking of animals. With Manon considering them all nice, he doubted she really talked to them. That or simply saw them as all the same in her eyes. He'd finish adding the vegetables to the soup, turning his head to catch Manon glaring up at him.*\"If you keep looking at me like that, I'm going to put a mask on you as well.\"*He'd say, leaning back to allow the food to boil.*\"Any wildly grown vegetables will do, so long as they're not poisonous. Don't be running around all night. We have enough things to look out for in this forest without accidentally attacking you in the process.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Keep looking at you like what? Like...\" *Moving onto her stomach in the cold ground, her elbows planting themselves down as she placed her chin within her palms. From this prone positioned she peered up at Terrel once more.* \"-this? Does wearing a mask officially make me apart of the group, or do you hate my face that much?\" *She didn't lay like that for long before scooting closer to the fire to re-warm her body.* \"I'll try to catch some sleep then, I wouldn't want to get attacked either. That being said, if you're on duty tonight, I doubt you'd hit me.\" *Not really disclosing if she thought he was a terrible shot or if she had some speed about her that wasn't disclosed.* \"As long as I'm not shot dead from a single arrow, I think I can mend myself.\" *Manon couldn't tell if Terrel actually cared about her well being or not.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"The latter.\"*Terrel answered neutrally, eventually turning his head away to focus on the soup cooking. As it would soon finish, he'd pour himself a bowl and relax a bit to take a small sip from the bowl while Manon continued speaking. More so, mentioning that she doubted she'd get hit on his duty. He wasn't sure if that was from her calling him a bad shot or her thinking that he would hesitate to.*\"Don't count on it, I've fought blind before.\"*He'd say, drinking the soup before lowering it away from his mouth and licking away at the excess.*\"And trust me...\"*He'd begin, lowering his head down so that he could be closer to her level.*\"I won't stop at just one.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"I see what Tzu meant.\" *She grabbed her basket and her staff before rising to her feet. Raising both arms into the sky as she stretched, getting the blood flowing back into her semi-warm body.* \"Wildly grown vegetables that are not poisonous, Sounds good. I won't wander too far away, I wouldn't want to get lost.\" *And with that she began walking into the forest once more. She even passed a bush filled with berries along the way. Maybe Terrel didn't know they were poisonous but Manon knew without even examining the fruits closely.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would give a slow shake of his head as he watched her walk off, eventually turning away to finish his soup and place the bowl back on the ground.*\"It's going to be a long night.\"*He'd say, laying back on the ground as he used the heat generated from both the fire and his clothing to warm him. A small yawn would escape him, as he stared back up towards the sky. He probably won't take first watch tonight after all.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon continued into the forest before grabbing a handful of edible plants for Terrel. She was getting rather cold but ever since she was turned into a vampire, the cold didn't seem nearly as cold anymore. Nothing ever life threatening. Once the moon was high above she returned back to the camp. Placing a rather full basket of plants next to him. She threw a couple of logs into the fire before crawling onto the floor. She wasn't very tired yet, so she laid awake in silence.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would be resting on the ground for the time being, his eyes closed though not that anyone was able to tell really with the mask. He seemed to be in a light doze, though with Manon returning and leaving the plants by him only to go lay on the floor in silence, he'd suddenly ask:*\"You planning on staying awake all night?\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She jumped where she laid, not even knowing Terrel was awake.* \"Sorry, I'm feeling a little restless.\" *She admitted, maybe it was because she was around so many new people.* \"I'm usually awake during the nights so my mind is racing a little.\" *She was a little worried of being asleep when the sun came up, didn't want to get caught in it's rays without some type of protection* \"What kind of mask would you give me?\" *She asked, remembering that he said he would put a mask on her. Maybe the mask would help protect her face from the sun.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel fell silent, questioning why she actually wanted a mask. Who wouldn't really, but after the statement earlier, he'd figure it would be rubbing more salt in the wound to actually consider it. What mask he would give her? Terrel would think on it for a bit, mostly of what's the most annoying animal he could come up with. Eventually he'd shake away the other thoughts all together as one finally came to mind.*\"A cat.\"*He'd say.*\"A black cat.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She smiled, though he wouldn't see it as her back was facing him. A black cat, hopefully the same colour as her hair. A matching mask.* \"That seems nice, I'd like that.\" *She said softly, rolling onto her back and looking up at the sky. It was unfortunate that the stars were not visible past the clouds up high. She never went star gazing with another before, she'll have to add that to her 'to-do' list before she fades from the world, whenever that is.* \"How come a pig mask?\" *She asked, curiosity getting the better of her.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel didn't seem bothered by her quiet words, simply laying there and listening in silence to make it hard to tell when he was sleeping and when he wasn't. Being asked why he chose a pig mask, Terrel thought about it for moment. It wasn't like he had this large reasoning for it. It was simply a mask he had on him, but he guessed anyone who walks around wearing a mask of a farm animal all the time must have a good reason behind it.*\"It's just what I am now.\"*He'd eventually answer.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"I don't think you're a pig.\" *Manon said, rolling onto her side so she could face him. The mask indeed prevented Manon from knowing if he was awake or not. She didn't care though, she finally started to feel tired after her eventful day today. One moment she was looking at the pink haired Terrel and the next moment he was gone as slumber overtook her. For once she didn't have her recurring nightmare, It was always the night she was attacked by the vampire near her home. Maybe something about being with friends helped sooth her mind.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*He gave a light snort of suppressed laughter at what she said. Maybe a bat was a more appropriate mask for her. Terrel would glance over at her, seeing that she had fallen asleep. Seems like all the people being around didn't bother her that much. The Elf would close his eyes for a while, lightly dozing for the time being until sleep would eventually take hold of him as well.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*As the sun would begin rising above the horizon, gentle rays of light would soon shine within the small camping area they had rested at the night prior, reflecting off the rough patches of snow still left upon the ground. Terrel found himself dozing peacefully near the burned out campfire, the small furry bodies of his wolves surrounding him to his inability of being able to remember them being near him in the first place. Nevertheless, the Pig Elf seemed comfortable enough with the arrangements, his eldest wolf resting their head atop his lightly rising and falling chest as if trying to serve as protection while also getting some sleep himself.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon looked over her shoulder at the sound of movement. She woke up not too long before Terrel, more to get out of the sunlight than anything. She decided to find some berries in the meantime, maybe those in the camp would appreciate something sweet in the morning to start off their day. Given the time she had to collect, it wouldn't be enough for the whole camp so maybe she'd just share with the animals or Terrel. She wanted to say good morning to the Elf but held her tongue. So instead she turned back to collect more berries from the bush she was at.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would stir in his sleep, his hand reaching up to find itself patting the top of Floof's head as the Elf would slowly wake up. He sat up, letting out a tired yawn as he'd glance around the camp with a somewhat tired expression before eventually forcing himself to stand up. The movement seemed to wake up the other wolves, the younger ones' tails starting to wag as if they'd been waiting for him to get up this whole time as they'd begin to mill around his legs, forcing him to have to step more carefully around them.*\"Going to have to get these two trained before we reach Salvania...\"*He'd mutter with a sigh, glancing back to notice Manon collecting berries at the edge of camp.*\"Seems like someone's already awake.\"*He'd say.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Finishing stripping the bush dry of it's fruit before venturing into the trees. She wasn't sure if he was talking to her or not. Manon figured Terrel would've made it more obvious if he wanted her attention so it must have been to his animals.* \"I suppose they'll be hungry too, Tzu can have some of my berries.\" *She said to herself. She wasn't opposed to animals dying to sedate the hunger of other animals, just didn't enjoy being in the area when it happened. She was opposed to her own need that forced her to hurt or kill animals, her least favourite trait about herself. The only good thing about this whole situation was sometimes blood healed wounds that her magic couldn't, thought that was very rare.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would regard her for the time being as she seemed to be talking to herself. She was really distant from society wasn't she? Then again he supposed this was more normal than the animal thing. The thought crossed his mind for a bit as Floof would walk over to him, coming to sit down rather respectfully despite the other two clambering over him.*\"Hm...\"*Turning back to Manon, Terrel would gradually make his way over to her, the wolf pups in tow as they raced one another to try to figure out where he was going to go first.*\"Ready to go Manon?\"*He'd ask as he neared her, not giving much context to what he meant by that.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Ah!\" *Too lost in her own thoughts to hear Terrel approach her.* \"I was just collec-\" *She started until he spoke. Where were they going? Maybe..? She entertained the thought that she found a group that would accept her, gaining some hope for the future. She couldn't stop the smile that pulled at her cheeks. Maybe she should explain herself and her needs. She wouldn't want anyone to get hurt because of her.* \"Alright.\" *Tightening her grip on the basket as she turned around and walked towards the Elf.* \"Good morning.\" *She said quietly as she approached him, the smile still lingered across her lips.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel eyed her for a moment. She seemed unusually peachy for it being this early in the morning. Deciding to ignore it, he'd eventually turn away from the Elf and head off in a nonspecific direction.*\"Morning...\"*He'd say after a while to acknowledge Manon for the time being as he'd glance back to make sure his wolves were following. He'd raise the whistle around his neck to his mouth, blowing into it to get their attention. Turning their heads up to them, the three pups would follow after him, tails wagging in excitement. Perhaps it was time for Manon to put her strange abilities to use if she could really do what she claimed to be able to.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon figured this would've been the best time to give him his breakfast. She didn't collect enough for everyone so it would've been better if this happened more discreetly* \"Oh, I picked these for you. For breakfast.\" *She extended the hand that held the basket, offering a minor assortments of fruits for him to snack on if he chose.* \"I didn't have much time to grab some for everyone back at camp.\" *Picking up a couple of smaller sized berries for the bird.* \"Is Mr.Tzu with us today, he might be hungry.\" *Holding up the small berry for Terrel to see between her index and thumb.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel looked at the basket she held out, holding up a hand as he would say:*\"Save it. I'll eat once we're done here.\"*He doubted the others would care much for just eating berries, most likely taking preference to any meat they find out here than the light fruits. However, that was a problem for another time, for now he wanted to focus on training his wolves before they headed into Prasia and lost ability to do so in the privacy of the woods for a while. Finally back out in the snow, the younger wolf pups would find themselves hopping from pile to pile while Floof would keep near the two of them. At the mention of his bird, Terrel would respond.*\"Tzu is always with us. He hardly leaves my hair especially with all the wolves and things going on outside it.\"*He'd say, giving context to how vulnerable the bird was outside shelter. Reaching into his long pink strands of hair, Terrel would course his gloved fingers through it until he'd eventually wrap his hand around the small bird and would tug him out into the open. Taking the smaller berry from Manon, he'd hand it off to the jittering animal to settle him down before placing him on his shoulder for the time being so he could eat.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon brought the basket back to her side. What were they even doing here? Manon probably shouldn't have just followed someone she met into a forest alone. Pretty stupid of her now that she thought about it. He seems friendly enough though.* \"Uhm, what are we doing, where are we going?\" *She'd ask, now concerned with her surroundings. A fighter of sorts, and multiple wolves around her. Thankfully none of the wolves were talking about attacking, so this wasn't entirely planned either.*\n*Standing at the edge of the shade, looking up to see how the winter sky looked today. She 'could' go out into the sunlight but not for very long. Ever since the incident she was very photosensitive and got sunburnt rather easily. She would've grabbed something to cover herself if she knew this was on the agenda* \"Good morning Tzu.\" *Happy to see at least something eating the berries she worked for. She also found enjoyment in watching the two pups run around.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would walk on in silence, debating between whether or not he should say or instead leave her wondering out of the amusement of it.*\"Heading to a nearby creek I found so that the pups can have something to drink.\"*He'd finally say.*\"Then we're going to be training them. After all, you said you could translate between us, hm?\"*Terrel would explain, glancing back at her. It was hard to tell what expression he was making under his mask, save for the slightest grin etched at the edge of his lips. Whether m he was joking with her or being completely serious, it was hard to tell. Nevertheless he would turn away once more to follow a path towards this supposed creek, his wolves eagerly darting on ahead.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon would look up at him, either she was shocked or confused, both probably. One moment he was calling her crazy for talking to Floof, now though.. But she did say she would as apart of their arrangement. She stared at the back of his head, maybe he could feel the intense stare she held onto him. For someone who didn't like her speaking, he's asking her to speak. For someone who didn't believe that she could talk to animals, he wants her to talk to animals. Maybe she should just assume what he wants is the total opposite of what he says. Looking down at her hand before running past him. She stood between Terrel and the wolves just so she could extend the basket towards him once more.* \"If we're going to be out here for a while, we should eat now rather than later.\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would come to a sudden stop as she'd rush ahead of him and hold the basket out again, insisting they eat something now as if the berries were going to go bad in the few hours they'll be gone. Maybe she was more concerned about starving than he was, but he couldn't care less about snacking on a few fruits just to hold him over for a few extra minutes with camp not being so far in the first place.*\"Then eat your fill.\"*He'd say before lightly brushing past her with the sweep of his cloak as he'd continue walking. The Elf figured she could walk and eat if she was so focused on snacking beforehand, at the very least it'll save the time of waiting.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon took a step backwards as he bumped into her. She stood there for a few moments in disbelief. Digging her hand into the basket and began snacking on the berries she found, just as he suggested. Somebody clearly didn't get enough sleep last night, she though to herself. Turning around and stalking behind Terrel, with a straight face. She wasn't going to let him ruin her morning so far* \"Suit yourself then\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would continue onwards in silence until he was finally able to see the creak he had found earlier, inclining his head down towards it to get Manon's attention as he would soon head over to the water. The wolf pups would happily bound their way down the snowy slope, Floof easily taking lead of the two as he made his way over to the cold water and would lower his head to drink from it, the other two soon joining him as they'd carefully reach their heads down to get a taste as well. Terrel would follow just behind them, coming to sit down upon the ground a small distance from the water as he'd watch the wolves for the time being, waiting for them to finish. Patting the area beside him, he'd gesture for Manon to take a seat without shifting his eyes away from the creak's edge.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon followed his head motion and saw the creek. It was pretty amazing to look at in her eyes. She picked up her pace, excited to make it there a little faster. Taking a seat beside where Terrel patted. She thrusted the basket onto his lap before he had a chance to say anything.* \"I'm not helping unless you eat.\" *She didn't look at him either, instead she focused her attention on the wolves instead. She was curious as to what he needed her help for. The Elf seemed too prideful to admit that talking to animals might actually be useful.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Unable to get a word out, Terrel found the basket being shoved onto his lap, causing him to turn his head towards the Elf as she said she wasn't going to help unless he ate the berries. If he didn't know any better, he would have suspected that she was trying to poison him at this rate with her insistence on him eating whatever berries it was that she picked out. Then again, she had also had some for herself as well. With a roll of his eyes, he'd pick up a few of the berries and pop them into his mouth, swallowing them quickly before asking sarcastically:*\"Happy now?\"*Times like this he wondered if she was always going to be this difficult when things needed to get done. It's not like they had all the time in the world with other places still left to go.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Very.\" *She said, giving him a triumphant smile. Pulling the baskets back and placing it onto the ground beside her.* \"What are we training them to do?\" *Her eyes still fixated on the wolves, watching them drink from the water source. She assumed it would be hunting or attacking, what else would it be really? She did agree to help, she was happy that there was something she could do to help. Even if she'd just be a guest for a little while. She had already grown comfortable with the people around her, to an extent. The thought of when they had to go separate ways wasn't very pleasant to think about either.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel gave a light shake of his head in his exasperation towards her before eventually deciding to refocus on the wolves.*\"Impulse control.\"*He'd answer before gesturing down towards the two grey wolves.*\"See the two grey ones down there? The smaller one is Blur and the slightly larger one is Ansel.\"*He'd sit back, resting his gloved palms onto the ground.*\"Planning on leaving them with someone for a while so we can continue our travels with worrying about them being in any danger. Floof is good on his own, but the younger ones still have to learn how to properly listen.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Turning her head to face Terrel, It wasn't a bad thing to teach wolves how to control their impulses. But these ones were young still, of course they would have energy.* \"How would you like to go about this, and what can I do to assist?\" *Manon wasn't sure if this was something he was tasking her to do, or if it was a joint operation of sorts. She couldn't imagine that he would've left all this on her. He had no real way to prove she was doing what was asked.* \"Is this why you haven't fed them yet?\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"You can talk to them can't you?*He'd question.*\"I suppose it would be no more than teaching children basic commands.\"*Terrel would let out a snort of laughter, suspecting that was hardly any easier, but nonetheless they would still be speaking the same language and he'd finally be able to tell just how useful her abilities were. Being asked if that was why he didn't feed them yet, he'd reach to his side, pulling out a small pouch from within his cloak. Opening it slightly, he would reveal the small bits of dried meats within it. Jerky.*\"They probably won't be hungry if you could get them to follow the basic commands. You know, sit, stay, come.\"*Placing the bag in her hand, he'd continue.*\"Think of this as extra motivation. It takes time to teach pups, but you can at least try to get them to understand that they need to listen.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She took the bag and placed it into her basket, next she picked up the basket. Smiling to herself, she placed a hand on Terrel's shoulder and used him to stand up, intentionally placing all her weight for a brief moment onto that shoulder. She had to imagine the look on his face, what would be underneath the mask. It brought her a little bit of pleasure if she were honest. This is something friends do, right? Turning to the wolves before calling out to them both.* \"Hey, Blur, Ansel! Get over here!\" *She dangled the bag of food for them both to see, leaving the top open so the scent can fill the air. Turning back towards Terrel before suggesting that Floof should join in this as well, more as a model student if anything.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would lower his shoulder under the weight she placed on it, making it harder than needed to use him completely to stand up. A smug look crossed what little could be seen of his face before he'd soon look away to focus on the pups. Ansel and Blur would glance up at the mention of their names, water dripping from their muzzles as they'd merely stare over at her. With the suggestion of bringing Floof over as well, Terrel would bring the whistle to his mouth, blowing into it before calling him over. Floof would turn his head towards them, happily bounding over to the two as he'd glance up, tongue hanging from his jaws. As the scent of food began to waft around the area, the other two would slowly begin shuffling over to Manon, staring up at her and practically mimicking Floof as if to beg for the treats.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Alright, today we're going to learn how to control our urges. Floof, since you already know what to do you'll be my little helper today.\" *She turned to Blur and Ansel.* \"Please try your best to do what Floof does.\" *She placed the contents of the jerky into her basket before placing the bag down in front of the dogs. They needed to get a good whiff of the reward they could receive if they listened. Turning around and walking back to Terrel, standing right beside him* \"Blow the whistle again.\" *She also placed some berries over the jerky, attempting to mask the smell as well.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Floof would scratch at his fur with a hind leg, coming to sit down without any treats being gifted to him to his disappointment. Terrel would give a lighter blow to his whistle, causing the other pups to look over to him before eventually losing their more playful look to their faces. Seeing Manon place down the basket with the jerky and berries, Ansel would walk up to it, hopping onto his hind legs to place his forepaws on the basket edge in order to peer inside only for it to tip over and roll on top of him to his surprise. He let out a bark of surprise while Blur would begin sniffing around the side of it, confused by the mixed scents.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Sighing to herself, this wasn't going to be an easy task for her. He was right, they were like children. Always talking and getting into things too. She walked over to the creek to find a weed looking plant growing in the mud. Shoving her hand down until she grabbed the plant by the root. Snapping the root in half before waving it in front of the nosey dogs. Bogweed had to be one of the most foul smelling plants out there, and commonly found near waters.*\"If rewards isn't something you're interested in, then punishments is the only other option.\" *She said to the animals, waving the Bogweed close to their noses.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Blur would look up at root she had, sniffing it briefly before backing away from the smell, her ears lowered.*\"Why do I always have to get in trouble because of what Ansel does-\"*The wolf pup would eventually whine. Floof would scrunch up his nose at the scent of it.*\"That... That is foul-\"*He'd say, giving a shake of his head and soon turning away from her and walking a distance to rid himself of the scent. Ansel would find himself knocking into the basket, causing it to shift and move around as he tried to find his way out from beneath.*\"Don't worry guys, I can handle this-\"*Ansel would bark from beneath it. They definitely had the attention span of children it seemed. Terrel would watch them, giving a light shake of his head at the scene of it.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"It is time to learn how to listen, or you might starve out here.\" *She picked up the basket and collected the jerky. Seeing how nobody wanted her berries to begin she opted to leave them on the ground.* \"First we'll make it individual punishments, but if it continues..\" *She looked at Blur.* \"Yes, everyone will receive another dose of Bogweed. You three are a team as well, help each other.\" *Bending over to pet each wolf on the head a couple of times, reassuring that they can work this out.* \"When you hear the whistle you are too look at listen. He might tell you to come over. He might tell you to go somewhere. Most importantly, He might have you sit and be quiet. There are predators much larger than you and you can get hurt out here.\" *She grabbed Terrel by his arm and lead him away from the dogs once more.* \"This time you'll have to blow the whistle and issue a command.\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Starve? But that's not fair!\"*Blur whined. As the basket was lifted off Ansel's head, he'd shake off the berry juice that stained his fur.*\"Hah! Told you I'd get it!\"*He'd say triumphantly.*\"Ansel you have to stop messing around-\"*Blur whispered to him.*\"I think we're supposed to be listening to the lady-\"\n\n\"Why should we? All she's done so far is burn our noses and offer us some nasty berries.\"\n\n\"Because there's other predators out here-\"*She'd say urgently.*\n\n\"Hah! Predators? That sounds like a challenge! If Floof can handle a warthog, there's no telling what I can take on!\"*He'd say proudly.*\n\n\"You couldn't take on the berry nest-\"*Blur said back in reference to the basket.*\n\n\"I was getting to it.\"*Ansel said in defense.*\n\n\"Guys I... Think we should listen to her...\"*Floof would say, lowering his ears from where he sat distant to them.*\"She doesn't seem as... Happy as before...\"\n\n*With Manon patting the pups then grabbing his Terrel's to lead him away, the Elf would slowly get up and follow after her. Whatever they were talking about, he hoped it would end in a greater display than what he was seeing. Not even a few minutes into training and Ansel was already a mess, Blur terrified, and Floof seemingly disappointed. He listened to her as she said to blow into his whistle to tell them a command and, deciding to go along with it, he'd fine himself asking:*\"Do I even want know what you guys are talking about?\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"I can hear you!\" *She yelled out, more to get their attention that out of anger. She supposed Floof did have a point though. It wasn't directed anyone in particular though, at least she hoped. It probably started when Terrel didn't want any of the berries she picked but he had some at least. \"I want you to use your desired command to make them come to you.\" *She said to Terrel, she figured explaining everything to the wolves as we went along would be the best way for them to learn.* \"Whatever you hear after the whistle means to run up to us, do you understand!?\" *She shouted for the wolves to hear.* \"Something might happen if you come, or if you dont!\" *She nudged Terrel in the side with her elbow, giving him a sign to start.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"You sure have a way of getting your point across don't you?\"*He'd say, having to note her tone with the wolves rather than what she was actually saying from what he could hear. Raising the whistle to his mouth, he'd blow into it.*\"Floof, Ansel, Blur, come.\"*He'd say to them in a more calm voice. Floof would look over to him, beginning to head over before glancing back at Blur.*\"Come on Blur, you remember this one.\"*He'd murmur to her. The younger wolf would look up at him.*\"The scary lady isn't going to ask me to come too is she?\"*Floof would nuzzle her.*\"It'll be alright.\"*He'd say.*\"You can stay closer to me if it makes it better.\"*Blur would hesitate for a moment, soon drawing close to Floof as she'd follow him up to where Terrel was and would sit down near him, eyeing Manon from where they were. Ansel would stay where he was, letting out a huff.*\"Ansel...\"*Floof would say in annoyance.*\n\n\"I'm not going.\"*Ansel would say back, sitting down where he was.*\"What's the point on coming over there anyways? It's not like I can't hear.\"\n\n\"Well you definitely can't listen...\"*Floof would mutter before speaking again in a louder tone.*\"Come on, if you come over here I... I promise I'll find a way to get Alpha to take you hunting with him-\"\n\n\"Yeah right, Alpha never hunts.\"*Ansel said dubiously.*\n\n\"Yeah he does! He took me hunting that one time to catch rabbits.\"*Floof debated.*\n\n\"No way that happened.\"*Ansel responded.*\n\n\"You know you smelled the rabbits on me-\"*Floof barked back.*\n\n\"Lucky solo catch.\"*He'd say.*\n\n\"Ansel-!\"*Floof snapped. The wolf pup would turn his snout away, remaining where he was stubbornly.*\n\n\"Ansel...\"*Blur would whine. Still the other wolf pup would remain where he was, getting up to turn back around and head to the creak again.*\n\n\"Ansel-\"*Floof, Blur, and Terrel would say to the wolf pup.*\n\n\"Fine!\"*He snapped back, turning around and slowly shuffling his way over to them before looking up at Floof with narrowed eyes.*\"You better hold your end of it though.\"*Floof would let out a quiet sigh, not sure how exactly he'd be able to, but at least for the time being the three managed to come over.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She kneeled onto the ground with her basket. Reaching inside to grab a rather thick piece of jerky. Ripping it into three smaller sized pieces as she brought the jerky to each of them.* \"You three did a wonderful job, and Floof was not joking. I was there when he caught the rabbit.\" *Lifting her hand towards each of their heads to give them a little pat.* \"Ansel, right? If you manage to listen to the training and follow instructions. I think I can get Terr- Alpha here to take you along for some hunting.\" *Looking at Blur and then to Floof.* \"Wait, has none of you gone hunting before?\" *From her knees she looked up at at Terrel, a puzzled expression upon her face.* \"You don't take them hunting ever? Is it because they haven't be taught or because of another reason?\" *Before waiting for a reply she turned back to the three wolves.* \"I'm sorry for being scary before, but it's necessary. Thankfully if you have anything you want 'Alpha' to know, I can translate for you.\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*The wolf pups ate at the bits of Jerky, lowering themselves to the ground to enjoy their own treats as they half listened to the other Elf. Being asked if and why he didn't take them hunting, he would say:*\"I've never found reason to, most of the time I just get their food when we go from town to town.\"*Blur would look up at her at the apology before dropping her gaze once more as she'd finish her food and return to Floof's side. Ansel would peer up at her.*\"What's the deal with you anyways?How come you talk like us?\"*He'd ask outright.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Well, I guess I like all animals enough to where I learned a spell that would allow me to have conversations with you guys. You guys might find me scary, but I find you all adorable. This was Alpha's idea because he'll be very sad if something happened to any of you.\" *She finished giving them their reward and stood back up. *She walked away from Terrel and the pups into the field once more. Lifting her staff high into the air and sticking one end into the ground.* \"As awkward as this might seem, the next command will be your cue to attack.\" *She said to the pups. Making her way back to Terrel* \"I think you should let them hunt. Now, Blow the whistle again and whatever you wanna use for attack.\" *She nudged him in the side once again.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Blur would tilt her head up to her, looking at the woman in confusion.*\"Are you Alpha's Beta?\"*She'd ask in confusion of why she was the one Alpha asked to speak with them. At the mention of getting to attack, Ansel's tail would lash back and forth in excitement.*\"Finally! Something actually fun!\"*He'd say. Terrel would look at her, saying.*\"You can't really tell them to attack something without anything to attack. Teaching a wolf how to fight will take more than just waving a stick around in front of them and having them bite on to it.\"*Looking up, he'd consider for a moment as he looked out into the forest. Hunting was hardly his thing, leaving it to mainly the wolves to have to figure it out. Maybe he could get something out of the books M'ra gave him, though it mostly seemed to be on the topic of forgery.*\"Besides, blowing this whistle all the time probably scared away most of the animals at this point.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon turned abruptly to face Terrel. Her finger poking his chest as she spoke.* \"Am I teaching them how to fight, or am I teaching them how to listen?\" *She took the same finger that was poking him and pointed towards the staff.* \"It doesn't matter what they do with the thing, as long as they're doing as ordered.\" *Giving him a small scowl, gazing into his eyes as she continued speaking.* \"Blur, Floof, Ansel!\" *Almost yelling the order itself for them.* \"I placed my stick in the middle of that field behind you three. Show me what you would do if it was a deer.\" *She didn't bother turning to face the wolves, she had more faith that they knew what to do than Terrel at the moment. Returning to common tongue as she finished.* \"So unless you have another way. Blow the whistle.\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would stare down at her, his expression somewhat neutral towards her outburst as he'd simply wait for her to finish. It seems that this was a common occurrence with her. As she finished, he'd placed a hand on her shoulder, tightening his grip for the time being as he would lower his head down to her.*\"Impulse. Control.\"*He'd remind to answer her question about what they were teaching the pups.*\"Maybe something you should learn as well before you set them off. For someone who talks to animals so much, you know very little about them.\"*He'd lift his head away from her, letting go as he'd shove her away from him with little force. Bringing the whistle up to his mouth, he'd call out for the three pups to follow and, after looking between the two of them, they'd gradually shuffle their way after the Pig Elf.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon gritted her teeth, the issue obviously him. Making everything so far just more difficult than it ever needs to be. Turning her back to Terrel as she made her way to grab her staff from the ground. She didn't make an attempt to hurry after them. It wasn't like he had anything useful to say ever anyways. She didn't know but the flowers and and grass withered away as she approached. It wasn't until she left the area that the plant life returned to their normal appearance. Her gaze was fixated on the back of his head, her brows scrunched as she wasn't pleased with him right now.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would continue walking onwards, ignoring Manon for the time being. Seemingly heading off into a different direction, it appeared like he wasn't heading back to camp but instead some other part of the forest. The wolf pups would keep close to him for a while, but upon them seeing that they weren't reaching whatever their destination was soon, they would eventually spread out a bit, taking the time to sniff around the new area with suppressed excitement before continuing back on the path once more.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon made sure to stay behind the pups at all times. Something could happen to Terrel but these pup were angels. Occasionally she stopped behind Ansel when he took too long sniffing around. Sometimes whispering words of encouragement to keep going with the rest. After a while the flowers no longer evaded her presents and vines continued slithering past to forge a path for her.* \"Where are we going?\" *She asked after a while, they definitely would've made it back by now. There were now in an area where she could faintly sense nearby animals.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*At first, Terrel wouldn't respond for a long while, seemingly more focused on what was ahead. Occasionally, the wolf pup's ears would raise as if listening to something before they'd continue on forward with more motivation. Terrel would watch them run off ahead of him, Floof being just a bit behind as he tried to keep close to them.*\"Stay quiet and you'll know.\"*He'd say in a low tone.*\"Learn to listen first.\"*Terrel would come to a stop around the area where the pups had hustled off to, staring off past with the sounds of animals around becoming more noticeable with distance.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"I don't appreciate you talking to me like I'm one of your animals, Terrel. Just as I'm foolish for following some masked man around. You're equally foolish trusting me so much.\" *She felt like Terrel's sole existences was to annoy her. He's done nothing but provoke her with his words and actions. She didn't even know why she continued to put up with it as long as she has but yet she still followed him deeper into the forest. Giving herself a few minute to cool off before she explodes emotionally, taking a deep breath and eating nearby berries as a source of comfort* \"Where are we going?\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Maybe he was foolish for trusting her. After all, she was just an Elf he found out in the forest with nothing better to do than talk to animals and criticize others for not doing the same. He didn't look back at her, not even answering her question. He remembered a time when she said she wouldn't speak as much, maybe the real foolish move was allowing them both to forget that. Up ahead the wolves would sniff around the area, Blur soon excitedly darting off into the bushes to the surprise of a squirrel that was hiding in it. She'd chase after it, her brother soon following suit as he'd tackle into it. Floof would run out with them, excitedly joining in on the fray as they'd chase after the animal. Terrel would lean against a nearby tree as he watched them, deciding to not involve himself while the wolves finally got a chance to hunt.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She kept her distance from Terrel this time, instead she turned into the forest and walked deeper inside. She was going to go explore the area. It wasn't something that was necessary to do, she could feel most things in the area. It was just an excuse she made to go clear her mind. She found a puddle and stopped over it, lowering into a crouch as she held her hand over the liquid. This is how she found out she was gifted in the nature arcane, she never tried with water. Closing her eyes she thought of nothing but moving the water with her magic. If she could at all.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*The wolf pups would gather around the freshly killed squirrel, soon wrestling over it to get a bite out of the animal. Terrel would glance over as Manon walked off, partially assuming she was going to go her own way and would decide to maintain focus on the wolves again. Ansel would snap at the bones of the squirrel while Blur ate her small fill, trying to stay out of the way of her rambunctious brother. Turning to look back at Terrel, Floof would gradually make his way back over to him, soon receiving a pat on the head in return.*\"Whenever I return from my travels, I think it will be about time to properly teach you how to fight.\"*He'd say, knowing full well the wolf didn't understand him.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Just as I thought.\" *She said as nothing happened. No floating drops of water. No ripples under the surface. Nothing. Standing up again and backtracking to where Terrel was. Finding the least mossy tree was easy, as she went to go sit. She overheard what he said. There couldn't be much to it. Bite, scratch. Simple things. As soon as she sat, she got back up and walked towards the pups. Stepping around Terrel instead of returning the favor from before. She kneeled in front of Ansel, placing a hand on his head.* \"I'm happy you got to go hunting a little. Fun stuff like this is why you should listen to Alpha, alright?\" *She ended up addressing all three of them but was looking down at the troublesome one.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would watch Manon make her way back, not moving as she would step around him to go over to Ansel. Part of him wondered if she kept near just to have animals to talk to more. He supposed it was only until they left the forest, though he'd have to go get Okami before they eventually headed out. Ansel would let out a slight scoff.*\"I could have hunted at any time.\"*His sister would with out a quiet laugh.*\"No you couldn't.\"*She'd say back. Floof would lay down, deciding to relax after the short fun he got to have.*\"Are you happier now...?\"*He'd ask Manon, gazing up at her.*\"You seemed very upset today...\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She turned her head to Floof. This one was so considerate of her feelings, he really was precious. Leaning all the way forward until her lips pressed against the top of his head. Moving her hand from Ansel to Floof's chin.* \"I'll be okay young one, Sometimes I can let my feelings get the better of me. I'm sorry to have worried you.\" *She said while scratching at his chin.* \"Are there things you'd like to do more often of? More hunting, certain foods? I'm only here for a little while longer, now is your time to have your needs voiced.\" *She turned her head to Terrel, doubting he even cared what they wanted to begin with.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Floof would close his eyes, giving Manon a lick on the face before resting his head back down on his paws.*\"More fighting.\"*Ansel would say with a grin.*\n\n\"Ansel stop it, you can't fight everything in the forest!\"*Blur snapped.*\n\n\"Sure I can, who's going to stop me?\"*He'd question proudly.*\n\n\"I think a big enough puddle would.\"*She'd reply back sarcastically. Floof would roll over onto his back, staring up at Manon.*\"It's always nice to get to stretch our legs.\"*He'd say. Terrel would stare back down at Manon, figuring she was chatting away with them about who knows what at this point. For a moment he considered asking, but knowing how moody the Vampiress was, he doubted he'd get a direct answer from her. Instead, he'd simply hold her gaze with an emotionless one. It wasn't like she didn't know he was clueless to the conversation, though he figured she'd ignore that fact any given day.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Please find it within you selves to listen to Alpha.\" *Is what she finished. Giving them each a smile because they're rather adorable, most animals were to be honest. Made her way to Terrel and stood by his side without so much of a word. She didn't really feel like talking to him once again, he wasn't the nicest person today either it seems. They probably just needed so more time around one another, to figure out what agitates who.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"It would be easy if Ansel wasn't so difficult.\"*Blur would reply.*\n\n\"Someone has to be here.\"*Ansel would say back.*\"What would you do if you were to get attacked without me around?\"*The young wolf puffed out his chest pridefully, causing both Floof and Blur to let out an annoyed huff of air in response. With Manon returning to his side, the Elf would rise back to his full height and eventually ask:*\"You returning back to camp?\"*It was a simple yes or no in his eyes, seeing as they could get in what little training the wolves were able to pick up in the midst of their debate. He doubted the pups would remember much of what they learned with their young and easily distracted minds, but hopefully he could get them well-behaved enough for when they get to Salvania with or without Manon's help. After all, wolves were different than dogs.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"I guess.\" *Was all Manon said. Turning around and walking ahead of everyone this time. It wasn't difficult to backtrack. She didn't feel like gathering any plants on the walk back. To make everything feel worse she could feel the dull ache in her stomach. She started to think about what would be the best training method for these pups. Ansel would definitely need some one on one time. Blur would pick things up far easier without the constant distraction. Maybe Ansel was trying to win Blur over or something. It wasn't really her business, she'd probably get kicked from the camp shortly anyways.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would watch Manon walk on ahead, hanging back with the pups as they waited for him to continue. Each of them would stare up at him, causing him to narrow his eyes slightly.*\"Don't you guys give me that look.\"*He'd say, walking past them to follow. Floof's tongue would hang out lazily, soon getting up and walking on just ahead of the Pig Elf while the two younger pups kept as his side. Terrel would move at a slower pace than Manon, giving her just enough space so that she was at the edge of his vision. At least he could make himself some proper breakfast when they got back to camp, one thing to look forward to with how the morning went.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Once she returned to camp she didn't bother talking to anyone. Made her way to the campfire that someone rekindled and watch the flames flicker and dance. She'd have to go back to collecting plants for some spare coins that could help her buy much needed supplies. It was sorta fun while it lasted even with all things considered. She'd have to back to killing animals herself once more, or causing them so much pain they'd wish they were dead. Both options drained on her mentally.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Taking his time to return to camp, he'd glance at Manon making her way over to the fire before walking over to Carl to see how much supplies he had left. Seems like he'd have to restock soon. At least they were near Prasia's border to make things easier. Reaching into the bag, he'd take out a single apple, deciding that it'll have to do for now as he'd bite into it. Floof and the others would race around the camp, Ansel and Blur play fighting with one another near the center. Terrel would sit down, leaning back against his horse with a sigh. It had felt like a long day already and he'd prolly have to head to the marketplace before it was all said and done.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon figured she should just get it over with sooner rather than later. If she didn't feed she'd just be a liability to the rest and she wouldn't have that. Leaving the campfire and walking into the forest once more, she wouldn't be needed her basket for this anyways. Occasionally she would leave a bush completely withered, removing the life with her magic. Markers for her to find on her way back. She made sure they weren't bushes of any major importance too, didn't want to waste the fruits. Occasionally she felt movement around her, the hardest part was roping the animals with vines. It required a lot of focus to pinpoint their movements through the plants around.* \n*She could feel something small running in front of her, something close enough for her to truly focus on. She summoned nearby plants to use their roots to entangled the critter long enough for her to find it in person. This time it was another poor rabbit. Instead of picking up a rock she tried the tactic Terrel had used last night. Wrapping her fingers around it's warm neck, trying her best to ignore the cries for help that came from it. Squeezing her fists until she heard a small pop and the rabbit fell silent. Sniffling, as she felt it moving one moment and dead the neck within her hand.. By her hand. She brought the rabbit to her mouth before sinking her fangs into the still warm flesh before draining it completely*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Seeing her leave, Terrel would pause for a moment before eventually getting up to follow after her. He kept his distance, figuring she was trying to keep to herself. Terrel would come to a stop as he'd watch Manon make her way over to the entangled rabbit, soon killing it off with a snap of its neck before she'd begin to feed on the animal while he watched in silence until she finished.*\"You know you should really save yourself the trouble and get yourself an actual weapon.\"*He'd interrupt, resting a hand near his waist where the the hilt of his sword poked out.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Looking back over her shoulder when he began speaking. The hairs on the back of her neck and on her arms stood on end. She was probably the most vulnerable while feeding as her body enters a more euphoric state. Lifting her right hand to her face and wiping at the remaining blood. Instead of removing the blood it just smeared it across her cheek and chin. She walked past Terrel without saying a word, intending on going back to the camp with the rest. She didn't have the money for a weapon and she wouldn't know what do to with a blade at all.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Manon.\"*He'd say, grabbing her arm she would walk past as he'd look over at all the blood staining her face.*\"At least go wash all that off before leading every predator in the forest back to the camp. It's bad enough when Okami drags an entire pig around for the forest to see.\"*The Vampiress seemed so insistent in keeping her vampirism hidden from people, though only ever ended up making a bigger mess of it. It was rather odd, considering most vampires typically didn't care what they showed of the curse.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon didn't say anything to the Elf. She guessed she needed to find her way back to the creek from before to wash her face off. She waited until Terrel was done speaking before silently heading the opposite direction from the camp. 'Why was he even out here? Probably because he didn't trust her of course.' She thought to herself. Figuring it was better that she didn't look into things. The walk to the creek was a lot longer than she expected, maybe she went too far in a direction. Eventually she came across the small body of water. Cupping her hands together and splashing the freezing water across her face while using the back of her hand to scrape at the blood that had dried. She couldn't really tell if she had gotten all the stains off but she went back to camp anyways.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*With Manon heading off towards the creek, Terrel would turn away to head back to camp. As he'd eventually return, he'd head over towards Carl and reach into one of the saddlebags to grab one of two books M'ra had sold to him. Forges. As he'd sit down to read the book, Ansel would walk up to him, a stick firmly clamped in his jaws as he'd shake it to and fro. Terrel would half attentively grab the other end of it, playing tug o war with the young pup while he'd flip back to where he left off in the book in the time that Manon was gone.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon walked to the horses, reaching down to grab a handful of dried grass and hold it up to his mouth. Another hand reached for the top of his head and began petting at him. Admiring the furs on his head and it's beady eyes as well. After a few minutes she looked around for Floof, the compassionate one of the group it seemed. She found him next to Terrel as always, walking over to him before kneeling in front of the pup.* \"Is there anything I can do for you, young one? I don't have much to do right now.\" *It was more her way of saying thanks for caring. She would've done it for the other Pups but they weren't exactly warmed up to her yet.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Carl would hesitantly eat at the dried grass from Manon's hand, lowering his head away so that he can enjoy it for himself. Terrel would cast a side glance over at Manon as she neared, soon returning his gaze back down to the book while Ansel continued to tug at the stick with more effort than Terrel needed to put into it.*" }, { "author": "Floof", "message": "*Floof would find himself laying on the ground while he sat pressed up against Terrel's leg as he stared up at her.*\"Can I... Have a belly rub...?\"*He'd ask quietly, laying on his side slightly to expose his stomach.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Of course you may.\" *She reached down and pressed her hand against his belly, stroking the fur on his underside. She wondered if she smelled like the animal she ate from before. Maybe she should always find mint leaves, something to hide her breath after she was finished feeding. \"Are you happy, Little Floof? You don't seem to play with your brother and sister, but you're a sweetheart.\" *She looked up at the back of Terrel's head, wondering if Tzu was still resting underneath the pink hair. \"I wish Alpha was nice like you.\" *She found herself saying to the pup, feeling the need to express her thoughts to something.*" }, { "author": "Floof", "message": "\"Yeah I'm okay...\"*Floof would close his eyes slightly.*\"Oh they aren't my real littermates...\"*He'd say in response to her question.*\"I like them, but sometimes it's hard being followed around by pups everywhere I go...\"*Floof would eventually roll over completely, his tail giving a light wag. As she said she wished Alpha would be as nice as him, he'd say:*\"Alpha can be nice... Sometimes he's just... Busy being Alpha...\"*Floof would kick out his foot slightly.*\"He likes to separate work and play so we can notice the shift sometimes.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Busy being a jerk more like. Reaching down with her other hand to double the stomach rubs. She wouldn't know anything about work to be done. He seemed content to tell her nothing of what is going on. The people were nice, the animals were too. But Terrel just made her feel like an unwanted visitor all the time. It didn't really explain why he followed her into the forest, despite all the things he has done to her.* \"Thank you for your time.\" *She said to Floof before sitting near Terrel, though a gap was definitely noticeable.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Floof would give her a light nuzzle of reassurance, soon laying his head back down to rest in between them with the gap they created. Terrel would lean against his horse as Carl had eventually laid down to rest for a while.*\"Have you ever had an animal of your own?\"*He'd ask out of the blue as he'd lower the book and decided to focus more on Ansel as he'd begin to tear at the stick, becoming to into chewing it up than actually pulling it away.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"No, I'm afraid that I'll kill it.\" *She said, little to no emotion in her voice. She wanted to have an animal companion but the hunger drove her to madness sometimes. She no longer thought about friends or foe after a certain level of starvation. Often she tried to find out just how long she can go without hurting. Without killing. She wanted to know how long she could go without giving into that frenzied state. The last time it had happened was during the summer, It took forever to clean herself and her clothes from the bloodbath she woke up in. The way she fed off those deer. They were mutilated to say the least.* \"The animals of the forest are company enough most of the time.\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"So you'll take to killing your company instead...\"*He'd respond back, eventually letting go of the stick as Ansel would carry it off and bite at it on his own. It didn't matter what she did, at some point she was going to have to eat the animals she spoke to unless she'd prefer eating whatever poor travelers found themselves caught in her rampage which, at this point he'd be sure she'd prefer. However, if she wasn't getting a pet just for that, he could assume that she saw reason to fear her own curse rather than put it to use.*\"I'm guessing you've never tried the alternative methods.\"*He'd say, glancing back over at her and lowering his palm down towards Floof's head so that he could idly pat him while he spoke.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She didn't say anything. She didn't know what he wanted to her from her anyways. There wasn't a choice involved in the process. Killing was forced into her survival needs, or at least hurting other living creatures. If she didn't she would die, if she died. She couldn't save other living creatures. She always thought about the harm she was creating vs the harm she was healing. So far, if feeding off on animal every day or every other day meant treating 10 wounded. It was worth it. If she lost sight of her call as a healer. She shook her head, not wanting to think about what she would become them* \"What alternative methods?\" *She never heard of another option but that the same time, she half expected him to give unhelpful advice.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Artificial blood...\"*He'd say simply as he'd lift his hand away from Floof. Terrel could recall visiting the shop once to see the vials of blood on display for those who needed it. However, only now does he really get its purpose.*\"Some stores sell it if you're fortunate to find one... There's enough vampires running about as it is for everyone to know about it. Wouldn't hurt to stock up and save yourself the trouble of having to kill something every time you get an itch for it.\"*'Especially since you seemingly cry over it every time.' He'd think the final part to himself. Never before has he seen someone act so depressed over a dead rabbit they've probably never met before.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She never heard of Artificial Blood before. She couldn't imagine it would taste very well.* \"I could try some, I'm sure they become costly over time though.\" *She would like to not kill as much as possible.* \"Why are you helping me?\" *She found herself asking before she could really stop herself. His actions were different than his words more often than not. Not once did she get the impression that he cared for her anyways. Why she was not sent off by now? Could've just taken her coin and drove her away easily with his pups*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Most food typically does.\"*He'd say.*\"Though if you continuously find and sell plants I'm sure it won't be that hard to keep up with.\"*It was probably a steady living, find stuff to sell, use said earnings to afford food. He wouldn't say it was the best way to go by, but such was the way things tended to be, especially for those that travel a lot. Being asked why he was helping her, he'd give her a lopsided look with the curvature of his mouth before giving a light shrug in response. Why was he helping her? He supposed it was something he typically did when in need of allies as most did during travels and as, annoying as she was, he's had worse, not that he'd care to admit it. Times like these, it was better to make allies than enemies out of people, but for Terrel, it was hard to tell with people sometimes. Even Okami could have suggested that.*\"Just am.\"*He'd say simply, leaning back in his horse with his arms resting behind his head.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She often gave her plants for free. Only keeping what she needed for emergencies. It wasn't hard to find things to eat in the forest, so needing to pay for food wasn't an issue for her. Besides doctors needed the money to continue treating other people or to resupply their stocks. She could keep a little more for herself. If it means she devours less rabbits in the future.* \"Okay\" *Manon didn't care for his answer as to why he was helping her, but she didn't like the majority of things that came from his lips anyways. She felt a little stupid asking him that question, basically set herself up for that response.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would glance down at his book, deciding to get comfortable for the time being as he allowed the silence to ensue between them. Maybe the rest of their travels would be like this, leaving him to eventually forget that the Vampiress was even there before they left.*\"Why do you always come back?\"*He'd ask back to her in his own rebutted question. Maybe the fact that she stays out in the forest anyways was the answer or simply wanting to talk more with the animals. Though looking past that, he could see she's been nothing but frustrated all morning.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Without hesitation she answered his question.* \"If I left because I'm upset and something happened to you all, I wouldn't be able to live with myself.\" *Looking around the camp at the people and animals alike. At least with her there, they could survive a lot easier if something were to happen. She could also sense disturbances nearby if they grew close. Maybe she wouldn't know exactly what it was, but it was something at least. Though creature sensing took more concentration than plant finding. If she was distracted with something, she probably would feel it anyways.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would narrow his eyes slightly within his mask, almost daring to question why she'd care so much before he'd answer his own question. She was a healer. It was just how they were. They cared, a little too much about a bunch of strangers if anyone asked him. This one more so about every animal she came across despite feeding off of them soon after.*\"We're a bunch of travelers camping in a predator infested forest.\"*He'd say, a grin forming on his face as he'd look up at the sky from where he laid against his horse.*\"I'd say we would be asking for something to happen at this point.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon nodded in agreement, they were asking for something to happen. Something probably would happen as well. She wasn't afraid of the forest because of her magic mainly. Sure she had to blind and daze a few predators but it was a simple spell that everyone knew.* \"I agree\" *Manon couldn't help but wonder if she had paired up with bandits. She wouldn't really know what to do in this situation. She didn't want to hurt other people but she didn't want them to get hurt either. It would explain why his face is covered though. Manon pulled her knees up to her chest, her arms wrapping around her shins. Her chin found it's spot on her knees as she just started thinking about the people she so willing surrounded herself with.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would give a quiet sigh, returning back down to his book in the silence they had. Floof would look between the two eventually curling up as he could finally draw some comfort with some of the tension gone. Blur would slowly make her way over to them, pawing at Floof before she'd eventually lay down next to him and decide to rest as well. As Ansel would finally snap the stick in half, his eyes would flash triumphantly down at it, soon turning to look at the others only to see them having missed it. He'd give a disappointed huff of air, soon walking over to join the two as he'd sit down in front of them, almost as if he were trying to stand guard to Floof's amusement.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon would hold her hand out beside her, allowing vines to wrap around and tie themselves into a ball. Looking over at where Ansel stood, she decided to throw the ball over his head. She wanted to see what he would do without the warning. If he ran for the ball she would use her magic to throw it back to herself before Ansel could grab it. A game of keep-away of sorts. She was going to allow him to keep the ball anyways, it should last a few days before completely drying out and dying.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Ansel would watch the ball fly over his head, his ears standing up in alertness as he stared at it. For a moment, he looked like he was at a debate, choosing between either continuing to sit and keep watch or chase after the ball. Eventually he'd simply let out a low growl at it, keeping himself lowered defensively from where he remained as his tail lashed to and fro in fighting the temptation. Terrel would glance down at the young Wolf, raising an eyebrow in slight curiosity.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*The vine popped the ball into the air and she caught it with her hand. She then held the ball out and shook it for Ansel to see. Once she felt like he had a good understanding of what it was, she threw it once more into the field. She felt like having another conversation with Floof but this time she turned her attention to Blur. \"How are you, Miss Blur? If you had one thing to say to Alpha, what would it be?\" *For some reason she felt like assisting Terrel in understanding his animals a little more. Possible a little better, seeing how there was a communication barrier between him and the three.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Ansel would follow the ball, his head turning back to watch her wave it around before she would throw it once more. Still he didn't get up, looking like he was about to lunge before holding himself back again. Terrel would give a light incline of his head towards the pup and, finally deciding to give into temptation, the wolf pup would chase after it, lunging himself into the ball. Blur would look up at Manon as she mentioned her name, soon finding herself shrinking away from Elf as she buried herself further into Floof's fur.*\"N... Nothing...\"*She'd say keeping her ears flat against her head.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She decided to leave Blur alone. She hasn't warmed up to Manon quite yet and that was okay. Seeing how they weren't going to do anything for a while she figured now would be a good time to find fruit like she always does. Locating her basket and placing it in her arms before walking towards the edge of the forest, the ends of leaves or staring into the ground. Almost as if she had X-ray vision to tell which root was growing underneath without needing to pull it out. She tried to imagine what the camp would need, she had no clue on their medical supplies for when she left. Manon hated the idea of them being low on medical supplies and had no way to heal simple injuries.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*He'd watch as Manon would walk off from camp, turning his gaze to Ansel as he'd wrestle with the ball. A grin formed on the Elf's face as he'd soon enough place the book down to move over towards Ansel and give him a pat on his head.*\"Good Ansel... Good...\"*The Wolf's tail would wag to and fro, taking it as a sign to keep attacking the strange ball of vines. Blur would look over at her brother, eyeing him from the safety of Floof as he rolled around on the ground while the Elf would play with him. Floof's tail would wag to and fro, soon finding himself getting up and jumping up on Terrel to join in fray. Blur would keep where she was, coming to sit down as she watched the group from a distance.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*As the time had passed, slowly shifting from early morning to late afternoon, Terrel had decided to keep himself busy around the camp in preparation to continue their travels. Finding himself low on food and them sitting just at the edge of the border, he figured they could probably find a place to stay in Prasia tonight whenever Kibaru eventually decided to return with Carl after recently taking him out. The Wolf pups had taken the time to enjoy themselves, finding excitement in the idea of getting to continue traveling with the packing up being done as they'd wrestle with one another, occasionally breaking apart to see what the Elf was doing before returning to their activities.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon took this chance to take a nap underneath a rather tall tree. Her arms wrapped around her staff as she laid against the base of the tree. Her body slowly raising and dropping as he breathed. Times like these were when she was vulnerable, much like everyone else while they sleep. She couldn't sense anything while unconscious. Occasionally she looked around, a little conscious that she might just wake up to find everyone gone. But at the sight of people and animals alike, she eased back into slumber. Other than the fact that she was traveling with non-vampire, she would usually sleep or nap during the day so the cover of night allowed her free movement.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Finally Kibaru would return on Carl. Going straight towards Terrel with a decent speed* \"Hey! Terrrel. I'm back\" *He would yell out with a unseen smile behind his mask. He would then soon climb of the horse* \"Few. That was fun. Horse riding sure is a heck of allot faster than normal running\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*He'd stand back up straight, turning to gaze over at Kibaru as he'd make his way back to the camp with newfound excitement.*\"Doesn't take a genius to learn that.\"*He'd say jokingly at Kibaru exclaiming how much faster riding a horse was than walking. Heading over to grab Carl's lead in order to check the bags he had, Terrel would say:*\"Now you can go run wild whenever we get you a horse in Salvania. Won't be able to keep sharing Carl with all this traveling.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*The yelling and boost in chatter was what awoke her. Shifting where she rested until she finally stood up. Needing her staff to help with walking as she made her way over to Terrel and the stranger. Using her right hand to wipe away at her eyes, a yawn pushing itself out from her lips. Manon's hair was messy as well, sticking up on the side she slept on with pieces of wood tangled in her hair.* \"Why are you being so loud?\" *She said to Terrel, She was quite enjoying her nap. Once she finished rubbing her eyes she looked up and spotted the other person. It was enough to send a chill down her spine as she looked at the stranger.* \"U-Uh. Hi?\" *She looked back at Terrel with nothing but pure confusion on her face.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Hey there\" *He then looked at Terrel* \"Picked up another stray then?\" *He asked with a slight laugh* \"And thanks for letting me train a bit. But do tell me-\" *He climbed off and looked at the woman before bowing a litte* \"Good afternoon ma'am. Name's Okami. It's a pleasure I'm sure\"\n\n*He had 5 blue tails, Fluffy and seeming to uncountable as they weaved around. He had a wolf mask on that bore markings of sorts on it. His ears the same bright blue as his tails and his hair a dark blue colour. He had a coat on open to expose his chest and abs that showed just how heavily trained his body was. His black long pants covered the top of his snow covered brow boots. This Okamimi seemed arrogant and stature and by the tone of his voice*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would look towards Manon as she had woken up and walked towards him.*\"Because being quiet would be suggesting that I'm trying to hide something.\"*He'd say casually in answer to her question. With Kibaru hopping off Carl, he'd take the horse over to a nearby tree to tie up his lead up to it for when they were ready to travel later.*\n\n\"You have no idea.\"*He'd say back to Kibaru in reference to picking up a stray.*\"She's meant to be helping out while we're here.\"*Keyword being meant of course though not even Terrel was sure how true that statement was at this point.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon definitely wishes she wasn't awake for this. It left a rather bad taste in her mouth to be called a stray.* \"Manon\" *Was all she said to the wolf masked individual. Keeping her introduction short since he had just called her a 'stray'. She caught at glimpse at the exposed chest on the one named Kiba. As much as she would've liked to look a little longer, she caught the backhanded insult from Terrel. Tearing her gaze from Kiba to look at the pig faced man with a hint of a scowl. If he didn't appreciate the effort she went to bring food for the camp then why continue to waste her time. She'd just feed herself from now on. Figuring that the conversation she intruded on had nothing to do with her, she turned and walked back to the tree she came from.*" } ]

[ { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"What's her deal. She not social... And quite the look she has on right now for the afternoon.\" *Kibaru would say regarding her appearance that indicated she was sleeping.* \"So we ready to set out or are we going to camp for a bit longer with our new companion?\" *Kibaru asked before he stretched his body after he rode the horse for so long* \"Horseback is cool and all. But man does walking feel so much better... Just a shame with all the snow. My feet would be freezing if not for these boots\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Oh she's social alright. Not with people like us though.\"*With most of the things packed up, Terrel would call his wolves over to him before turning to Kibaru.*\"Trust me, we've done enough camping out here. Besides I'm about out of supplies so we should head to town and stay there for the night until I stock back up.\"*Picking up each wolf individually, he'd carefully place them in a saddlebag for the sake of easier travel.*\"Town should be close, we'll worry about horseback riding once we get to Salvania.\"*He'd say, knowing full well the soreness that followed new riders trying out horseback riding for the first time. At least he'll be able to enjoy walking while he still could before then.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*After watching the two men for a while, she determined that it was time to head somewhere. She would have asked if she was apart of this journey and where. But she didn't feel like getting a sarcastic answer or mocked. She wasn't sure if she should feed or not, now seemed a little late and would just delay things. But if she didn't feed again, it might cause complications in the near future. A part of her felt a little envious, she would've liked a mask. Probably not a cat one now since she was called a stray, but nonetheless... They looked kinda cool.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Yeah, I most definitely agree there, My ass hurts\" *He said as he stretched his legs* \"And my legs feel numb, not to mention... Never mind that last part. I'm sure you get it\" *He stopped that sentenced after realizing they had a companion extra.* \"So. How'd ya meet with this Manon person. And does she plan on following us?\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*He'd untie the lead, tugging it along so that Carl could follow him towards the edge of camp. Terrel would glance over at Manon, giving a slight tilt of his head in the direction he was going in as if suggesting for her to follow before finally answering Kibaru's questions.*\"Found her out in the woods here while I was checking around the area. Had me catch food for her so she's coming along to pay me back for now.\"*He'd say, deciding not to mention her more vampiric side.*\"She's a healer apparently, so I see a plus in there somewhere.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon rolled her eyes, At least he could've said something other than just tilting his head. Whatever. She waited a short distance between Kibaru and Terrel, not remotely interested in their conversation at all. Her train of thought was interrupted by her stomach growling and she soon had her answer for the question looming in the back of her mind. She should've eaten sooner rather than later, this trip will be a test of endurance once more.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Why didn't you just ask me-\" *He said before looking back at her stomach* \"If you want some food? I got plenty for you.\" *He asked as he grabbed his stuff*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"No it's alright. I'm not that hungry.\" *She doubted he had what she needed anyways. Thankfully Terrel didn't just tell Kiba everything about her, including her need for blood.* \"I appreciate the offer though.\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"We'll get something from town while we're there. Maybe stop by the marketplace or a tavern...\"*He'd say, passing a small glance down to Manon in bringing up the Marketplace before looking away and continuing to lead Carl onwards.*\"By the way Okami, whatever happened to that potato soup you promised?\"*He'd say in a joking tone.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I can make it for you when I get to my house. It'll be the best\" *He then looks back at Manon* \"Wouldn't be growling if you weren't hungry, would you? Or are you just not interested in meat like out pig over here\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She looked from Terrel and then back to Kiba. She was visibly uncomfortable with this conversation.*\"Yeah, I'm not interested in meat.\" *She wasn't particularly interested in vegetables right now either though.* \"It's fine I'll eat at the marketplace or taven like 'Pig' said.\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Fine with me.\"*He'd say, eventually shifting the conversation away from the Vampire.*\"You can probably split the meat up for the pups. It's been a while since they've had a proper meal, well besides the Jerky anyways. I doubt any tavern would want to be overrun by hungry wolves if they could help it.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I see. You're just like pig in that regard then... Sigh. My talents as a cook will never be appreciated, will it?\" *He said looking a little depressed in stature before suddenly shaking it off* \"A little for them I guess wouldn't hurt\" *He said before opening the back full of red snow before taking out a few pieces and giving them to the pups in the saddle and some to flood. Before starting to nibble on a bit himself*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Apologies, I'm sure the next stray you guys find might enjoy your cooking.\" *She had to force herself to look away from the red snow. She wasn't sure of Kibaru was trying to tempt her or not. She knew that little of blood would just accelerate her needs. Once she had a taste, it was hard to stop even when she was full. Another reason why she picked animals instead of people, She didn't trust herself enough display self-control when feasting.* \"Do you travel often with Terrel?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"No. We have met a few times, but this is the second time we've travel\" *He has no idea she was a vampire. If he did, he would have reached into his jacket checking his wounds from before, Though the sent of blood seems to have been unnoticeable by how acidic he smelled. Almost the same smell as lemons* \"Though now is going to be allot faster then previously considering the distance. Soon as I get a horse, preferable something strong over fast, I can carry allot of supplies for cooking. And hopefully I'll be able to sate both your appetites with what I'll be bringing\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"You say it's going to be faster, yet we still have to cross the country twice.\"*He'd mention with Kibaru saying it was going to be faster despite the distance. Horse or not, they still had days of traveling ahead of them. As he brought up getting a stronger animal made to carry supplies, he'd say with a chuckle:*\"Just get yourself a pack mule, then you can add one more stubborn animal to the group.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"If you'd like, I could help you train whichever animal you choose. It'd be my pleasure to be honest.\" *Although she wanted to smile and act friendly towards Kibaru, The snide remarks by Terrel made it impossible. Why was he trying to provoke her now out of all times. They probably made some sort of bet while she slept.* \"How long are you going to hide your injury?\" *She asked outright towards Kibaru. Probably some male pride thing, can't look weak in front of friends or something silly.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would look Terrel straight in the eyes before just uttering* \"An Elephant\" *He the turned back towards Manon* \"Ain't hiding nothing sweet cheeks\" *He then pulled open this coat so she could see the puncture in his side to her with a almost visible smirk through the mask. He was expecting her to faint to grow pale though from the site of it* \"Just didn't think you'd like to see this glorious sight of stupidity\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"If you find a way to both learn how ride an elephant and strap bags to it, I'll hunt for your next meal for a week straight.\"*He'd say sarcastically to add on to the ludicrous idea. As Kibaru showed off his injury to Manon, Terrel would say:*\"Yeah Okami here got his ass kicked from a hog he was hunting earlier.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Bending over to pick up a handful of snow, intentionally seeking the most untouched snow nearby. With it in her palm she pressed it against the wound. She needed to numb it first, It would feel unpleasant otherwise. It's always good practice to make sure nothing is lodged inside a wound before closing it up. After a few seconds she dropped the snow and carefully placed her left thumb and index on either side of the puncture.*\n\n \"Hopefully you won't feel this too much.\" \n*She said as she slowly spread the injury a little. Once opened enough she brought her right index finger near the wound before a faint glow emanated from her finger. It was enough light to see if it was infected or not. Once she was finished examining his wound she placed both hands over the puncture and a lavender reflected off his skin. A few minutes later she removed her hand and the injury was completely gone other than some skin redness.\n\n\"The tenderness should stop before nightfall. You should be more careful, Anymore injuries and I'll start getting ideas.\"\n*She pulled his shirt down for him, at the end she didn't care how he managed to hurt himself. Mistakes happens all the time, and to everyone.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru was too shocked at the sudden reaction that he wouldn't react, but he instead stared at her as she did her job. She holes had some makeshift stitching on it, but it was easily removed. He didn't react with pain at all. Almost as if it was already numbed up. After she finished healing him up he would look at it and wonder a bit* \"Snow is quite dirty, I hope you know. But thanks anyhow, this'll make traveling a little easier. But I am curious. Do tell oh please do tell. What ideas are we talking about here?\" *He asked with a curios tone as his tails waved*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would glance over as Manon would heal away Kibaru's injuries, a light smirk forming. He had to admit, as annoying as magic tended to be, it still had its ups at times. Maybe Manon could still help them yet. Terrel would look away from the two, focusing ahead on the thinning out trees for signs of where the town would be with them nearly reaching the forest's edge. He could only hope the town had what they were looking for, having not really had the chance to visit Prasia during his travels.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Yes, snow is dirty. Good thing I can heal infections too.\" *Her gaze lifted up to Kibaru, a smile forming across her lips. She wasn't going to indulge his question. Instead she walked behind the two men, waiting to follow them on whatever journey they were going to set off too. As her mind drifted to an imaginary tavern or market place her stomach growled.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would shiver a bit before closing his jacket* \"You know. My Grandparents told me a folktale. It goes about a girl that met an ancient wolf that towered over buildings. The wolf was a curious fellow that would occasionally take the for of a man with two moon white tails and a hat. The wold would do this as to interact with the locals. However one day he met a girl that really got him curious. The woman was of mystery and slept in the day as she felt safer with less predators being active... And I guess there was also a hunt of a wild boar towering even the wolf too I guess.\"\n\n*He then started to take the lead as and walk out in front of the pack* \"We head to Esvoduko. Then we travel down south to Ditwejik in East Mentia!\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"And what happened to them both?\" *She moved closer to Kibaru, curious to hear the ending of this story. She never been to Esvoduko or Ditwejik before.* \"What's in Ditwejik?\" *Lifting her arms high into the air as she stretched, a hand cupping her mouth as she yawned. This was the most quiet she heard Terrel ever. It was rather nice not having to listen to his sarcastic remarks at every turn.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"The wolf introduced himself to the girl. But she was silent. Not answering any of his countless questions. But the wolf persisted on asking many more. Following her wherever the went. Only getting answers from what she did. Clearly she wasn't blind. In fact she was a great huntress that made little noise. But the wolf had yet to make her utter a single word. But the more he followed her, the more he learned. One day the wolf would come up with a genius idea to make her talk. He in his many years of wisdom would spin a story of an owl. The girl got so entranced, she let her guard down and when he stopped without any sense of continuing. The Girl eagerly asked him what followed\" *Kibaru's words and tone would slightly shift as he kept going. Seeming like he was remembering fond memories*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would continue on in silence, listening to Kibaru continue on with his story. He was unsure of what the point was to this tale, though assuming it was like the other sayings he had been spitting out before, he figured it was nothing more than a story to fill the silence with. Part of it reminded him about checking out the other book he had gotten from the Dwarf. Perhaps he could read it tonight once they've settled down in a tavern. It would at least be something to fall asleep to later.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"And then wha-\" *Manon stopped and thought for a second. Was he trying to spin a story that she could relate to, and her being the idiot to follow along? She scrunched her brows together and chewed on her bottom lip. Without another word she stopped walking until the original gap between herself and them formed once more. She wasn't going to here permanently so she shouldn't any more involved than she already had. She would miss Floof when she departed from the group, he was a kind one. The only kind one, it seems.*" } ]

[ { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"The girl covered her mouth with embarrassment from how skirl and mis formed it sounded. The wolf would smirk at getting her to speak, quite amused by what he heard. She use to have a beautiful voice better than any maiden, but one day a witch would here this voice and out of spite and jealousy she cursed the huntress. 'What need did one that hunted need for a voice so beautiful' was the parting words of this witch. And the wolf swore on his name he would restore this voice and in place she would sing for him when ever he pleased. And that was the beginning of the adventures Okami and the huntress.\" *He said as he looked back at her with a smile* \"Our situation just reminded me of this old story.\"\n\n*He then pointed to his mask* \"In different stories of their travels, it is said the wolf bore marking on his white fur. This mask was crafted after the images. And I was often called Okami for my curiosity. But my blue tails and ears earned me another name. The tragedy of the blue one. Though that's another story unrelated to Okami's\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would remain focused on the path ahead, most of the forestry shifting to more stone and rock paths as they were nearing the mountainsides. It seemed Prasia was just beyond this mountain range as Kibaru had mentioned earlier. Hearing him talking about the story of Okami and how his mask was made based on the story, Terrel wondered if the name Okami was just a nickname of his. Most likely it seemed, probably to the point of it being his preferred name. \n\nWith how bare the land became from leaving the forest, it was now easier to feel the chill of the wind as it blew past. At the very least Terrel could remain warm with his outfit, perhaps the one good thing out of winter for him that summer couldn't help. His horse would lower his head at the draft, walking on in silence while it followed its lead. They should probably be careful whenever they traveled through the mountains, after all it was typically where people got robbed from hiding bandits.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Thanks for the story.\" *Manon continued walking for quite some time after they passed the edge of the forest. She was focusing on the story Kibaru just told. It was a nice story, she'd admit that much. But something felt off, felt strange. So much that Manon stopped and looked behind her, towards the forest. She could still see the trees, she couldn't feel them. Her gaze switched from the cozy forest behind her, something her magic could tap into. Then looking towards the mountains, towards Terrel and Kibaru and the nothing she got from rocks and stones. Taking a deep breath, forcing her self to follow after the pig and the wolf. The most she had now was grass and small bushes, and soon those would cease as well.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"You're welcome... You Ok?\" *He asked looking back at her* \"You sure you don't want something to eat. Not that I mind, but carrying you if you passed out would be be quite embarrassing for you.\" *He said seeming quite worried at her* \"Hey, Terrel. What does she eat?\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel walked in silence for a while, only glancing back as Kibaru asked him what she ate. Part of him considered just saying that she drank blood, but for both of their sakes, he'd say:*\"Meat usually... She prefers not to talk about though since she cares about the animals...\"*His gaze would slowly shift over to Manon, noticing the distance creating between them. He wondered if she was used to traveling beyond the forest or traveling at all for that matter. If not, it was about to be a long trip. Still, he's progressed with worse save for the occasional attitude.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She was thankful that Terrel was lying on her behalf. Maybe he wasn't entirely insufferable, just mostly. It was long after she made up her mind to follow the two that she stopped once again. The Forest was much further away now. It felt like a piece of her was missing, or that she had a blind-fold on. She started to realize how much she relied upon her connection to nature. Sure she could still feel the grass around her but she was used to so much more.* \"I think fruit and vegetables taste better though.\" *Shaking the feeling of being somewhat blind and trusted her life with the two instead, healing was all she'll have for a while.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Well I know of someone that makes great salads... Me on the other hand, I can cook almost anything.\" *He said as he continued on a bit confused by their conflicting answers. She eats meat, but rejected his offer. Yet she eats fruits and vegetable but is hungry* \"Do you not have food then for her Terrel?\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Well like I said, I'm out of supplies.\"*He'd say, having to repeat what he brought up earlier in them needing to head out to closest town after all the camping out they've done. The Elf would peer out over the edge of the rocky terrain.*\"Fortunately for us, I think we've found Ditwejik.\"*He'd say, gesturing down towards the distant town. Hopefully it was as large as the capitols he had visited before, otherwise he doubt they'll be able to find any vials out here or many animals to hunt for that matter until they set off again for Salvania.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon gave a sigh of relief at the sight of Ditwejik. Maybe she'd get to sleep in a bed for once. She wasn't too keen on the idea of feeding off of rats as they taste as horrible as they looked. If she didn't she ran the risk of losing herself and feeding off of her travel partners. With the destination in sight her mind left the forest, excitement taking it's place instead.* \"How come you're so worried about me eating, Sir..\" *She stared at him, realizing she had already forgotten the wolfman's name.* \"Uh..\" *She looked at Terrel for assistance.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Okami.\"*Terrel would say as she looked over at him upon trying to remember Kibaru's name. He would begin making his way down in the direction of the city, keeping his horse close to him so as to guide him along the Rocky outcrops.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Why do you care so much about me being hungry?\" *She figured any friend of Terrel must be equally as non-caring as the Pig was. She only asked because she would rather him not know about her special needs*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"As someone that enjoys making food and a hunter, it pains me to see someone hungry. Not to mention that I'm not going to abandon you on the way there which means that we're going to be stuck carrying you around. Why's it so strange to care whether your companion is hungry?\" *His tone had a tiny hint of anger to it as well as worry* \"You might even go insane and attack one of us. I've seen it and heard of it happening even more\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"With an offer such as that, how can I refuse?\" *She was only joking back with Okami, though she doubted he knew how likely that could happen if she didn't eat before the day was over. It was actually peaceful around Okami though, How come he wasn't the one who found her in the forest instead?* \"Does riding a horse really hurt that much for the first few times?\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Yep.\"*He'd say to answer her question.*\"If you don't feel it the moment you get off the horse, you'll definitely feel it the next day. Horse riding is something you get used to after a while if you don't want to feel sore anymore.\"*Carl would let out a huff of air, blowing a few strands of his hair into his face as he'd let out a chuckle.*\"As well as getting to know your steed.\"*He'd finish, patting Carl along his snout.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I can agree. Riding it at first is painful.. It's like sitting on a wooden chair that keeps moving. And you legs just hang adding more weight. You also have to match you movement with the steed or suffer from a sore behind\" *He said further expanding on Terrel's answer* \"But it's a heck of allot faster and you get to carry more stuff with you\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"So like a rocking chair?\" *She looked at Carl. Her gaze drifted to Terrel before she winced. Just the sight of him was enough these days. Such a stubborn person, ungrateful too. If only Okami had found her in the woods, at least he was far more pleasant. He could calm down the ego a little but that's men for her, she guessed.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Yes riding a horse is like riding a rocking chair.\"*He'd say with a final sarcastic comment. With them getting closer and closer to the outskirts of the town, he'd carefully slip the lead more tightly around his hand so that Carl could stay close to him for whenever they entered. Maybe he could find a nice stable for Carl for the time being while the others busied themselves. It would at least give him the chance to see what all the city had to offer.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"A rocking chair is for comfort. This chair moves left and right, up and down and the wood is completely uneven and hard\" *He'd saying occasionally looking back at the woman* \"Oh, We're almost here. Prefect... Took us a while. I can't wait to get some proper ingredients and sell this meat. And I guess Terrel will help you out with your food problem. Even if I'm far better suited for it\" *He clearly felt a bit salty. But also a little relieved*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Believe me, I would love for you to help too.\" *She walked closer to Terrel since he was enlisted to help. She wanted 'accidentally' drop her staff against his head but resisted the urge.* \"Maybe he'll buy me a knife so I can hunt on my own, to make up for 'all' the things I've helped him with so far.\" *There was no way that he would do this, she could feel it.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*With Manon nearing him after being nominated to help from Kibaru, he wouldn't pay much mind to the two. Only when she brought up him buying her a knife, did he finally respond.*\"I recall suggesting someone got a weapon only for them to walk away without a word on the topic, so surely that must mean that said someone didn't want it.\"*He'd say, revisiting the moment when he suggested she got a proper weapon to kill with while she was feasting on a' animal only for her to quickly walk off. Terrel didn't blame her so much then as he was now with her asking him to buy her a knife on top of already having to get the vials just for her to last while they were in the capitols. He'd come to a slow stop near the entrance of the town, turning to face Kibaru as he would ask:*\"We going to meet back up at a tavern later?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Yeah. I guess so. I'll go sell some of my stuff and buy some. See you guys soon\" *He'd say soon rushing of* \"Hey Terrel. Do me a favour and look for an Elephant! Or Horse!\" *He's say soon disappearing*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"You can't actually expect an Ele-\" *And he was gone, just like that. Once Okami was out of sight she stepped beside Terrel, sending an elbow into his side for all the comments he made about her being stray and what not.* \"You deserve that, you know. Maybe we should find a butcher and convince them to sell us something still alive.\" *She had no clue where anything was in this city.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"I think an elephant is hard to miss if they had one-!\"*He'd yell after Kibaru only for him to disappear later. Being jabbed in the side, Terrel would hardly react in barely being able to feel it beneath the armor and clothing. The Elf would turn his gaze down to Manon.*\"You say that as if you'd expect anything more from me.\"*The Elf would comment, before turning and heading off in the opposite direction to continue further into the city. At the mention of visiting a butcher to sell them something alive, Terrel would say:*\"You know animals at butchers aren't usually alive, but you can be my guest to go explain to someone why you need a living, breathing animal. I need to find Carl a nice stable for the night.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Sure, give me my money back and I'll happily try.\" *Knowing full well he probably would not do such a thing so she tagged along to find a stable.* \"And I'm pretty sure the animals are alive when they get there, and what would the butcher care? He's getting paid isn't he?\" *She continued to pester him.* \"Wouldn't the stables be near the entrance we came through? It wouldn't make sense to put stables deeper in.\" *Her stomach growled loudly. Her left hand found her forehead while her right hand found her stomach. Headaches were the first sign of impending blood frenzy.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"I don't remember taking your money, simply getting paid for a Mercenary task I've done for you earlier.\"*He'd say, playing oblivious to her demands. As she continued talking on and on, he'd eventually come to a sudden stop.*\"Why don't you go find Okami then, hm? I'm sure he'd love to go grab you a meal and tell you stories without any additional pay needed.\"*He'd suggest, growing tired of her constant questioning of what he was doing. Sometimes it would be nice to have some silence while he navigated the new town and finished stuff up so he could get some rest for the night, though the Vampiress always seemed to want to make things more difficult. She really had no outlet did she?*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Grinning as she finally struck a nerve on him, retribution for earlier she supposed.* \"Oh please, For all you know I might run away and not pay you any more than before. For a Mercenary you're pretty sloppy. I mean the way you kill the rabbit earlier screamed rookie in my ear.\" *She continued, now that she had a taste for this, there was no way she could stop now. \"Are you lost or something, where are we even going?\" *She looked around at her surroundings and couldn't help but notice there were no stables nearby.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Starting to sound like a better option.\"*He'd utter at her words. His gaze flitted over to her as she continued to critique him.*\"You know for a healer you sure do kill a lot more than heal. For someone who says they'd keep quiet, you sure do talk a lot. For a person who likes animals, you sure don't know a lot. And for a stray you sure have a lot to say about getting lost.\"*He'd jab one after another.*\"For someone who thinks plants and berries taste better, you sure do eat *Meat* A lot...\"*He'd say, emphasizing the word.*\"Now do you want to keep playing this game because if you'd like I can start treating you like I would an actual stray.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"You don't actually know if that's true or not, seeing how I've healed every injured thing I've come across. Thankfully, your camp isn't filled with dying people. Judging me because of what I need to eat is entirely unfair and you know it. When I tried being silent you came and talked to me as well. So clearly being silent isn't something you wish for either. I'm still waiting for you to treat me like a person, I can't imagine you 'actually treating me like a stray' would be much different than how you are now.\" *The headache she developed earlier grew intensity, As long as it didn't reach migraine levels she had time.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*He'd grin slightly at her statement of being unfair.*\"Well let me fill you in on something Manon, the world isn't fair. If it was, we wouldn't be having this conversation right now, so you can wait and wait for me to treat you any different than I do now, but just when I have reason to, you find a way to change my mind.\"*Terrel would say, looking away from her and continuing on.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Nobody said the world was fair, I'm only commenting how you're judging someone off of something they had no control over. It's not like I dropped out a magic school. I was attacked. Now shut up.\" *Her second hand moved to her head as well, both hands cupping her forehead as she followed after Terrel to wherever they were heading too. Probably not to eat, that's for sure. It was getting to the point where she found herself thinking about what people tasted like. Were elves sweeter than Macens? What about that Okami person, he probably tasted as delicious as he looks.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would have completed his things and was sitting in the tavern drinking some milk and eating some perfectly cooked food, with seasoning and everything* \"Mmm, this is so great. I do wonder if Terrel got Manon some food... Damn that girl. Kind of hard to enjoy my meal now...\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Judge is a strong word. I'd like to consider it just me providing a true statement.\"*He'd respond back before falling silent at the magic school comment. The Elf would turn his gaze towards the buildings around them, scoping out for a stable if not at least a marketplace to restock at first.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She didn't carry on with arguing, she had other pressing issues. She stood and looked around at all the people. Some carrying with their own shopping or chatting between one another. If only she could find someone a little more secluded she thought, maybe she could make it there and back without Terrel even noticing. Manon looked at Terrel who continued to walk down the road and then back at the people nearby, clearly weighing the risk vs reward for what she needed to do. The part inside that loved healing others pain won this time as she followed after Terrel, though time was a factor she had to worry about.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*With Manon finally going quiet, Terrel decided to enjoy the peace he had, focusing on the marketplace ahead of him with some added relief to being able to get some food from one of the vendors. He didn't pay much attention to the vampire, wanting to get what tasks he could get done before another inevitably snarky comment came from her.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She was half following Terrel, half walking in the same direction mindlessly until she looked up and realized she was entirely alone. Checking her surroundings thoroughly for pink hair or a horse but didn't find signs of the elf. She did find a dark alleyway though, there had to be a rat or something to eat over there. She drifted into the alleyway where she stumbled across someone sleeping in a dark corner. Pausing as she stared down at the male, She wanted to turn away. Wanted to leave but her feet wouldn't move as she contemplating crossing a line she promised to never cross as a healer.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Bored of waiting for the other and finished his meal. He decided to find his companions. He exited the Tavern and went straight for the where the Stables were. He would soon see Terrel and wave at him* \"Hey. You Lost!?\" *He asked as he approached Terrel seeing as Carl was still with him- \"You two fou- Where's the girl?\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would glance over at Kibaru as he made his way over while the Elf was paying for more vegetables.*\"No, I was just having my progress delayed by a-\"*He paused as Kibaru would ask where the girl was. For a moment, Terrel would glance around, soon finding her nowhere in sight.*\"You know Okami... I'm going to be real honest here, I have absolutely no idea.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Are you legit kidding me. Sigh. I don't blame you. Baby sitting is not your job\" *He then moved his mask up a bit so he could start sniffing. Following what little of her sent that he could. Mostly using his eyes* \"Check alley way, She'd probably avoid crowds with the headache. Check food stalls or anyone carrying something body sized\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She held her staff even tighter within her hands, slowly raising it above her head. Her eyes fixed on the unconscious' man head. She just needed to numb him a little, she told herself. Losing herself almost completely to her bloodlust.* \"Just a little something to ease the pain while I check their blood for diseases, yeah. He might be sick and needs to be healed.\" *She whispered to herself, trying to justify her acts to righteous ones.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would slowly slide a piece of gold towards the person at the stall as he would look at Kibaru, soon taking the rest of the vegetables in exchange and placing them in Carl's saddle bags before finally saying:*\"Alright. Keep watch of Carl while you search around here. I'll go check the alleys...\"*The Elf would let go of the lead as he began to head back the way he had come, figuring she must have wandered off some ways back.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*With Terrel moving away, His mask would soon move to the top of his face as he started sniffing and looking around* \"Well I'm stupid\" *He said before climbing onto carl to get a better look over the crowd of people. Checking the stalls and slowly moving forward with carl as she scooped out the place. Had there not been so much scents in the air, he could have possibly tracked down using his nose alone, but for now he only used it to pin her general location. He Trusted Terrel could find her if he didn't, But Kibaru had to look for allot more*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She heard running behind her which caused her to run deeper into the alleyway. She didn't know who it was, just that she was caught in the attempt. She was quicker than she appeared as she reached the end of the alley rather quickly. She quickly turned left to just see she reached a dead end. She was going to be executed, she just knew it. Standing near the corner with her staff in her hands. If they came around the corner she needed to fight her way through.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Having Caught her sent in an alley way, he jumped off of carl. He would give him on of the apples he had bough before coming to find Terrel. Deciding his chances was better not wasting his efforts he screamed at the top of his lungs in this alley* \"MANON!\" *His call for he might have seemed a bit aggressive. But it was clearly his voice*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*From where she was hiding she jumped a little from his voice. She didn't recognize it immediately, only having heard it for a conversation or two so far. She peeked her head out to see Okami. She lowered her staff slowly before yelling back to him. \"I didn't do anything!\" *Which was semi-true, hard to explain what she was going to do though.* \\" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*With his face clearly visible now, she could see his eyebrow twitching as he tried to hold it in* \"Get your...\" *He then took a deep breath* \"Come over here before I have a hearth attack...\" *Kibaru has always had a hard time controlling his anger and sometimes ended up seeming like some villain because his feet got wet one day*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She didn't move from the corner, she didn't trust him not to do something yet. They had just met after all. Her gaze looked back towards the dead end, looking for another way out but she was just as cornered as she felt. Taking a deep breath in she bolted from the corner at at Okami. Maybe she could run past him or something, hopefully he wasn't as strong as he looked.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Suddenly Kibaru would let go of the lead and suddenly shifting into a form, His hands now on the hilt of his katana. This was a purely defensive reaction. Though with the raising of his bright blue tails it looked like he would strike if she came closer* \"Calm down\" *He said looking straight at her, though he was actually just talking to himself*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She extended a hand forward before a a bright light formed in the palm of her hand. Holding it out as she illuminated the entire alleyway with a light bright enough to disorientate anyone who looked at it. It would almost be like looking directly into the sun as it forced pupils contract. This would be enough to probably cover her as she tried to escape the corner. She closed her own eyes as she ran at Okami hoping she wouldn't get cut down.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*With his vision taken away, Kibaru would get the sense she was trying to pass him. Well he holed she did. So he would pull his katana with the cover of the katana out and stretching it to the one side on the alley. Having the end touch the ground to trip her if she was to go that way. Stretching his arm out to the other direction as was as his tails to feel if she passed that way instead. Hopefully she didn't run into carl behind him or Terrel would be quite mad*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Just as she though she had passed Okami something caught her leg. She wasn't able to place a foot underneath her quick enough which ended in her shoulder diving into the ground behind him with a loud thud. The light vanishing as well as her concentration was lost. She sat up from the ground while reaching around for her staff that was no longer in her position.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would smirk and reached down to grab her leg quite tightly* \"Now listen her princess, Do that again...\" *He would then take a deep breath again before looking at her whether he had sight or not. He would give her a smile* \"You had us quite worried I'll let you know\" *His grip was tight but not enough to hurt her unless she resisted* \"Now are you going to stop struggling so we can go find Terrel?\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She raised a leg and looked back at Okami. With a few rapid kicks to his hand to break herself free from his grip. She managed to get both feet underneath her in a type of crouch. Instead of running towards the entrance to the alleyway she turned around and leapt on Okami instead. She didn't choose a certain location but the delicious taste of blood filled her mouth as her fangs pierced his upper arm.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would wince a bit at the sudden bit and almost bit back. But instead he just stared at her as an almost audible sound would come from his head as it started to click together. This was not the first time he has been bitten before so it wasn't exactly painful much to him. So he'd just put one arm around her as he sighed with a little anger* \"How can you be so dumb to starve yourself with a curse like this. You're so paying me back for this\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She didn't hear anything he had said, the taste of a person was more than she imagined. She loved the taste, and she almost hated herself for it as well. She couldn't stop drinking either, she didn't want to stop. Compared to Okami, the blood of the animals didn't scratch the surface of her needs. Because of that she tortured herself on killing helpless animals nearly daily. This handle the entire itch, and it simply tasted incomparably better. She knew she was being greedy and couldn't think straight enough to care either. She continued to drink even though she felt full.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*After a bit Kibaru would softly tap her head* \"Manon. You can let go now before I start feeling light headed\" *He said a bit irritated after a while as he did actually start to feel somewhat light headed*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She had to force herself to let go of the male. Pulling her head back before scooting off him until her back hit the wall nearby. Trails of his blood dripped down the corners of her lips as she took deep breaths inwards. It was now that sets of fangs could be seen past her parted lips as she waited until the daze subsided. She liked the small afterglow she got from feeding off animals, but what she was going through now was entirely different. It felt as if her entire body was being rejuvenated from the life blood of Okami.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Fucking hell. Don't make a scene you dummy\" *He said before wiping of the blood with his sleeves as he grabbed her shoulder to push her down if she wanted to run again.* \"You feeling ok?\" *He asked as he examined her fangs a little closer* \"Hope these things disappear again...\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Sorry.. I'll heal you when we get to an inn or something.\" *The feeling of guilt at her conscious. She knew this was bound to happen sooner or later. She lasted her whole life until now feeding off only animals. His words confused her though, fangs that disappear? Her fangs never disappeared before. They were always out and she always had to cover her mouth when she yawned or laughed. Occasional she wouldn't care if the person already knew about her secret but that was only Terrel at the moment. Reaching up until her hand found Okami's shoulder as she used him and the wall to stand on her own two feet. She felt dizzy due to the sensory overload she got while feeding, though that should subside soon enough.* \"I feel better, yes.\" *Her memory couldn't really recall anything recent. The last thing she remembered was arguing with Terrel while looking for the stables.* \"Did Terrel ever find a place for Carl?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would look at where carl was* \"Fuck\"\n\n\"Nope. Now get on right now\" *He said before crouching down in front of her with his back to her* \"I am not walking with you dazed ass right now\" *This day just kept getting better for him. And his mood was surely improving with each event*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She wrapped her arms around his neck as she climbed onto his back. Her chin resting against his shoulder as her legs wrapped around his stomach.* \"Thanks again, sorry for all this.\" *She couldn't remember the last time she had a ride like this.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I'd much rather have a 'thank you' than an Apology\" *He'd say as he started to walk quickly before asking people nearby of they had seen the horse. Thankfully there was allot of people and so tracking him down was way easier then what Manon was but the directions became conflicting to the point where he would walk to and from...* \"Fuck it I'll just find Terrel\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Thank you, Okami.\" *She said quietly since her cheek was against his now. She even allowed herself to rest her head against his as she closed her eyes. She was mentally and physically exhausted after all that. She wasn't entirely sleepy but she could rest for a while at the cost of throwing her sleep cycle off.* \"How did you find me?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I'm a hunter. It's want I do. I track down. I also serve fine meals as I'm sure you can agree with now\" *He said making a small joke* \"Want to rest up in an inn. Get some proper sleep as said meal?\" *He asked as he decided it would be best to drop her off as the tavern where it also offered a few rooms to stay at*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Oh please. You tasted disgusting.\" *Joking back with him before nodding to his question. She also felt like a burden again, much like how Terrel made her feel more often than not.* \"I don't have any coin though, I gave what I had to Terrel. Thanks for carrying me, what a gentleman.\" *She squeezed her arms in a sort of hug. This one was way nicer than the pig.* \"I'm assuming Terrel didn't even notice I was gone?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"You're face seemed other wise. Like a lady that enjoyed herself quite the bit. And yes. He didn't notice you were gone until I asked. As for payment... I don't only work with money you know. Trading this for that is quite common\" *He said with his tails wagging slightly. After a short walk they arrived at the tavern* \"After this I'll go look for Carl. Don't tell Terrrel I lost him. Okay\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"I won't say anything to him, Whatever happens to him or his belongings are of no concern to me anyways. I do hope Carl is alright though.\" *She slid off his back, she wasn't entirely sure if she could stand on her own quite yet so she held onto his arm for support. Thankfully she could stand which ended in her releasing her hold upon him.* \"Do you know which room I should go to?\" *Assuming he had already bought rooms when he was off alone.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Yeah... I'll take you there and please do no go frenzy again. You guys have a hard enough time as is with how some tend to act up all of a sudden\" *He said before leading the way inside. He let the inn keeper know and proceeded to the room he had already bough* \"Now rest up. Also. Can you actually eat normal food?\" *He asked questioning if the vampire diet consisted out of just blood*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"That was the first time that it was that bad.\" *She said rather softly, not wanting everyone to hear about her issue while they were in the inn.* \"Why wouldn't I be able to, I can't just survive off blood. Think of me as a human but with three needs. You require food and water, so do I. Just uh.. Yeah.\" *He probably noticed from her answers before and her actions that she didn't like to talk about it too much. She only wanted to help people yet she felt destined to hurt people as well too.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Well keep that lust in check, even if you need to ask me. Better that way. Then you can focus on being a healer\" *He then handed her some coin* \"When you feel a little better go down and go buy yourself something to eat and drink. This is a loan, not charity. I recommend their chicken.\" *He said as he stretched a bit before looking at where she bit him* \"Another bite to the list I guess\" *He would say out loud to himself*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Thank you.\" *She said once again, though she didn't actually care for meat for the reason Terrel had said earlier. She'd pick the plants instead as she always had.* \"I think I'll take a bath first, you should go find Carl before Terrel finds out you lost him. He'll treat you like he treats me if he finds out.\" *She hoped this Inn provided something in the way soap. This trip would've been worth it if not for recent events.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"No he won't. I'm not as much a softy as you\" *He said as he exited the room and soon the inn. Rushing through town in attempt to tract carl down. His mask was halfway on and he was speeding though town in his macen form. He would however hear of a man depiction Terrel's description, was with the horse. Soon after he caught up with Terrel. Before he did so, his mask was back on and his form shifted back to original* \"Hey there bud. I'm so glad you found carl... Sigh. One disaster after another... I need to take a rest\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would stand there with his hand tightly wrapped in Carl's lead as Kibaru would approach, commenting on whatever disasters it was that he had gone through. His horse would shift around uncomfortably, turning his head away from the Kemonomimi.*\"Do I even want to know what happened that lead to my horse running through the middle of town?\"*He'd question in a low tone, most likely suppressing the annoyance of them having all the attention brought upon themselves from whatever it was that scared his horse into running off.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Yup. Secretes were kept. Someone starved. And said someone went almost frenzy and attacked. Carl probably got spooked from said frenzy person\" *Kibaru responded with annoyance before sitting down on the ground holding his head* \"Found Manon at least. She's at the inn at the tavern.\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would raise an eyebrow at the mention of someone getting attacked by another starving and going into a frenzy, silently trying to connect the dots of who and what he was talking about. He'd give a brief shake of his head, hearing him say that he found Manon back at the Tavern. At least that was one thing figured out. A quiet sigh escaped him as what built up annoyance was in him had slowly begun to fade.*\"Alright...\"*He'd eventually say.*\"You should probably go get some rest then... I'll meet you back at the Tavern after I find a place for Carl.\"*The Elf would say, trying to gently stroke the troubled horse's snout. Carl closed hie eyes, his ears drawing back on his head.*\"He's had enough for one day.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Him and me both\" *Kibaru would breath a little heavily* \"I'm going too\" *He said before getting up almost falling over. But he would stand firm and start to walk to the stables* \"This way\" *His sentences were short and he seemed a little pale* \"Man... So hungry\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would pull Carl along for a short while as he had gotten ready to follow Kibaru, only to watch him have to catch himself before continuing onwards with a lack of much energy. The Elf would stop for a moment, looking him over as he would keep walking. He was the one who was attacked, wasn't he?*\"Okami, please just go back to the Tavern.\"*He'd say in exasperation.*\"You look like you're about to pass out and the last thing I'd want to do is have to haul you around on Carl and drag you through town back to the Tavern.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"You're just going to... Have to deal with it. If I can. So can you\" *He said before reaching a stable* \"Here we go. Help me find a horse please\" *He said as he leaned on a pole. His walking seemed lacking in energy, but her could stand* \"And don't tell Monon. That I was like this\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would make his way over to the stable, coming to a stop once more as Kibaru had used a pole to help support himself.*\"Manon had something to do with this, didn't she?\"*As he'd ask that, he would slowly take the pups from their saddlebags and allow them to sniff around the area while he handed Carl off to the person that worked there, giving some gold for the horse to be able to stay for the night.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Well you know what she is. I assume.\" *He said before turning towards the tavern* \"You knew what state she was in. I found her first. Dumb girl should know not to starve herself\" *He said as he walked. As they got closer to the tavern, he would slower, but his walked seemed to be more stable this way* \"I can handle this.\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"We'll have to find a better way to manage it if she's going to be traveling with us. Wouldn't want you to end up being her only food supply in the cities.\"*He'd comment, whistling for the three wolves to follow him as he'd begin heading back to the Tavern as well.*\"But she wants nothing to do with me so there's only so much I can say to her before she goes off on me again. Quite literally anyways.\"*He'd recall, thinking back to all the past arguments they've had in under the span of a few days.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Maybe don't say anything them\" *He said as they finally arrived at the taverns* \"Do as you like. Not my choice to make.\" *He would enter the tavern and order some food before sitting at a table. Yawning and seeming tire* \"Today was a long day\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would head inside, making sure that his wolves kept near him as they entered the Tavern. Ordering a simple vegetable platter and some beef for the wolves, Terrel would go to take a seat. He'd give a light pat of his lap, allowing Floof to rest his head as he would lean back in his chair. The Elf would give a simple nod in agreement to it being a long day. He wasn't as tired as Kibaru, but even in the short travel, he found himself not feeling bothered to keep going today. Maybe he'll go occupy himself continuing to train the pups with them making more progress to Salvania.*\"Want to grab a horse in the morning? Might be able to have a chance to get used them before we head out again...\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Sounds good\" *After his food arrived he would eating it slowly, seeming a little more energetic with each bite* \"After this I'm going to sleep as soon as possible\" *He said as he started eating faster before he could fall asleep on the table*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*As his food would arrive, Terrel would eat at his own plate, lowering the meat down for the other wolves to share. With Kibaru scarfing his food down, Terrel would give a light shake of his head and lean back in his chair upon finishing his food, deciding to sit and relax for a bit while his wolves finished eating.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon took a rather long bath before turning in for the night earlier than she had before. Despite feeling better now that she had actual blood than that from an animal. Exhaustion crept up on her while she bathed and she didn't even have the energy to go eat an actual meal like Okami had suggested. Pulling the sheets back before crawling into bed. It was so much better than laying on the forest floor. Her body felt supported by the bed, even if the quality wasn't the greatest.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would give a ling stretch and yawn after her finished his food* \"Ok. I'm going to turn in for the night. Already rented you a room. You just gota pay me back\" *He said before leafing and doing just as he said. He would enter his room and flop onto the bed before falling fast asleep*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Bye Okami.\"*He'd say as the Kemonomimi went off to his room for the night. Terrel would glance down at his pups before giving each of them an individual pat on the head. Eventually he'd get up and head to his room, giving the wolves a chance to run about and settle inside before he'd eventually sit down upon the bed. Reaching into the folds of his cloak, he'd take out one of the books he had been given, the fictional one. Laying back onto the bed, he'd open the book, deciding to read it for a while before he'd allow himself to eventually drift off to sleep for the night.*" } ]

[ { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*It had been several weeks following Bella's departure from Kadho, and for what was the first adventure for the kindred travelling merchant, things had taken a turn for the worst. Despite the map and compass she had in hand, Bella Gladstone's poor sense of direction suddenly had gotten the better of her as she found herself lost within one of Ombu's magical forests, the seemingly pleasant woman now thrown into a more dangerous situation.*\n\n\"Oh dear... Oh dear... Bella, what are you going to do... It was plain foolish to decide to go into the forest... Jasmine wouldn't have made such a common mistake...\"\n\n*She would quietly mutter to herself as she kept one hand secured to the dagger she kept on her belt, the other on her long dress to make sure she didn't trip over any of the sprawling overgrowth, revealing her tight-covered legs and heels. She had no clue what was going to happen next, but as time progressed, she was feeling more and more frightened by the second... Not even her optimism was likely to get her through.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*At first it was the sound of a twig snapping in the distance, followed by small squeaking of some kind. Not even a second after the squeak did the sound of something exploding from the earth. Whatever was going on was coming straight towards the lost merchant girl. Then a small brown rabbit appeared from beyond a small bush, fleeing something in the opposite direction. The fearful rabbit didn't even seem to care that a person was there as it continued in a straight line towards her. Every hop the mammal made a vine pierced through the earth as if trying to capture the rabbit. It wasn't long before multiple vines whipped around for the critter and then sinking back into the earth.* \n*Another sound began to grow from the direction the rabbit had come from, it sounded as if winds were blowing leaves and branches except there wasn't a wind to be felt this deep into the forest. Far off in the distance the forest seemed to bend away from whatever was approaching. The branches pulled outwards, some of the more fragile ones snapped entirely. Roots and vines that littered the floor began receding away as well. From behind the lost girl another loud squeak could be heard as a vine finally pierced the ground directly underneath the rabbit and held it high into the air, it's legs still kicking as if it was running.* \n*The phantom wind soon reached Bella as the bush directly in front of the female magically moved out of the way revealing an almost straight path into the forest. On the other side was a rather ordinary looking girl who had a staff in one hand and a woven basket in the other. Manon fell to her knees not to far away from Bella as she panted and gasped for a breath. She looked up from where she sat and went completely frigid as a person stood directly in front of her.* \n\n\"Uh- H-Hello?\" *She wasn't entirely sure what to say.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*It almost felt like a horror bursting from the earth itself. Bella, cautious as ever, let out a gasp as she proceeded to take a few steps back from the poor rabbit that was trying to hop away before it became a part of the Mother Nature yet again thanks to several vines dragging it down to its city doom. Of course, noticing nature in its full wrath was more than enough to scare the faint-hearted merchant.*\n\n\"Good heavens!\" *She suddenly cried out as she continued to back away from the surging winds, vines and branches rushed around her, before she came to notice the young woman who had emerged from the overgrowth itself, like a woman who was quite literally a part of nature itself. Her defensive instincts and fear kicking in, Bella's grip on her dagger's hilt tightened, her eyes closed shut tightly as she defensively held a hand forward in desperate hope that it would defend her.*\n\n\"W-Who are you...? S-State your business...!\" *Bella responded, shaking like a little leaf from a tree...*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*The forest seemed to grow quiet, other than the rabbit that was still squealing in the air. The healer didn't say anything for a few seconds as she continued to gasp for air. Running wasn't something she had to do very often. Using her left hand to push herself onto her bottom as she sat in front of the scared woman, her right hand finding a place on her chest as the sound of her beating heart echoed through her ears. After a final exhale she lifted her dirty left hand from the forest floor and pointed towards the traveler. At least it would look like it as the rabbit was pretty near to where Bella stood.* \n\"That rabbit has been giving me a run for everything I'm worth. I'm uh.\" *She focused on the dagger Bella was holding and then looked over her shoulder at the makeshift path her nature magic created for her.* \"Oh dear, I must have terrified you, I thought you were just a deer or something.\" *It wasn't like her magic explicitly told Manon that a human was there, her magic could pick up on things like stepping on roots or brushing through leaves and shrubs. The only reason why she could sense the rabbit was based on it's speed.* \"My name is Manon Surai, I'm sorry for startling you.\" *She got back up onto her feet as she slowly walked towards the female. Soon she started to slowly side step around Bella, making sure to not take a step closer.* \"I'm just going to slowly go this way and grab the rabbit, I mean no harm.\" *Which was half true, if she didn't find a meal before nightfall she wouldn't be able to tell friend from foe.* \"What brings you out here Miss... Uh\" *She looked for any unique features but everything looked... Normal.* \"Uh. Miss.\" *She gave up on finding a nickname for the young lady.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*As Manon seemed to try to catch her breath from the exertion of her own abilities, Bella fearfully kept her eyes shut for a few seconds, waiting for either bloody death or for her feeble threats to make some use. She was far from the type who was capable of fighting, let alone someone who **Wanted** To fight, but she knew that she had to defend herself somehow. However... Fate for Bella was strange, as nothing happened.*\n\n*She would peek one of her eyes out, a flash of magenta showing itself as it looked over at Manon. And it was with that short glance that Bella seemed to relax just a tinge, her untainted hand that was raised in front of Manon lowering a little, alongside the grip of her dagger loosening. However, she still remained in her defensive stance, she still had no clue what was going on...*\n\n\"Oh... Gladstone. Miss Gladstone.\" *Bella responded, her naturally soft voice carrying with itself a refined air. It was clear that she was no fighter, let alone adventurer, but she was there, and she was in the forest talking to a fellow lady.* \"But... What is somebody like you doing here? Do people such as yourself normally take a stroll in the forest?\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon finally side-stepped behind Lady Gladstone as she reached the rabbit that was panicking from the vine. Reaching forward with her right hand she grasped the mammal and pulled it from the vine with ease. Manon lifted her gaze upwards towards Lady Gladstone for brief moment, two cat like pupils gazing examining the female for just a second.*\n\n \"I'm here for this rabbit and no people stay clear of these woods.\" \n\n*She lowered her gaze onto the scared rabbit before her lips parted slightly. Whatever came out of her mouth was clearly a language, a language that the majority of people have never heard before and couldn't learn naturally. The only thing that seemed to understand or gave any type of reaction was the rabbit within her hand. It sounded almost like song, whatever came from Manon's lips and within a few minutes of singing the rabbit stopped squirming and soon enough shaking. This was always the hardest part for the vampire, she knew what she needed to do but she hesitated. Drops of water fell from Manon's chin and onto the forest floor below.*" } ]

[ { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*Ever so slowly, the so called 'Lady Gladstone's stance had finally begun to relax into a more neutral position, both of her hands now finally by the side of her dress as she looked at the sharp-eyed woman who had continued to hold the rabbit by her side. Bella **Knew** That she had seen people like them before through her business and experience... But she didn't seem to act with any hostility, if that was even possible.*\n\n\"People steer clear of the woods?\" *She would question.* \"I heard that there are a lot of Silnari here that tend to these forests... It seems that you must be one of them then, correct?\"\n\n*As she felt like she was about ready to calm down finally, she noticed the rabbit before her falling limp. Water was dropping from Manon's chin... Just not the water that Bella had expected... It was more than enough for Bella to take a cautious step back, but she still showed no signs of aggression... If she were to fight, she would not stand a chance.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Raising her sleeve to her face as she wiped the tears away from her face, the rabbit placed neatly into her woven basket. It was the only thing that occupied her basket. She could feel the onsets of her impending bloodlust but if she ate now Lady Gladstone would run and never look back. She would eat it later, either alone or if Manon gained enough trust to not be stabbed on sight.*\n\n \"I don't really encounter people this deep into the woods, Is it safe to assume you're lost?\" *There were still tears trailing down her face as she turned to look at Bella.* \"I'm not apart of any group of people. Sometimes I head into town to donate medical plants to the local doctors. Rarely do I heal the wounded out in these forests, I don't come across people very often outside the city walls.\" \n\n*She raised her basket slightly, indicating that plants was what the basket was really for before it hung loose at her side.* \n\"Sorry you must find me pretty weird, crying after killing a rabbit.\" *She sniffled slightly, still trying to regain her composure as stealing the rabbit's life took an emotional toll on her.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "\"... Yes, I am.\" *Bella said with a sigh as she took another look around her surroundings. Forest as thick as the eye could see, typical of Onbu.* \"I had heard that these forests contained wonderful ingredients for alchemical creations and I simply couldn't help myself... I ventured in and gathered a few, like my sister often would, however now that I'm done... I simply do not know the way back to town.\"\n\n\"So that would explain why you're here then.\" *Bella said, coming to the epiphany and slowly growing more and more comfortable, even though the woman before her did just kill a rabbit. She just couldn't get the idea of talking with a fellow herbalist out of her head.* \"It's understandable to be gathering ingredients, or to be hunting animals... But to cry over them... That's not what I may have expected. I...\"\n\n*Bella suddenly let out a sigh, her heels slightly crunching underneath the grass as she would approach Manon.* \"I know what you seem to be... But to slay a rabbit to satisfy your thirst instead of a person...? I didn't expect that people of your kind could resort to such an alternative.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"I'd rather not have hurt animals and I refuse to hurt people for my.. Needs. I'm torn because if I don't feed soon-\" *She lifted the basket once again, this time to draw focus to the rabbit.* \"I won't be able to stop myself from coming after you.\" *She didn't enjoy going into details of her vampirism, didn't like explaining how someone could be so hungry that they senselessly attack anything or anyone in sight. That alone was why she spent her time in these forests, isolation. The only things she could talk to were animals, they kept her company for the most part. Just for her to turn around and claim their lives for the hungry that never stays satisfied.* \n\n\"I'd rather you not see me in such a sorry state, forgive me.\" *She turned her back to Lady Gladstone as she took the rabbit from the basket. She brought the still warm mammal to her face as she opened her mouth. Some people had fangs that went away apparently but Manon's were always there, always visible if she yawned or laugh or simply not careful. Sharp canines pierced the flesh of the mammal as she began consuming the blood from within. Despite the water-work display from before it seemed as if the vampire was savoring the taste, as if blood was the forbidden fruit. There was rumor that people blood was far better tasting and overall more fulfilling that animal blood. If Manon enjoyed animal blood this much, it's for the best she didn't bite into people. The bliss of feeding washed over Manon over a few minutes before she returned back to her normal state of mind. Without so much of a word she lowered onto her knees and began clawing at the earth until a small hole was created. It was there she buried the rabbit and covered it back up with dirt once more. A nearby bush magically leaned towards Manon and she blindly grabbed a flower and placed it on top of the grave. Standing up and turning back to Bella with two rivers of blood from each corner of her lips which stretched down her chin. Streaks of tears*\n\n*At some point she began crying as more tears fell from her eyes*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*Bella watched the bloody display before her, as Manon consumed the rabbit, making sure that she was satisfied well from the taste of the poor animal that had fell victim to her hands. She was a little distraught, partially because of the death that was caused, but it didn't seem to be out of cold blood or out of selfish needs... Rather, it was out of survival. And everyone needed to find a way to survive, no matter what it was.*\n\n*That was when, suddenly reaching out from one of her bags, Bella would produce a lacy looking piece of fabric from it, before she would use it to try and wipe Manon's tears away gently, like a mother caring for a child. Her movements were slow and gentle, washing the tears away with the delicate fabric with a sad but understanding appearance on her face.*\n\n\"I apologize for my presence, I am not used to situations such as these... But you clearly look like you're a woman in need of assistance, or at the very least, a conversation.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Her eyelids shut as she felt the fabric clean the mess from her face. The last person who showed such kindness such as this was her mother, before she met her end to the vampire that turned Manon. The moment that the touch of fabric left Manon's face she opened her eyes and noticed the wet bloody stain that ruined the cloth. Trying to remove blood from clothing was one of the most difficult stains to tackle, she found that out after one of her frenzies. She had killed nearly half a dozen animals ranging from rabbit to deer. On that occasion she was covered in dried blood from her hair to her ankles. She didn't remember doing anything on the evening this took place on. The only bits she saw came in her nightmares. An animal running and her chasing, no magical vine to quickly ensnare the deer in her dreams. Just senseless chasing until she smacked it with her staff and fed from it's still beating corpse.*\n\n\"I should be the one apologizing, I'm sorry.\" *She took the liberty of taking a step away from Lady Gladstone. Assuming that she still must feel uneasy around the vampire. \"I would love to show you how to leave this forest but I can only do it at night. There is a star that always points the way.\" Manon tilted her head back and traces of sunlight could be seen through the leaves high above. The dense forest blocked the sunlight pretty well which meant Manon didn't have to worry about the UV rays. Ever since she turned into a vampire, her eyes could never adjust well enough to direct sunlight.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*Yet despite the bloodiness that had stained her hand and the cleaning fabric, Bella remained calm as she continued to clean Manon's face to the best she could - it was like cleaning a dirty vial, just... A person instead. However, Bella looked as if she didn't mind at all that she herself was getting stained. She knew what she was doing.*\n\n\"No, you should not be.\" *Bella sternly mentioned.* \"You needed help, and I'll go as far as to help you out... I came here out of unfortunate circumstance, and if there is someone that needs my help, then I'd be more than grateful to do so, at least within reason. As for the forest itself...\"\n\n*All of a sudden, Bella looked around, letting out a sigh and shaking her head disappointingly.* \"I knew that it was the best idea to not venture out in the dark, but... It is such a shame that you cannot help me navigate out. If I come across someone who is more than aggressive, unlike you... I'm afraid I won't be able to stand a chance.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"I wouldn't mind the company if you're feeling unsafe. There is a creek not to far from here and you can wash your hands if you'd like.\" \n*Manon leaned forward and gave Lady Gladstone a bow in appreciation for the help, more importantly for the kindness she showed as well. Most people just saw her as a vampire, it was nice to be seen as a person for once. She couldn't really force the young woman to come with to the creek, but the alternative was going on alone. Manon wasn't really sure what to do, she never really traveled with someone before she she pointed in a direction that seemed almost random*\n \"The creek is this way.\" \n*Manon's nature magic could be controlled to sprout vines to capture and entangled like demonstrated earlier but the vampire was more in tune with the forest. She could feel the trees and the grass, she could feel any disturbance to any plant within a generous radius around her. True she couldn't just outright know what it was, but knowing something was there was always better than not knowing. The plants near the creek always had an abundance of water, something she could sense. She could also easily find plants as well which usually meant she was efficient when gathering, never needing to stop and identify the plants themselves as her magic knew what they were.* \"I guess we're both healers just trying our bests, though I think you have the advantage over me. You don't crave blood.\" *She began walking in the direction she pointed. Just like before plants seemed to move out of Manon's way and traveling the dense forest wasn't an issue for her.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*Raising an eyebrow in response to Manon's courteous act with a pleasant bow, Bella's ladylike instincts kicked in that she proceeded to curtsey back towards her newly found ally.* \"That would be wonderful, thank you for asking.\" *She responded with a soft smile on her lips, as would soon proceed to walk along to the creek with Manon. As much as it was a step in the wrong direction, it was a sense of security to be travelling with somebody else. She would've rather stayed with someone she could have trusted rather than fend for herself.*\n\n*But as Bella proceeded to walk, she raised an eyebrow. She didn't quite notice it as much, but with the green glow coming from Manon's hand, she knew all too well what sort of magic she was capable of.* \"Oh... I wouldn't consider myself a healer... If anything, I wouldn't consider myself much of a magician either. I'm just Bella Gladstone, a travelling merchant and novice adventurer.\" *Bella doubtfully whispered.*\n\n\"Craving blood sounds horrible, but I haven't once healed a person in my life with my magic... I merely don't know how.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*As they continued to walk the sound of rushing water sounded in the distance, each step bring them closer to their destination. Manon wished she knew how to navigate from the creek back to the city. You would think that for someone who spent as much time as Manon has in the Ombu forest, she should know how to traverse through it. The forest felt ever-changing and the fact that Manon moved plants with her mind made it harder to establish any landmarks she could follow at any time. Manon stepped on a rather jaded rock which caused her to lose balance for a moment. She braced for impact as fell against a rather large tree, using her hand to soften her blow. Clearly her magic didn't do anything when it came to rocks. Her palm felt rather warm and it stung, upon further inspection she seemed to had scraped her hand while scoring herself a decent cut as well.*\n \"For someone who can shape the woods as she sees fit, I really hate rocks.\" \n*She extended her hand to Bella to show off the wound she just got, more out of warning of what could happen if she wasn't careful as well. Her hand began to glow a purple colour as the wound magically sealed before Bella's eyes, entirely good as new.* \n\"What kind of things do you sell?\" *Manon asked, more to make conversation than to purchase anything. She didn't even have coin on her, all the plants she could've sold for decent pocket change was just donated instead.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "\"Oh! Oh my!\" *Bella gasped, as she witnessed the sudden misstep Manon had performed, causing the small cut.* \"Are you ok? Please, let me assist you, I'm sure I can grant you one of my potions and mend those wounds, or perhaps I could do something else in turn...\"\n\n*However, she would come to notice the Faith magic that was glowing straight on Manon's palm... The scrape now healing itself as if it was nothing. No care required, just magic coming from the soul itself.* \"Ah... Good heavens, I almost felt faint for a second...\"\n\n*Releasing a sigh as she would try to relax her heartbeat, she would continue, the sound of running water at the very least calming her down a little.* \"I am the proprietor of the Gladstone Apothecary, a nice little shop nestled in Kadho. My family and I sell potions, powders and many poisons galore, and have been respected among many. It has only been until recently that I decided to leave home...\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Why did you decide to leave home? Are there herbs that you can only find here?\"\n*This time Manon punted a rock that was in her way, not falling for it this time. Maybe from an outside perspective it was rather amusing that someone showed such a dislike for rocks before. Shrubs in front of Manon parted just enough for a person sized figure to walk through without even needing to turn. Past that, a small waterfall could be seen as water fell down into a small river that lead much deeper into the forest. Manon heard what the woman said about her shop but felt the need to declare a semi-important fact first. Extending her right index finger towards the river that flowed into the forest.* \n\"That river drains into an underwater cave, I followed it once and no city waited at the end.\" *Manon made her way to a rather large boulder that rested near the running water.* \"Sorry, Potions, powders, and many poisons galore. What kind of powders do you make- er..- sell there.\" *Maybe it was wrong for her to assume Bella created any of the supplies the shop sold.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*From an outside perspective, it made sense that one would show such a disdain for rocks and stones as a result of an inability to control Geo Magic. However, in regards to Bella - a dabbler in Nature - she knew all too well that rocks simply weren't able to be manipulated with that type of magic. Regardless, it was enough to let the merchant giggle in a cute fashion as she looked over at the river that was before them.*\n\n\"I must admit, the business has now been left to the hands of the rest my family, sans my elder sister, Jasmine. However, a lot of our creations held focused a great deal on work for healing and restorative capabilities, with a bit of poisons on the side. It seemed it was because the poisons themselves can prove to be dangerous, and only could be wielded by a skilled practitioner, much like Jasmine was...\"\n\n*That was when she looked down to the ground, shaking her head a little.* \"I was not really one for ingredient gathering, however I did create a great deal of the recipes that Jasmine gifted to me and the store... She's a wonderful woman, a skilled mercenary, and an alchemist better than I could ever be. A woman of true class.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"This Jasmine person sound pretty amazing. I heard about the rest of your family but how did you get here.. Uh\" *Placing both palms onto the boulder before hoisting herself to the top. She wobbled for a second but regained her balance. Turning around to face Bella before lowering herself to a sitting position. \"Bella!\" *She yelled suddenly, remembering the her name at last.* \"You said your name was Bella, I remember now. Why did you leave home? \n\n*Her head slowly turned to the right as she examined the tree-line for some movement. She knew something was in the general direction but yet to know more about what lurked in the shadow. She very rarely encountered anything hostile, but as a safety precaution she rattled the leaves and trees in the general vicinity. It had done the trick as whatever was there ran away. Probably just a deer or a boar, nothing that would trouble them now. With the unknown animal gone she turned to look at Bella. Unlike in the woods however, Manon eyebrows were pushed together as she squinted down at the female. Her left hand moving to her forehead as she used her hand to block out the stun. It wasn't overwhelmingly bright for an ordinary person, but for a vampire it was rather blinding and disorientating.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*With a worrisome expression on her face, Bella looked down upon her own hands before she cautiously watched over Manon and her attempts to figure out where to go.*\n\n\"I left the comforts of my business so I could become a better person, and perhaps become someone Jasmine will finally be proud of... At times I just feel like I'm incapable of such a feat, however. I mean, look at who I am, Miss... A simple merchant who has found herself lost in a forest. So far all I've done in my journeys thus far is walk, stumble about and get myself lost...\" *She said with a frown.* \"This is no place for me.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon turned her back to Bella while she was talking. She didn't really think about how disrespectful the action was nor was it her intent to disrespect Bella. A few seconds later she eased onto her back until she laid on the rock. To her Bella looked upside as Manon gazed at her from her upside down position. For the first time she smiled, her pair of fangs fully visible for the other to see for just a few seconds.*\n\n\"Why don't you just live your own life? If I were in your shoes, I'd be able to do whatever I wanted. In a way you're more free than I am, I'm stuck with a blood curse.\" *Manon's short black hair dangled freely against the rock, before the tips of her ears could be seen poking through her hair but now it was easily visible that she was elf as well.* \"Maybe I sound harsh. Who gets to decide what a better person is?\" *She couldn't help the tone of agitating that filled her voice. From Manon's point of view. She was a good person but the world didn't see her as such.* \"Surely not a healer who was turned into a vampire I suppose. They're just freaks.\"" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "\"Well, no, you're certainly no freak, but...\"\n\n*Bella tried to make a desperate attempt to protest against what Manon tried to explain. She wanted to live her own life. It was why she chose to venture out in the first place. But she didn't know the first step on what she could do, why she was doing it. All she knew that she was doing was bumbling about in hope that an answer could reach her - but in reality, nothing was going to. Disappointment was strewn across Bella's face - not towards Manon however, but to herself.*\n\n\"I'm afraid what I want is something I have yet to figure out. I want to show myself as someone who my sister can be proud of, but I haven't the slightest on how I'm going to achieve that... Just look at me, a woman who is plain and boring, right from the top of her head, down to the soles of her heels...\" *She recited out aloud.*\n\n\"Nobody looks at a merchant such as myself and expects them to do incredible things... They just expect people such as myself to just sell their wares.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"I'm sure you could tell your sister that you entered the magical Ombu forests. Not only are you surviving but you even pointed a blade a vampire and lived to speak about it. You can even make me sound vicious just don't go too far. I wouldn't want mercenaries to come searching for me again.\" *Her hands slowly reached forward, at first it looked a little funny because up and down were swapped for the vampire but eventually her palms cupped Bella's cheeks. Her thumb lightly brushing against the skin underneath her eye, as if wiping away some dirt. She removed her right hand just to brush strands of hair from Bella's face before speaking once again. \n\"Has your sister befriended a vampire before, or is that something only the legendary Bella Gladstone has accomplished so far?\" \n\n*After she finished speaking she pulled her hands back and allowed them to hang lazily down, almost brushing against the tall grass underneath as she laid on the rock with her head hanging over the edge. It was now that she began feeling light-headed as all the blood ran to her head.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*Bella was confounded at the potential thought of how such a simple adventure could have been compounded into something more exciting. Even with several of the lies - she never held a dagger to Manon, merely her bare hand. She entered the forests, yes - but she was lost to begin with. And the vampire most certainly wasn't vicious to begin with. It was one thing to tell a nice story, but Bella knew all too well that she shouldn't lie about it. However, Manon would come to notice a certain blush envelop Bella's cheeks, as she'd even go as far as to take a step back from the physical contact towards her cheeks and hair.*\n\n\"Eek! Good heavens, don't put me in such a limelight! You're giving me significantly more credit than I deserve... The 'Legendary Bella Gladstone'... I'm more of the Mediocre Bella Gladstone, Miss...\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon had to sit up or she would likely pass out from being upside for so long. She slid herself off the rock and onto her feet once more, The feeling of pins and needles clouded her head and vision slowly faded to black. Although her eyes were open she had blacked out for a moment from standing up so suddenly. To Bella it just looked like started staring at something unseen on the ground for a couple of second before her vision slowly returned and the pins and needles subsided. She definitely missed part of what Bella was saying as she semi-fainted.*\n\n \"As long as you're not setting yourself up for failure, if you set your standards so high that not even you can reach them.. Well. How about becoming a woman you're proud of, or me. I'm proud of you, I've never had someone be so gentle with me before. If I'm honest it was a little awkward.\" \n\n\"Are you hungry, there are some berry bushes around.\" *She had been meaning to ask earlier but their conversation seemed too important to interrupt. With her basket in tow she walked towards the tree-lines as if she knew the bush was there all long when really it was just her nature magic sensing the fruit. Being able to feel nature was very comfortable and something Manon loved. So much so that it was subconscious, never having to put thought into moving the forest for her to walk or to find the plants she needed. The only times she realized how much she leaned on her magic was when she was in the city, when the abundance of plants were gone and she was left with a void in her chest.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "\"I sincerely hope that it's not the case, however who I am... It's very likely that I am setting my expectations too high regardless.\" *Bella said in response as she tried to brush her hair back to its usual short but relatively boring style, before she glided over towards the river, kneeling onto the grass and starting to wash her hands in the flowing stream.*\n\n\"I think I'll be capable of handling myself in regards to food and water, however... I do know some basic Nature magics, however it is nothing of your caliber, it seems...\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon picked a few berries as she walked back over to Bella who was now washing her hands at the river. Picking one of the berries up before tossing it into her mouth, chewing on the sweet essences that spilled into her mouth. She didn't feel like her nature magic was all that impressive, probably fine tuned at this point at the least. If the only way you had to survive was in a forest as large as the Ombu's, anyone would get rather acquainted quickly. Swallowing the berry before kneeling down beside Bella and dipping her hands into the water as well.*\n\"Well excuse me, Legendary Bella Gladstone.\" *She teased.* \"You can add 'telling off a vampire' to your list. Your sister will be very proud.\" *She wondered if Bella could actually handle her own food and water. Maybe Bella had aqua magic, able to purify any source of water with a single touch. The only times she could drink or fill up a leather skin bottle was when she made her trips back to town. The traditional method of purify water was too risky in the woods. First she had to buy heavy pots, those alone would make plenty of sound in the woods. But the main reason was the fire that had to be created, there was no way she would light a beacon like that in these forests.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*However, much to Manon's lack of knowledge - Bella too had a lack of knowledge when it came to Aqua Magic. A lot of what Bella had learnt in the past was mainly as a result of scourging through the family library in her spare time, if she wasn't working or tending to her home garden. Needless to say, it was mainly Nature magic that was within her field of knowledge, aside from a Faith spell or two that managed to sneak it's way in. And none of them were well-practiced. If anything, she had no clue of her own on how to get clean water, but with her skills as a merchant came trade, and as soon as she could find a way back home - she knew that she could at the least trade for some drinking water, or at least sustain herself a little from the moisture of fruit, for now.*\n\n*But as Bella had once again found herself complimented by vampire before her, the blush on her face only remained. She was certainly not used to this level of compliments, especially since she knew that she did absolutely nothing of worthiness of the title, aside from treating Manon like she would anyone else - a person.*\n\"You make it sound like it's so wonderful to tell off a vampire... I'm not a mother scolding her child.\"\n\n*She responded with a hint of insecurity in her voice, trying to make herself appear as small as possible. If she was standing, that would however be a difficult job, if mainly for her moderately tall height and the heels she wore.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"I'm just trying to make you feel a little better about yourself. If I'm honest, I hate being called a vampire. It's all I'm ever seen as. I don't mind it right now because I'm just trying to help.\" *Manon dipped her hands into the water and began scrubbing at herself, It took a while for her to scrape the mud off her hands which just made the water underneath brown-ish as she washed. Once she was finished she took the few berries she picked and squished them with her hands. She watched the seeds slowly drip into the water followed by some clear-ish purple fluid. It took a few seconds for the smell to reach either one of the girls but eventually something sweet filled the air. Manon lowered her hands into the water once more for just a couple seconds before standing up once more. The juices were no longer coating her fingers but some of the sweet scent remained. She heard of the richer girls applying hand creams to their hand to make them smell nice and this was the close Manon could get to replicating what she heard in gossip. She knew her hands would get dirty almost instantly but for a few minutes she felt.. Normal.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "\"If it makes you feel any better about yourself...\" *Bella suddenly chimed in, as she noticed Manon's interesting methods in order to create a interesting form of hand wash using both water and the berry juice. Cleaning the mud and dirt from her own fingers, she curiously took a mental note of the methods Manon used in order to cleanse her own hands as effectively as she smiled as soon as the fresh and fruity scent reached her nose.*\n\n\"A lot of people merely see me as nothing but a shadow. For almost all my life I have found myself as the second fiddle to Jasmine Gladstone. In Kadho, she's known as the Venom Knight, her alchemy and swordsplay both combined to make quite the wonderful mercenary. And all that while helping me manage the store. Now that it's in the hands of our other workers on account of our departure... I imagine it will be much different, but... Jasmine left me because she said that she was holding me back. The Gladstone Apothecary wouldn't have been standing if it wasn't for her ingenuity. Me? Well, the public in Kadho just know me as the one who once ran the business, nothing more, nothing less. And certainly not the 'Legendary Bella Gladstone' like you so dreadfully insist...\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Looked wildly around, almost as if she was confused as to where she was. She took multiple hurried steps away from the creek while checking her surroundings. Then she walked right back to Bella, the look on her face was less than amused.*\n \"If you ask me, we're not in Kadho. Jasmine is not here. There is no nothing more or nothing less out here. You're either alive of dead.\"\n*For Manon it was difficult to hear Bella's story. She could sympathize what she was feeling somewhat from her own travels. Being a show, being nothing more than a monster and everything less from a healer. Hearing Bella talk of being so ordinary didn't sound so rough. She didn't have to leave her home. She didn't have a vampire decimate her family and everyone else when she was a child. There it was, the reason why Manon found it hard to consume Bella story. It was all a 'choice' that she made, She wish she had a choice. She would not have saved that person in the alleyway, turned into a vampire, come back to everyone dead. She wouldn't have to play pretend in a forest, placing berries on her hand and pretending to be some noble girl from the city. She would've picked being an actual doctor.* \n\"I've never even heard of this Vemon Knight. I hope you're able to mentally escape Kadho, the world is larger than the opinions of people who think so poorly of you.\" \n*She offered her still wet hand to Bella in cause she needed help standing with those heels in moist mud. It must take a special individual to wear those shoes in such difficult terrain.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*Gratefully taking the hand of the vampire she had helped calm down, Bella raised her knee before she lifted herself back onto her own heels once more, a soft* 'Phew.' *Exhaling from her mouth.* \"Ah, Bella... I'm not... Really in shape to be that much of an adventurer.\" *She said, once again showing an act of doubt and self-deprecation as she dusting off the dirt from her dress.*\n\n\"It's why I'm afraid... This isn't Kadho. This isn't a place where I can simply sit down and relax... There are things out there that are more than willing to take my life... And I don't have a means to fend for myself. How I've managed weeks before this happened must be an incredible amount of luck, but luck can only get one so far... Abilities are also an important aspect, alas mine are not up to scratch, compared to you, let alone to anybody else. If we were to meet on different terms... I wouldn't know what to do. I'm simply but a merchant, after all - not a warrior.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"I'm not a warrior either. I'm just a healer.\" *Once Bella stood on her own she took back her hand. They must've lost track of time because it was getting rather late, some stars started to show themselves in the sky but it was still just a little too bright to make out constellations. From ground level there were too much in the way of branches and leaves that blocked the view for an ordinary person. Tilting her head back to examine the sky, gauging if they had enough to go on or if they needed to wait a little longer. Manon lifted her hand up towards the sky and the branches high above created a hole in the tree tops for Manon to clearly see the sky. 'Just a little while longer' she thought to herself, her hand lowered. The branches up above snapped back into their usual position with such force that Manon accidentally showered them both with falling twigs and leaves.* \n\"It's almost da-\" *She started before the rain of wood poured down on them both. Keeping her head lowered as she looked at Bella with an apologetic look.* \"Sorry... It's nearly time for you to go back.\"" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*The sunlight began to fade before the two ladies, the sky as mentioned before, slowly beginning its transition from a nice day to a more scarier night - For Bella it was more of a moment to be uneasy, if only because of her own lack of night vision. Nevertheless, she tried to remain optimistic given Manon was there to aid her... Up until she was showered with an array of wooded foliage.*\n\n\"Agh! Good heavens!\" *She cried out as she raised her arms in order to protect herself from the falling branches and twigs. Needless to say, it was only as strong as someone pitifully throwing a sticks and the like towards her, but it was more than enough to cause a reaction from the merchant.*\n\n*Releasing a sigh once the onslaught was over, Bella cleared her throat and adjusted the lacy ruffle around her neck, before she looked over with Manon with a sigh.* \"I would have to agree... As much as I appreciate your aid, Miss, I believe the longer I find myself here, the more likely my fate will be sealed. It'd be for the best if we do decide to leave the creek, as well as this particular forest, and to find **Some** Semblance of civilization...\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Then if you'll follow me I know the general direction, the issue is if you get turned on the way.\" \n*She turned to the left and began walking in the direction back into the forest. Just like all the other times, the forest parted ways for the females to traverse a little more freely. Manon felt sorrow as she would find herself traveling alone once more. Maybe in the future she would visit this Kadho place and tell the shallow people of how wonderful Bella is. She was wonderful company to have and it made talking fun for once. Animals had rather lane conversational skills, only saying simple phrases or what was immediately on her mind. The thing she valued the most was how Bella treated her like a person, not a freak or a vampire, an actual person.* \n\"I'll be honest, I feel sad that you're leaving so soon. I'm not going to stop you from going back to the city. I wouldn't do that to you. It makes me wish I had a home of my own, a place I could invite you for some food.\" *Manon gave a giggle before speaking again.* \"And it wouldn't be the blood from the rabbit, an actual meal. It would be nice to sit outside underneath the stars and share stories. Thank you for meeting me today.\"" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*Following after Manon after she had given her newly found vampiric friend with a smile, Bella grabbed onto her skirt yet again as she began to walk alongside her, eyeing the foliage that was moving around her with much intrigue and curiosity. She had never seen anybody else with as effective magic over nature itself like Manon did, and for a fellow practitioner, it caught her interests.*\n\"Ah, may I ask? What made you decide to learn about the magic of nature to begin with?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"I didn't really learn it. When I was younger I noticed all the leaves in the classroom began to point my direction whenever I walked. They also withered when I was sad or upset. One day I raised my hand over a beautiful flower and it rise to meet me. I like to say it gave me a kiss on my palm.\" *She gave a soft laugh at how silly she must sound.* \"Ever since I felt one with nature, They kindly tell me their secrets and I use it for good.\" \n\n*Manon raised her hand towards the sky once more as the trees parted for her to see the sky. Tilting her head back as she saw the bright clustered of stars high over head.* \"There you are.\" *She said softly before turning slightly to the right. If they continued this direction they would reach the city sooner or later. It was hard to tell how far away they were. It wasn't an issue for Manon because these forests were he life, she had all the time to walk.* \n\"Learning how to heal is a different story, I slaved over text books to learn how to mend and repair. I even cut my own hands on purpose so I could practice.\"" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*Bella listened in intrigue towards Manon's stories. A woman who for as long as she remembered, had the natural connection to nature? That alone sounded more interesting than anything Bella knew that she was capable of... Showing clear interest in the topic of their magical capabilities, she suddenly chimed in after Manon had finished her own explanation.*\n\n\"Like a bond between humanity and nature... As for myself, I must admit that such an effect has never occurred for me, at least not naturally. A lot of the magic I've at least tried are merely just poorly made attempts to replicate the writings in the family library in my free time, comfortably sitting down with a cup of herbal tea in hand and a book in the other, with a fireplace crackling in the background...\"\n\n*All of a sudden, Bella released a nostalgic sigh as she remembered those days. The days where adventure seemed so out of place, where she could sit down, relax and enjoy herself.*\n\n\"I would like to say that nature is an important part to me, as much as I struggle to control it with magics. Civilization and nature can coexist, it just needs to be a respect between both so no side of the balance overtakes the other...\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon laughed once more, it seemed like Bella knew exactly what it felt like.* \"Yes, my connection with nature is so strong that when I go into the city. Into a place with stones and metal. I feel empty inside. I can't feel the energy radiating from the trees or the call of flowers. I feel... Empty.\" \n\n*She lost herself in thought, the last time she entered the city she felt so alone and isolated. It was daytime too, she couldn't see too far in front of her and she wandered blindly all day until she found a dark alleyway which her eyes didn't burn from the blazing sunlight. Shaking her head from side to side, snapping out her thoughts entirely. She didn't entirely agree with Bella's sentiment about civilization and nature.* \n\n\"People just ruin good things, I wouldn't want to lose nature due to civilization. Just leave the plants alone..\"" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "\"It's why I at the very least have made my very own garden within the Apothecary itself, it was quite relaxing to tend to it whilst I was waiting for a new customer.\" *Bella laughed, smiling alongside Manon as she really seemed to be enjoying herself in spite of the issue that was at hand.* \"I cannot say that I have felt the energy and emotions of the plants and trees themselves, but I assume they're happy every time I water them or take care of them...\"\n\n*Clapping her frail hands together, Bella looked over at Manon with a frown, but an understanding nod. It was true that people ruin good things, but she didn't think that was entirely the case.* \"It's true that people do tend to be rather... Foolish, at times. Take me, for example. Bumbling into the thick of a forest with no clear goals or understanding on what I should do to begin with, besides gathering ingredients for my potions... But there are people out there who go out of their way in order to make things better for everybody, even in sacrifice to themselves. You may not be as appreciated as hope you are, but today I believe you've done the right thing, at least in my eyes. People remember a selfless friend more than a selfish fool.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon spun on her heels until she faced Bella, still walking backwards as spoke to the soft soul in front of her. It was obvious Manon was not afraid of bumping into anything due to her nature magic, the path endlessly opening for them. She placed her hands behind her back and even dared to lean forward until their noses were a couple of centimeters away.*\n\n\"I can't believe how much of a sweetheart you've been, Normally I have such anxiety when talking to someone but that all washes away with you.\" \n*Manon took steps into a clearing while walking backwards, making it handful of steps past the forest clearing before she looked past Bella's shoulder. In front of Manon was the forest edge, thick trees and bushes lining the Ombu forest. Her gaze looked down towards the ground where she saw short grass and no roots in sight. Manon had a sinking feeling of what was directly behind her before she even turned around to look. A huge stone wall that separated the city of Tunuar. Her head tilted back as she traced the stone wall high into the sky until she saw the top. A look of disappointment filled her face, a frown appearing across her lips. As if suddenly remembering that Bella was there she turned back, a foreign smile now replaced the disappointed look.* \"Well that was quick. Welcome to Tunuar, Bella.\"" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "\"I... I guess I have my ways with talking with others, it's expected from a merchant like myself. I never truly want to hurt people, regardless of whether or not they're a customer. I have an image to uphold and to maintain as the proprietor of the Gladstone Apothecary, after all... It just wouldn't feel right to turn people the wrong way.\" *Bella responded with a bashful expression, once again starting to blush as Manon leaned forward closely. Social interaction was one thing, she was all for it. But being flirted and teased was another beast in of itself, especially if the offender was of the same sex. She simply just wasn't used to it, and was about as defenseless as she usually was. And this time, Jasmine wasn't there to 'rescue her.'*\n\n*She would place her hands behind her back as she once again tried to make herself appear as small as possible, however as mentioned before - her simple but beautiful choices in fashion made it hard to **Not** Draw attention away from herself.* \"I've heard stories about vampires, even met them firsthand while I was back home in Kadho... None that are kind-hearted as you are though, Miss... You are an absolute saint, no matter what the common folk think of you. And I thank you dearly for guiding me here.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Oh please you're going to make me blush, I'll try to remember your words Miss. Bella.\" *She had already stepped around Bella and now had the forest to her back. She wished she could go into the city with Bella, maybe spend more time getting to know her new friend. But she couldn't, it was dangerous for the both of them if Manon was spotted, they'd both probably get beaten or killed. It was hard saying good bye, She might never see Bella against after all. Manon took a step away from Bella without saying a word, Her mouth opened though in an attempt at a farewell but the words wouldn't come out. It had been years since she considered someone a friend. It felt as if a void was opening within her chest where Bella currently existed.* \n\"Uh. The gate is just a little ways that way.\" *She pointed to the left, in the distance a couple of fires were lit that indicated a road.* \"Maybe our path will cross again?\"" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "\"I do sincerely hope so.\" *Bella responded as took a step back of her own, creating a bit of distance between herself and Manon, before she grabbed onto her own brown skirt with both her hands in order to perform a nice curtsey towards her newly gained friend - even though she still hadn't the clue on who her name was. But it didn't matter. Bella didn't forget a customer, and she certainly didn't forget a newly acquired ally. Names didn't matter in the long scheme of things if she knew all too whole who the woman behind the vampire fangs really was.*\n\n\"And who knows. Perhaps one day this merchant will be as Legendary as you hopelessly assume that I am. But as for now, my friend... Many a thanks. I do hope we meet each other another day.\" *And with a pleasant wave, Bella turned around swiftly on her heels, before she strutted towards the gates of Tunuar with a optimistic stride in her step, almost as if this professional looking merchant was skipping... She could almost even hear a song-like humming coming from Bella's soft, motherly voice... Whatever had happened tonight, it left a clear impact.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon found herself search for her next meal once more in the Ombu forests. A forest so large that it was rumored to be ever changing. Over night trails and footprints often vanish which usually ended in people getting lost if they didn't know what to search for. For those smart enough, there was constellation that marked the way to the nearest city. The only issue was getting a clear view of the sky itself between the green ceiling of leaves above.* \n\n*Manon didn't have any fancy armor or sword, she wasn't much of a fighter in that regard. She had a brown handbasket in one hand and a wooden staff in the other. The meal she searched for wasn't one of meat however, more the blood of another creature. She hated when her hunger surfaced, she hated that she had to hurt the things she wished to protect. Her she was using her nature magic to sense nearby animals, hesitant to choose which would fall pray. Without so much of moving a muscle a cluster of vines wrapped around a buck's legs somewhere off in the distance. The Vampire started her slow walk towards the creature that would her some time to reach.*" }, { "author": "Griffon Lancaster", "message": "*In the branches above Manon, a boy lay sprawled out on a large bough, snoozing lightly after having been turned around in the woods. He stirred when he heard the underbrush rustling. He opened one eye and peered down to the forest floor, where a pale woman holding a basket stalked through the woods. Whoever they were, they didn't seem lost. More like they were going somewhere. It intrigued the boy. Enough that he got up and crouched on the branch to observe the woman*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*As the woman moved forward, branches and bushes both leaned from her path. Sometimes a branch would snap but either way a path parted for her to travel with minimal resistance. This was something that she did almost subconsciously now at this point. Spending so much time in these forests honed her nature magic prowess. She felt something move using her magic as her sonar but whatever it was didn't move as she passed. Either she was being stalked by a pray or it was harmless, either way she continued further.*\n\n*Walking past a rather large bush as her pray remained pinned onto the ground. The poor beast was panicking and his cries always pulled at her heart strings. She made her way to the backside of the animal, always staying clear from the hooves. She had been kicked enough times to learn this lesson the hard way. Normally she wouldn't go after larger animals, but so far she had killed every small animal she fed off from. Lowering her staff onto the ground and moved her hand over the Buck's eyes, shielding herself from sight as she sank her fangs into the animals neck.*" }, { "author": "Griffon Lancaster", "message": "*From his perch in the trees, the boy sucked in a breath* \"Goddamn.\" *He crouched lower,one hand holding a branch of balance while his free hand reached for his sword. He moved quietly, thinking about what his Dad had said about bloodsuckers*\n*\"Immortal, don't like Holy stuff..\" Yeah that's pretty much al he could recall about them. But the way this woman acted, covering the animal's eyes?*\n\n*The deer struggled, the boy used its struggles to drop to the forest floor undetected. Moving closer to the woman, but being mindful to keep a solid barrier between them, like a tree or large bush. Circling stealthily*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*The vampire continued to suck the Buck's blood for a few minutes. She could faintly feel it's pulse press against her lips though she hadn't tried something like this before. It was hard for her to maintain focus on the buck himself. She wanted to keep it alive but the threat of being pulled into bloodlust of feeding tempted to take her. Thankfully her need to preserve this was a little stronger than her need to feed. Slowly she pulled back from bound animal, it's movements slower than before as it probably felt the fatigue brought by blood loss. The hand covering his eyes moved to her bite mark as she began healing the puncture wounds she had left in it's flesh. That was the easy part, the hard part was getting him to eat afterwards.* \n\n*She stood up and ran towards a nearby bush, another gift of having nature magic was knowing what resources were nearby. In her hand she had a handful of berries as she brought it towards his mouth. The words that came out of her mouth were not any language a mortal could hear. She was able to speak to animals as she tried to comfort it.*" }, { "author": "Griffon Lancaster", "message": "*He continued to observe the woman as she fed. Confused at her strangely gentle manner when handling her prey. This wasn't like the Vampires he'd heard about. Maybe she's an odd one?*\n\n\"Just what are you thinking, lady?\" *The crept closer until he was only a few meters away from her, she knelt by the deer, feeding it something from her palm. Still keeping a hand on his Chotel Blade, he ran through everything he could think of about Vampires, any obscure tale his parents had told him about kind ones*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon turned her head to see the male approach. She had to fight every instinct to not jump from being startled. Her cat like pupils moved from his hand to his face, a deep inhale escaped her lips as she looked down at the still scared buck.* \n\n\"I'm not sure if I understand your question, Sir.\" *She began stroking the fur of the buck, maybe she should just let him run free. This was the first time she managed to feed and not kill the host, it came with the assumption that it would need medical care after the blood lost.* \n\n\"I can't say I'm thinking many positive things right now.\"" }, { "author": "Griffon Lancaster", "message": "*Griffon startled when she spoke to him, not expecting to be seen. \"Guess there's no point hiding anymore, then.\"*\n*He got up from crouching and stepped closer, looking down at the woman and the buck* \n\"You're a Vampire. And a mage too, by the looks of it.\" *The boy gestured to the Deer's neck, where the puncture marks had faded* \"You didn't kill it. Why?\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She didn't know what to say really, ever since she was turned she was being compared to other vampires. She couldn't even be a doctor in the city despite being blessed with holy magic. She had plenty of answers but all defy what she was supposed to do. She was meant to feed endlessly off the life of other living creatures and leave. She felt like a plague that rolled in and claimed lives.* \n\n\"Yes, And yes.\" *She answered his first two statements, her gaze leaving the male as he exposed himself into the open. A small smile spread across her pink lips as the buck began eating from her palm.* \"I don't enjoy harming animals..\" *She took a glance at the man before smiling faintly.* \"Or people.\" *She added, though she had only fed off a person a single time in her life. Thankfully he didn't die either.*" }, { "author": "Griffon Lancaster", "message": "\"Then you're unlike the Vampires I've been told about. That may be a good thing.\" *The boy took his hand off his sword and stepped closer* \"Where'd you come from? Tunuar?\"\n\n*As he stepped closer, the boys' outfit became apparent. Mud-caked boots and a grey shirt that may have once been white. Gloves covered his hands and as he pushed his grey hair from his eyes, his pupils were a bright violet. His stence was more relaxed now, but he kept looking from the woman, to her staff, then the deer, and the terrain. Seemingly trying to take in as much as possible*\n\n\"Also, you got a name?\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*As the male took a step closer her hand shot to her staff, grasping the middle of it as she rose to her feet. She also dropped all the berries onto the ground and took a step back. She didn't know who this person was, just a moment ago he had his hand on his sword as well. Either he wasn't very smart or he thought she wasn't very smart. She decided to release the Buck so it wouldn't fall if a fight did break out.* \n\n\"You ask a lot of questions, what is it that you want with me?\" *She said warily, the whole reasons why she was in the woods was to avoid human confrontation. Too many times she had been hunted for crimes she didn't commit. Just because a body came up with bite marks didn't mean* *She* *Was the one who did it. For all she knew he was the one tasked with dispatching her.*" }, { "author": "Griffon Lancaster", "message": "*His hand went to his swords as she grabbed her staff* \"Woah, hey! I just wanna talk.\" *He didn't remove his hands from his swords, but he changed his direction, circling around the Vampire instead of stepping closer*\n\n\"I've never met a Vampire before. Are all of you this skittish?\" *He looked down to the Deer* \"Almost as jumpy as him.\" *He kept his tone light, stopping his circling once he'd moved 180 degrees from where he had started* \n\"I wanted to know though, do you live in the City? Or do you have some kinda hut here in the woods?\" *His brow furrowed* \"No wait, that's Witches that live in huts in the woods.\" *He looked back to the woman* \"Are you roomies with a Witch?\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She maintained eye contract with him as he circled around, always keeping the same distance between herself and him. She listened to his words, his questions but it was rather impolite for him to ask without introducing himself first. Once he stopped she took another step backwards, careful to not step on the Deer.* \n\n\"I'll answer those questions once you tell me who you are, and why you're here. I doubt you came for a friendly chat.\" *He was an interesting one, most people attacked first and asked questions later. She didn't care for him circling around him like she was some animal. All it did was make her conscious of the trees behind her, for possible companions.* \"What are a witch?\" *She found herself blurting out.*" }, { "author": "Griffon Lancaster", "message": "\"I'm Griffon. I'm a hunter. As for what I was doing..\"\n\n\"I was taking a nap\" *He answered, pointing to the spot in the trees where he had been resting* \"Then I saw you walking here, all alone. As for Witches,\"\n*He shrugged* \"I think they're some kinda Mage who lives in the woods and eats children. Or something like that.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She lowered her staff a little, more blown away at his words. She wasn't sure if she should believe that witches exist or that there was someone in these woods eating children. She decided to go with the former, there was no way witches existed. She was the only person who remotely fit that description. Were the people making things up about her now at Tunuar?* \n\n*She lowered her staff entirely, taking his words to heart that people thought she ate children now. All she ever ate were wild animals, even that was enough to make her feel guilty for causing arm. A frown stretched across her lips as she kneeled near the Buck once more. One by one she picked up the berries and held them for the deer to consume.* \n\n\"I don't eat children. I haven't met another vampire, I don't have a home.\" *She forget the question about her name, her mind too focus on this floating rumor that there was a mage who lived in the woods and ate children.*" }, { "author": "Griffon Lancaster", "message": "\"I had a hunch you didn't.\" *Griffon was growing a tad impatient at the Vampire's hesitance to share anything. It's probably because the last person who asked tried to kill her though...*\n\n\"Although,\" *Griffon crouched down again so he'd be eye-level with the woman* \"If you haven't met another Vampire, then how'd you become one? Unless you're directly descended from one of the original Vampires from the kingdom of who-the-hell-cares, wouldn't you have had to be bitten to contract Vampirism?\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"No, I was bitten.. I haven't seen a vampire since. Technically I didn't really get a look at him... Her? Either.\" *She raised her hand over the Buck and the vines holding him to the ground slowly sank back into the earth. She wasn't very surprised that it bolted almost immediately, she was just thankful that it could run. This was the first time she looked at her hand, some of the deer's blood was still across her palm. A normal person would've wiped their hands off, Manon licked hers.* \n\n\"If you came to hunt, why didn't you kill the deer?\" *She wanted to ask 'or me' but for all she knew, he still was. She was fairly certain she could bind him with roots before he got a strike off on her.*" }, { "author": "Griffon Lancaster", "message": "*Griffon watched the Deer run away through the underbrush* \"What's the point of hunting something that's already been caught? Besides, I don't hunt Deer, exactly.\"\n\n*Griffon stood up again. Now that the Deer had gone, he had the Vampires full attention. He felt like if he just told her he was a Munster Hunter, she'd either bolt like the Deer, or try to kill him here. And while fighting a Vampire would be cool as all hell, she didn't exactly seem like a bloodthirsty monster.*\n\"I'm curious. How long ago was it you were bitten? You don't look all that old, but for all I know, you could be a hundred years old. Since Vampires don't age and all.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"I don't think you came out here, taking a nap somewhere to come interrogate a vampire.\" *She countered.*\n\"If you really want to talk do something about your weapons. It's hard to trust you while you're armed.\"\n *She pointed her staff at the ground directly at her feet, implying to throw his sword down if he truly wanted to continue this conversation. In a show of good faith she answered one of his questions.*\n\"I am not near a hundred. I don't think a vampire makes it to that age.\"" }, { "author": "Griffon Lancaster", "message": "*Griffon sighed* \"Don't think me napping and this conversation are related because I promise you they're not.\" *Griffon didn't remove his hands from his hilts just yet. A small smile on his lips as he gazed upwards, looking for the moon from beneath the canopy*\n\n\"If I'm gonna throw off my weapons, you'd better do the same.\" *He gestured to her staff* \"That's definitely some kinda magic focus or something, I don't wanna put down my swords to get a magic blast of hocus-pocus to the face.\" \n\n*Griffon took both blades from their sheathes, holding them with the points downward and his finger resting lightly on the pommels* \"I drop mine, you drop yours. Sound good?\"" }, { "author": "OwO", "message": "🎉 **| Solar** Leveled up!" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Wasn't he watching her as she healed the buck with both hands, no staff? It wasn't like all spells required a staff though he was right about the focus part. She turned and threw the staff behind her, not too far but far enough that it wasn't easily obtainable. If he made a move she would move away from him not towards him. She figured he was an animal hunter seeing how he thought magic couldn't be cast otherwise* \n\n\"You're the one who placed their hand on their weapon first, and the one who is asking an awful lot of questions. You'll have to forgive me if I'm skeptical that you were just 'taking a nap and happened to stumble on a vampire' story. Especially if you believe that a witch or watch.-\" *Already forgetting the name of the creature he described earlier* \"-Would just stop at children\"" }, { "author": "Griffon Lancaster", "message": "\"You're still going on about the Witch?\" *Griffon chuckled* \"Maybe you really are roomies with one, the amount of interest you're showing.\"\n\n*Griffon lifted his fingers from his swords and let them drop to the ground, kicking them a short distance away* \"There. No more swords. No more Staffs.\" \n*Griffon sat down on the ground, picking up a twig and twisting it in his hands* \"I still don't know your name. Though, you never *Did* Answer if I asked you had one. But you must have had *Some* Kinda name before becoming a Vampire. Right? So out with it. You know mine already.\" *He grinned at the Vampire expectantly*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"You're the one daydreaming in the forest and my name is Manon. Do you always act this entitled to answers though? I don't recall owing you answers at all. I've been nothing but generous.\"\n\n*It wasn't really a threat but she held her hand above the grass and a vine came up from the ground to greet her. Soon she began waving her hand slowly above the vine and watched it mimic her hand movement. All without a staff in hand as well.* \n\n\"Though names are gifts to another, Something to remember another by. Seeing how I don't have people calling out my name. Does it have a meaning?\"" }, { "author": "Griffon Lancaster", "message": "*Griffon scoffed* \"I dunno. That's way too philosophical for me.\" \n*He watched the vine move along with Manon's hand. Of course she could still use magic! Whether or not she can use strong magic, that's the question.*\n\n\"Names are just names. No real weight behind them other than a way to communicate with others. It's like calling a tree a tree, or a deer a deer.\" *He leaned back, putting his palms out to prop himself up as he let out a breath*\n\"I wouldn't say I was daydreaming either. But it's certainly easier to sleep here than in a noisy Inn. People are loud anyway.\" *He raised an eyebrow to Manon knowingly* \"Wouldn't you agree?\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"I don't get the luxury of choice. As long as I'm away from people, I won't get tempted to do something I'll regret later.\" \n*Manon placed both her hands high into the air as she stretched herself. It was hard to tell if she was just waking up or is now getting tired as she yawned shortly after. The vine she was enthralling with magic went through several chances. First it grew flowers, bright pink flowers that picked spots at random to grow. Then the flowers sank back into the vine just to replaced with thorns. It seemed like she was modifying the genetics of the flower with her mind and magic alone.* \n\n\"So you just came out here to hunt and sleep, and look for witches?\"" }, { "author": "Griffon Lancaster", "message": "\"I came down here to train. You just managed to catch me napping us all.\" \n*Griffon had originally come to these woods to practice with his swords, fighting against monsters was very different from fighting people, and he wanted a familiar place to work on his skills.*\n\n*Griffon was watching the vine as it shifted and changed, it moved almost like a dance as it twisted and morphed. He figured that her magic must be very heavily nature related, was it something from her previous life, perhaps? He noted that if sh did d code to fight, he'd be at a disadvantage in a forest. But Griffon knew the woods too, growing up in a forest gave him some insight to the terrain and surroundings. He didn't worry about Manon attacking him. But it was there in the back of his mind nonetheless*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She would rather not participate in combat. She wouldn't like to test if she could claim a life after spending so much time trying to save them. She still didn't believe this was a coincidental meeting, mostly because of past experiences. There were only a handful of people she had met that were friendly. The rest just wanted her gone.* \n\n\"Train for what? Do you have a battle coming up? Could you possibly not kill it?\"" }, { "author": "Griffon Lancaster", "message": "\"Well, I assume I'll have a battle coming. It's part of my job, after all.\" \n*Griffon saw the way Manon regarded him and grinned* \"You probably think I'm gonna try and kill you, aren't you?\" *The tensing of Manon's shoulders, and the way she manipulated the vine was probably a way to show Griffon she could fight even without a magic focus*\n\n\"While I admit, I'd love to try myself against a real Vampire. I was taught that sometimes, just like people, Monsters aren't all that they seem.\" *Griffon did believe that, though his excitement at meeting a Vampire made him come on a bit strong at first.* \"And I know my parents wouldn't have told me that if it wasn't true.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"I can't speak about other vampires, the stories I heard about them are rather repulsive.\"\n\n *She still had a bad habit of not referring herself as a vampire very often. She didn't like to be lumped in with the others based off of how brutal they were.* \n\n\"I feel like that's a safe assumption, I'd rather not kill you if I had the choice. Maybe I'd just bind you long enough to let the bears have a feast. That's still an indirect kill, I wouldn't sleep.\" \n\n*Without moving a muscle a vine picked up Griffon's sword and threw it closer to the Vampire. Soon after she picked up the sword and stood up. Once she got close to the hunter she turned the blade around in her hand, holding it by the blade while offering the handle back to him* \n\n\"If you kill without reason, you're worse than a vampire. I like to believe we do it to survive, not for fun.\"" }, { "author": "Griffon Lancaster", "message": "*Griffon pushed himself to his feet, taking his swords back from Manon and sheathing them.* \"Glad to know we've agreed on not killing each other.\" \n\n*He brushed the leaf litter off his pants and had a quick stretch to get feeling back into his legs* \"So now that you're done feeding, where do you go? Even I don't think the idea of living in the woods all your life sounds pleasant without a proper shelter.\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She pointed a finger at her basket that was still on the ground.* \n\"Now I go fill that with medical herbs and donate them to Tunuar. I'll continue to do so until another vampire kills someone and they blame me for it. Then I'll move to a different forest, and repeat. Nothing about my life other than helping people is pleasant. I'm glad you find it peaceful to sleep in the forest, I don't have the same choice.\" \n\n*She turned her back to the hunter as she picked up her basket and staff before walking in a semi-random reaction. She didn't care if he followed or not, it didn't seem like he was there to cause harm anymore. She favored conclusions such as these.*" }, { "author": "Griffon Lancaster", "message": "*Griffon sighed to himself as Manon walked away* \"This is unfortunate.\" *He muttered* \"I'm on my own again.\" *He pushed his hair out of his eyes as Manon walked away and called out to her* \n\"Maybe we'll meet again in a different forest then. Once I'm a little more rested and awake!\" *He did a half-hearted wave in the direction Manon was going until he couldn't see her anymore*\n\n*Griffon stood in silence for a short while, contemplating the conversation before chuckling to himself* \"Goddamn. An actual freaking Vampire.\" *He drew his swords, spinning them in his hands* \"Mom and Dad would be so surprised to hear I met one so soon after moving out!\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would brush his ways past the overgrown woodland, making his way through the forest in him heading towards the Mentian countries. Only recently had he completed his previous travels, though now he found himself winding right back where he started it. It would be wrong to say that this place didn't carry some memory in it, but it was but a faint thought that sat in the back of his mind with every branch that threatened to get in his way. With his starkness, it seemed every tree was out for him, but it was as easy a simple push out of the way.\n\nTerrel was in no rush. He had months of walking still ahead of him, and with the lack of companionship for the time being, he didn't have a reason to speed up his progress. For the first time in a long while, he found himself moving at his own pace. He'd keep his gaze ahead, half conscious of any potential dangers that a forest this large may carry. He didn't travel unprepared, far from it even. With the large sword he carried on top of his full plated armor, he would almost seem like a threat outside of the pig mask and red cloak he wore. It was a strange contradiction, but the Elf favored it in his attire.*" }, { "author": "Xylon", "message": "*He didn't know how long he's been running for but he knows for a fact that his legs are really tired from the strain of running through the forest terrain after stealing his latest prize. Xylon didn't mean to get caught during his heist but it wasn't his fault he got a little too distracted on the way outside the exit, which ended with the owner spotting him and also spotting the small gem in his hand belonging to said owner, it ended with him running quickly out the window and straight towards the forest. You'd think after years of running from every possible threat he'd be use to it by now but nope! Slowing down he leaned against a tree for support as he catched his breathe, before he heard heavy footsteps and a single glimpse of a person that he quickly hid in the nearby bush trying to get a glimpse of the mysterious figure while also keeping hidden so he wouldn't be on the receiving end of a sword.\n\nPeeking abit Xylon spots an elf with a pig mask and red cloaked attire, he thought it was a bit weird but then again he would be a hypocrite for saying such since he's technically wearing a raccoon cloak and tail, but that's not the thing he should be focusing on but instead the large sword the mysterious elf carried along side him which ok was very intimidating but he's not gonna cave in from just a sword- as quickly as his pride came in flourish also came the loud snap of a twig he accidentally stepped on alarming him* \"Oh no-\" *He quickly shuts his mouth with his hands and looks towards the elf with the pig mask watching for his reaction and maaybe Xylon is pissing his pants abit but nobody has to know that.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would come to a slow stop at the sound of a twig snapping unlike his own, pausing for a moment as if he were listening out for something. He'd have assumed it to be some random forest animal if not for the quiet words that soon followed the noise. It seemed he wasn't alone out in the forest. Turning his gaze in the direction the sound had come from, he'd squint slightly, not making out who it was with all the forestry that surrounded them, but knowing enough to have a general direction. Were they some bandit? Another traveler? A forest dweller? It could have been all for he had encountered each of them before. The sudden silence afterwards didn't seem to help his case, but the Elf didn't see them as much as a threat.*\n\n\"Come on out.\"*He'd say in his naturally low tone of voice.*\"I'm not a huntsman.\"*The term could have applied whether the person was just a wild animal or not.*\"Unless you want to make it a chase, but I can guarantee no one wants to try their chances racing a hog.\"*He'd bring his arms into his cloak, his mild attempt at appearing more passive in him waiting for a response. The Elf didn't really plan on chasing the person away, simply letting them feel under threat enough to run if they so choose to. And if they chose to fight? Well the Elf had his hand near his hilt if it ever came down to it.*" }, { "author": "Xylon", "message": "*Sweating bullets by the second Xylon reflected on those words the mysterious elf had said, He's definitely not gonna win a foot race against this guy.. And he's definitely not gonna win a fight with him either not with that large of a sword the elf is wielding, though he never had any conflict on his adventures through the years there was some close calls ending in a few bruises and large cuts, but this? He's definitely gonna get sliced in half and in this situation and it'll end in him on the ground blood pooling everywhere and he's not ready to die yet-.* \n\n*So after some reconsideration he raises himself and away from his hiding spot and for good measures with a dagger towards his opponent. His brows furrowed, eyes looking towards the mask and slightly flickering towards the swords, sweating nervously* \"Are you sure your not gonna slice me in half with that thing?\" *He gestures to the sword.*\n\n\"I wouldn't fancy myself getting sliced in the middle of a forest by someone i barely knew you know?\" *Though voice slightly shaky he manages to put up a brave facade, he can definitely take this guy if he needed- totally! Definitely.. He gives a strained smile waiting for a reaction.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would eye the newcomer, his gaze traveling to the person's get up before eventually falling upon the dagger he pointed out towards him. He'd let out a huff of amusement as he'd look down at Xylon. Maybe he wasn't anything more than a Forest Dweller. A strange one at best in him wearing a raccoon tail atop his outfit. Terrel supposed he couldn't be the one to talk though. In him asking if he was planning on attacking him, Terrel would allow a light grin to form at the corner of his mouth.*\n\n\"That depends. You're not planning on giving me a paper-cut with that dagger are you?\"*He'd say with a chuckle.*\"I won't unsheathe my weapon unless you put up a fight, but I'm guessing that's not what you're here for, is it?\"*Terrel supposed there was the chance of there always being a paid assassin about, but who'd want to send one after him anyways? Besides, the raccoon person looked like hardly more than a kid and if that's who they were paying, it seemed he had a bit to catch up on.*\n\n\"What are you doing out in the forest by yourself, kid?\"*He'd ask him.*\"It takes more than a dagger and a small bout of courage to survive half the things this place throws your way.\"" }, { "author": "Xylon", "message": "*He scoffs a bit, really? A kid joke? Man this guy needs to learn to throw better insults but he won't poke a sleeping bear even if it meant he get a shiny reward in return, he slowly lowered the dagger though still keeping it in his hand incase he'll need to fight.* \n\n\"First off I'm not a kid old man, and secondly i came here to hide abit the why is none of your business, and for your information this dagger has served me well over the years by killing or severely injuring those who has crossed my path!\" *He says with a small puff of his chest* \"Now it's my turn, what's your name and what are *You* Doing here alone in the forest? You got a body to bury or something?\"\n\n*He eyes him suspiciously, this guy is definitely not gonna be easy to beat down but with a few one liners and random zipping around him maybe he'll get the chance to swiftly knock him off his feet... Though for now he'll play the long game.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*He'd look the person up and down, saying casually:*\"Could have fooled me.\"*The Elf didn't care much for the old man comment, knowing very well that in Elven years neither of them came close to the title. Maybe it was his boisterousness or overconfidence that caused Terrel to find amusement in the man's bragging. At least he had his hobbies down packed even if his feistiness left him confessing more than a person of his 'profession' would have thought to be logical. So he was some kind of murderer on the loose? Or at least a wannabe one. Terrel couldn't see this person killing much more than the local rat infestation.\n\nIn being asked if he was out here having a body to burry, he'd look at Xylon, saying:*\"I might be considering it.\"*With a light stretch, followed by a scratch to the back of his head, he'd hold a gloved hand out towards the raccoon person in greeting.*\"Name's Terrel. At least formerly. I can also be referred to as hog, pigman, swine, you can probably guess the rest.\"\n\n*Drawing his hand back to his cloak, he'd say:*\"Since it seems like we're doing a whole introduction to each other, what's your name kid? And what parents do I have to send for about their missing child?\"*Weak insult or not, Terrel found amusement in jabbing at him with the Raccoon's over confidence.*" }, { "author": "Xylon", "message": "*At the mention of the word \"Parents\" His overconfident and boisterous facade dropped instantly like a rock that has been dropped from a high cliff and he dropped the dagger by accident, he instantly picked it back up trying to hold himself together whilst trying to look as normal as possible and not seem like he just shattered for a second before replying* \"Well nice to meet you Mr. Terral pretty large array of nicknames ya got there, the names Xylon and i don't think you would be sending me off with a missing childs poster tapped to my face anytime soon.\"\n\n*Hopefully he wouldn't notice the misstep, he didn't need pity from a stranger! He's been working just fine on his own and managing well for himself, if you could call stealing something worth being proud of but he didn't care about that.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel could notice the slight shift in the man's words, more so from expression than the way he was acting. It was a common Elf trait to be able to read faces well enough, though it wasn't enough for him to determine what the sudden shift was for.*\"What?\"*He'd ask him.*\"Outcast? Ran away? Kicked out and abandoned by your family?\"*It seemed to be a more playful jab at him than a showing of actual concern. \n\nThere were many people that tended to have issues with their family these days. Terrel's case was a little different in him deciding to leave, but he cared for them either way even in not knowing how they'd react upon finding out he was gone the next day. It had been over a year now though, so he doubted either of them really needed a search party at this point.*" }, { "author": "Xylon", "message": "\"Great assumptions there, but not hitting the mark! Besides why should i tell a complete stranger about my family life Mr. I came into the forest looking like I'm about to cover up a murder?\" *He retorted, though the words of family slightly stinging him he's not gonna lose to this, his pride won't allow him to falter so easily.* \n\n\"You also didn't quite answer the question on why your here, i gave you mine though a little vague but it just seems fair that you should give out some reasons to be here too\" *He said as curiosity overtook him, this guy seems interesting enough to talk to and at least Xylon's not gonna die at the hands of Terrel anytime soon, well we can't say for certain.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"I'd assume the same reason why'd you tell a complete stranger about your day to day hobby of killing people as if it wouldn't come back to bite you later.\"*He'd say to answer the man's question.*\"And that comes from experience...\"*The last words were more uttered to himself, a short break in his playfulness to be replaced with a moment of recollection.*\"But if you're curious Xylon, I'm just a traveler working to earn gold in whichever way I find most convenient. Which may or may not get in the way of most peoples's morales. I can see that wouldn't phase you though.\"\n\n*With all his guesses being wrong, there was the last option of him being an orphan which would explain a good chunk to say the least. Maybe he was a street rat of sorts in the way he chose to dress like a raccoon or someone just trying to survive. It could be any of them, but Terrel wasn't going to play the long guessing game especially with wood elves. They were always strange in his eyes to say the least even from his youth.*" }, { "author": "Xylon", "message": "\"Gold?\" *At the mention of the shiny valuable object he saunters closer to Terrel with a glint in his eyes like a child finding a new toy to play with.*\n\n \"And your a traveler?!\" *He'd said bouncing on the tips of his toes* \"Man I've always wanted to get outside of here and see what's out there! But I've never gotten the chance..\" *He remembers to failed attempt to go outside of Ombu by hiding himself inside a merchants wagon, that didn't end well for him.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*With the Raccoon's sudden excitement at his words, leading him to talk about how he's always wanted to leave Ombu, Terrel would quickly hold a hand up as if to silence him.*\"No, absolutely not.\"*He'd say to Xylon, his words more stern than previously in the very thought of this happening again.*\n\n\"The last time I picked up a stray from Ombu it lead to me nearly getting burned alive. I think it's safe to say, that this forest is trying to get me killed with any chance it gets.\"*What he could have meant with those words, only those present would have known, but Terrel already knew what became of the young Elves that decided to tag along with him. It wasn't good to say the least and besides, he felt so out of place with them, that his own methods of going about life seemed like Blasphemy to most of them.*" }, { "author": "Xylon", "message": "\"I didn't say i was gonna go with you on your traveling right?\" *He deadpanned, though he does wonder what he meant about the last stray he adopted led him to be burned alive..*\n\n\"It sounds like you actually *Want* Me to go with you on your travels\" *He chuckles at him*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"I'm a Silnari. I can see it in the way you're looking at me.\"*He'd say to him.*\"And frankly it doesn't take just the mention of gold to allow you to leave the forest, only a general sense of direction which I'm sure you have.\"*He'd say to him, not giving in to the little joking jab at him. Whether this person was driven by money as much as he was or not, he doubted that he'd last long outside these woods with the mindset he had. Then again, what did Terrel know of his life? He seemed to get along just fine.*\"If you want gold so much, then get a job. You're old enough for that, right?\"" }, { "author": "Xylon", "message": "\"Uh, a job?\" *He pondered on that sentence, he's never one to try to get a job well more like he didn't have the qualifications for most jobs, eventually he just gave up after the 10th door slammed in his face and the barrage of people scowling and sneering at him.*\n\n\"Nah i don't need a job\" *He said rather confidently* \"And besides i can hold my own out here! I don't need someone looking after me all the time\" *That's a lie he's been terribly lonely- and taking cover in his old slightly rundown home wasn't helping, and it was nice to finally talk to someone who wasn't gonna kill you or threaten the authorities on you, but he's getting too sappy for his own good he needs to man up.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"That's usually where gold comes from.\"*He'd say.*\"Unless you steal it of course, but I guess that would make thievery a job, hm?\"*The Elf doubted some of the words he spoke, but he couldn't have much sympathy towards him. He found no use in taking someone along that would merely be a liability to him in the end. It was just a waste of his own time and money.*\"But I'm sure this large forest has anything a person could want. Well for a Hunter anyways. If I recall though, Raccoons are typically scavengers, so I'd assume you'd be looking for the main Capitols out here.\"*He'd suggest.\n\nEventually he'd shift his gaze away from Xylon, turning as if he were looking to get ready to leave.*\"The whole kingdom thing here was never my thing though. So if that's what you prefer, it shouldn't be a lot of walking for you.\"*The Elf would explain to him, silently trying to figure out himself just how much farther he had in the forest before he'd reach Mentia.*" }, { "author": "Xylon", "message": "\"So your just gonna leave all mysterious like that?\" *He said, he was a little disappointed about Terrel leaving and such, he's not attached to this guy what do you mean-*\n\n\"You know i think i should stick around you Mr. Pigman\" *He blurted out not fully processing his words.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would glance back over at him in hearing him saying that he should stick around him. A light frown would appear on his face from where the mask didn't fully cover it, though it would soon fade to ensure a light laugh out of him.*\"A raccoon and pig? I've never heard anything so ridiculous.\"*That was a lie of course. He's seen and heard of a lot of things on his travels, making this situation particularly mild in comparison.*\"Besides what use are you to me? I go at my own pace well enough without someone robbing me dry in having an easy living.\"*His light tone faded away as he'd let out quiet exhale of air. He's had enough trouble with traveling companions as it was to see it better if he were to simply do his jobs on his own. Lots of people had problems in this world and they all seemed to pile onto him whenever he tried to do such a simple task.*" }, { "author": "Xylon", "message": "\"Had a feeling you'd say that\" *He quipped* \"I could help with fighting people and sneaking around places where you won't get spotted, and i won't rob you! I swear by it, what kind of travel buddy would i be if i robbed a fellow buddy of mine? Besides you'd probably kill me and I'm not taking any chance's on becoming a corpse\" *Xy didn't know why he wanted to be this guy's travel buddy so bad, but it just felt right for some reason beyond his knowing, though he has a feeling it'll be an adventure. A terrifying adventure probably but an adventure nonetheless.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"A backstabber?\"*He'd say in question with Xylon asking what kind of travel buddy he'd be if he robbed him.*\"Something I've also had to deal with.\"*Terrel wasn't sure why he'd trust a random elf he's met again. He supposed it was wrong to assume all were the same, but Terrel didn't have the best of luck.*\"You... Can fight?\"*He'd ask him in a dubious tone as he looked at the weapon he held.*\"With that piece of silverware you're more likely to become a corpse just going to half the places I visit if you're little slip ups don't get you caught first.\"*He'd say in referencing the noise that had made Terrel aware of Xylon in the first place.*" }, { "author": "Xylon", "message": "\"Oh cmon have some faith ofc i can fight! I mean yeah this dagger can't compare to your sword but hey it's at least something rather than nothing right?\" *He said hands animated as he talked, it's not the greatest weapon of all time but he's sure he won't get in a sticky situation involving him having to dodge many knives and or other weaponry.*\n\n\"And that little slip up was just one instant! It's probably gonna get me killed but i managed to dodge that so far\" *A little mistake that almost costs his life if he didn't control his impulsivity, he's drawn to this guy and he's gonna try and learn why even if it meant he'll be getting more injuries than normal.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would look down at him with a lack of convincing.*\"Stay in school kid. Better yet go learn magic and maybe you'd be able sustain your life for long enough to not ever have to worry about those people crossing your path. Who knows? Maybe it'll even make you a good fighter by the end of it.\"*It seemed like a good suggestion if any, considering magic was the route most Elves took. He didn't see why this would be any different for this aspiring adventurer. Everyone wanted to adventure, but not everyone was up to the task. Magic always made things easier, but Terrel chose to take the harder route in his travels.*" }, { "author": "Xylon", "message": "*Xylon scrunches his face ignoring the school comment* \"Magic? Blegh you wouldn't caught me dead trying to use that\" *He spat, rolling his eyes and crosses his arms. If magic didn't exist maybe he would've lived a far greater life but of course, life is always there to crush hopes and dreams.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"An Elf, that doesn't want to learn magic?\"*Terrel couldn't help the smirk appearing on his face.*\"What, too hard to learn? Or did it manage to traumatize you enough to stay away from it?\"*Half of it was his own experience. Magic was as dangerous as any other weapon in combat. However, he chose to use the sword instead, seeing just how far he could come without living under the Elven stereotype. Magic never helped him out much anyways. It's only ever made his life harder.*" }, { "author": "Xylon", "message": "*He frowned lightly, well he caught that quick much to Xy's dismay though Terrel sounds as if it came from experience which made him all the more curiouser.* \n\n\"Maybe or maybe not! That last part sounds real specific though, I'm guessing *You* Got traumatized by magic and chose a sword instead of a staff?\" *He asks, curiosity fueling half of his intentions as he walks around Terrel, he wasn't good at sitting still or in this situation he wasn't good at standing still.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Let me tell you.\"*He'd say to Xylon, taking a step towards him and leaning down ever so slightly to be at closer level with him.*\"Everyone will say that magic makes lives so much easier. Well it doesn't. It never had for me and frankly, I have nothing to prove in trying to force it to. Everyone can use magic if they really wanted to. Maybe that's all the more reason that no one should.\"\n\n*He'd stand back up to his full height, moving his hand to the hilt of his weapon, drawing out the large sword and holding it so that the tip touched the ground.*\n\n\"I have my own way of going about getting my tasks done. Maybe it's fortunate that you do too if you don't end up getting yourself killed in the process. That would simply dial back to nothing in your avoidance of the trait every Elf has.\"" }, { "author": "Xylon", "message": "\"Well then maybe you could teach me how to fight, as you so put it I'm not exactly the best fighter as you put it, though i have a feeling you'll turn that down too\" *He said, his persistence on joining Terrel on his travels hasn't faltered in the slightest, Xylon is dead set on learning more about this dude he met mere minutes ago and yet he still doesn't know why he'd want this, maybe it's the same experiences they've had or the fact they've sorta gotten along in a span of a few minutes.*\n\n\"We *Could* Make a deal, you help me with fighting and I'll help you on your travels for a while, then we'll go our separate ways.\" *He offers the deal, not the greatest offer he's made but hopefully id would work in his favour, his intentions are more so about Xylon wanting to learn more about this guy is all about, then again extra training won't be too bad he'd admit he's not the most experienced rogue in the world but he won't ever say that out loud, and maybe he'll find a new home to live in instead of just living under a roof that's just waiting to fall on his head if he's not careful.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would bring his sword back into its sheathe.*\"Most things I've learned, I've done on the job.\"*He'd explain to him.*\"It's something you come to understand as you go.\"*Terrel didn't see himself as much of a teacher, much less one to someone that was just as likely to get strung along into his trips. He claimed to be able to help, but maybe Terrel's faith in some had been driven out the window in him being given more issues than benefits from it. Still though, the kid didn't seem to let up despite it. He had spirit at least, whether or not that was a good thing had yet to be determined.*\n\n\"You really want to go with me on my trips?\"*He'd eventually ask him, deciding to at least have him answer that question fully if not the others he had already asked previously. Terrel could accept never fully knowing about the lives of those he traveled with. Knowledge like that came with time. That or enough fighting for it anyways.*" }, { "author": "Xylon", "message": "\"Yeah pretty much, wouldn't be asking if i didn't right?\" *He replied eyes lighting up slightly and wide smile graced his face, Xylon was excited to see where this decision he made will lead him, probably to certain doom but he's up for the challenge.*\n\n\"So what's your answer Mr. Pig?\" *His actions would come back to bite him in the ass one day, but he's not gonna let it catch up to him just yet, besides he still have a couple of people to make disappear for what they did. And this is the perfect opportunity to get more skilled and actually have a chance at reaching that goal, just hope he won't be sustaining too much injury or worse become a corpse in a matter of days.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*He'd allow a half smile to appear on his face, more so lopsided in the thought that he was going to do something like this again. Terrel supposed he'll never learn at times, but that's what'll make the world more interesting by the end of the day.*\"Then I'll offer you another deal on top of that.\"*He'd say, making his words come out more slowly to counteract Xylon's constant liveliness.*\"I have some business I need to get done in Mentia, one that doesn't require a tag along, but one that'll ensure a chance to adventure further once I'm done with it. If you can survive here long enough until I return, then we can talk about that deal of yours.\"" }, { "author": "Xylon", "message": "\"Ooh you drive a hard bargain there pigman!, I'll accept it.\" *He said with a small grin, he'll probably make it out alive in these woods if he stays relatively silent, he's probably gonna end up with a scar or two but if it meant he gets his way it'll be all worth it* \n\n\"Does that mean we would be meeting here again after your business?\" *He arches his brow as he asks, he'll question what business this guy works for but from his aura it probably involved murder and money which he didn't mind.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"In exactly one month's time.\"*He'd say, glancing up towards the sky. Terrel could probably make his way to Mentia and back in that amount of time. They were relatively close anyways, so long as he kept the pace up. It appears that once again, he'd have to speed up for another.*\"Exactly 30 days if you're able to track time at least.\"*Terrel would look back at Xylon.*\"If you're not in this exact spot by the time I return...\"*He'd begin, drawing a faint circle in the dirt within the space between them.*\"Then consider it a deal over. A rogue Elf or not, consider this your first lesson of losing opportunity if you ever do end up wasting one's time.\"" }, { "author": "Xylon", "message": "\"Wouldn't dream of letting that deal down\" *His grin stretches from ear to ear* \"But until then I'll see you in 30 days Mr. Terrell! I'll be awaiting your arrival.\" *He feigns a sophisticated accents and mocks a bow as he walks away slightly from Terrel, he'll probably have to find a way to track down the days and rob a few bakeries on the way, he'll make it to 30 days definitely! It's not like he hasn't tried sleeping in the forest at least once.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would let out an amused huff. At least the kid knew how to act over anything. It made him a good liar at best. With Xylon walking away, Terrel would turn away as well, only coming so far as the next tree down before looking back at him with at least one question left lingering in his mind in his own curiosity.*\"By the way, if you could explain one thing to me. Why *Do* You hate magic so much?\"*Maybe it was a more personal touch, but this was the first Terrel had ever found another disliking it just as much as him at times. It was, almost ironic.*" }, { "author": "Xylon", "message": "\"Well since your dying to know, it's because i lost my parents to magic.\"\n\n *The stinging is back and it wasn't pleasant, the air got heavy as time ticked by, he really needs to stop feeling this way if he wanted a chance at living out here, he needed to be stronger if he wants to reach his goal and crying about his long dead parents won't help.* \n\n*He sighs and turns on his heels towards the trees* But that's a story for another day Mr. Pig, I'll be going now you can go back to what your doing\" *He walks further into the forest before saying again* \"See you in 30 days!\" *Now completely disappearing into the greenery of the forest, out of sight and leaving nothing but soft footsteps in his wake.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*So he was just an orphan living out here. The Elf should have suspected as much. Magic did come with faults, it wasn't always the blade that could take the life of others. Turning away from the vanishing Forest Elf, Terrel would continue his way down the path he was already on. 30 days until he needed to be back. He supposed he'd also have to start keeping track of the time that went by. It would be unfortunate of not holding his own end in not getting back on time to begin with. Hopefully the trip back won't be wasted, but that would also depend on what he can get done in Mentia. Only time will tell.*" }, { "author": "arachna.sammeth", "message": "It's a fair conclusion\n\nYou didn't see it but like" } ]

[ { "author": "Xylon", "message": "*Outrunning a few hogs was something tiresome especially when you have a heavy sack on your back for all of it, he's been running for a while looking back to see if the hogs were still chasing him before he accidentally bumped into someone resulting in them both toppling to the ground* \n\n\"Uhh sorry!\" *He yelps, getting up and brushing his knees of the dirt lending looking back for a second before stretching out a hand to the stranger.*" }, { "author": "M'ralind Varangr", "message": "*The last thing a dwarf expects when moving through a forest is for someone to bump into them. Then again, wasn't that always the case, even in the city? They really ought to learn better what with how so many people always seemed to be sooooo focused on the tall.*\n\n\"It's fine, really, ahk.\" *M'ralind rubbed her head, still sore with a little bump on her forehead as she turned her chin up and looked at the hog chaser.* \"Ain't usual to come across other people in the forest, right?\"" }, { "author": "Xylon", "message": "\"Yeah you could say that, I'm just here temporarily had to outrun a few hogs on the way\"\n*He looks around searching for them to see if they were near and he needed a getaway though there was none, he sighed a sigh of relief and then looked at the stranger.*\n\n\"How about you? I don't see alot of people in here\" *He asks her hands now on his hips eyeing the stranger, he hasn't seen much people here accept his future travel buddy so it was nice to talk again.*" }, { "author": "M'ralind Varangr", "message": "\"I could never imagine runnin' after 'em. If anything, I'd be riding on 'em to actually pick up some speed, haha.\" *The dwarf chuckled a little, standing herself up and rubbing the dust off her dress.*\n\n\"Hmm? Oh, no, you don't, I suppose. I'm a traveler, ya see?\" *Pinching the edges of her skirt, M'ra chuckled quietly and spun on the spot, showing off her boots.*" }, { "author": "Xylon", "message": "\"Uh more like the other way around it was hard outrunning them, but your a traveler? Seemed like i keep bumping into them\" *He chuckles abit, he admired the boots as he watched her spin* \"My name's Xylon traveler of somewhere!\" *He said bowing for extra theatrics before standing again.*" }, { "author": "M'ralind Varangr", "message": "*Traveler of somewhere, huh?* \"I'm M'ralind, from Prasia. Makin' a trip to Salvainia! Ain't never nothin' better than meeting new people.\" *That was the entire purpose of her trip, after all! Enliven things a little, spice up the days of the people she met, and in return, take a story or two to share with the world.*" }, { "author": "Xylon", "message": "\"Your all the way from Prasia?? That's so far!\" *His curiosity shot through the roof his toes bouncing abit as he looked at the M'ra with excitement*\n\n\"So you must have so many stories!!\" *He pipes up at her, he liked stories as a kid that his mother used to tell him stories of great heroes on adventures to great lands before her passing, but that's not now.*" }, { "author": "M'ralind Varangr", "message": "*Was... Was he excited? For her stories?! Waaahaha, no, finally someone with taste! It threw M'ra's energetic mind into passion mode right away, for when else would she have a chance to share her stories?* \n\n\"You betcha! Made my way out the Caverns and visited all the lands nearby! You got a story you wanna hear, you ask me!\"" }, { "author": "Xylon", "message": "\"If your willing to tell I've got a place we could talk!\" *He's heading there anyway, the place where he and that mysterious pigman met, he keeps going to that place everyday when he comes back from exploring more about the forest but not going outside of it.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Henrietta! Where are you?\" *A voice rang through the woods as the vampire walks through the terrain in search of his prized chicken Henrietta, he didn't know how she got out of her pen but then again she was abit crafty even for a chicken with no arms nor fingers.* \"Look I'm sorry okay? I'll even let you sleep in my bed!\" *He says desperately but no clucks in sight, not even the sound of small scampering.*\n\n\"Please be okay..\" *He mutters anxiously, these woods are dangerous for such a small chicken and he's not about to loose her to some wild foxes out here.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*It seems that wild foxes weren't the only animals Wilhelmina was going to have to worry about. Through the haze of the fading day, a Silnari lumbered across the large forest. However, he was not without company. The mass of several furry bodies could be seen surrounding his feet, causing him to have to be careful where he stepped less he wanted to accidentally trip over one of his many wolves. Not all of them were with him, but a good eye could count about ten, maybe eleven of the youthful creatures.*\"Ollie, stop wandering off...\"*He'd say to one wolf pup in mild exasperation. \n\nIt was clear he must have been traveling for a while like this, keeping a bunch of young wolves in check was easier said than done. At least he had help though. Amongst the group a much larger Wolf would walk over to the troublesome pup, picking him up by his scruff to deliver it to the Silnari.*\"Thanks Floof.\"*He'd say in a tone that would suggest he's had to say it a lot as he would take the small wolf pup in his arms before he'd resume walking. The group continued on after him, small pawsteps slowing as the exhaustion of walking all day was beginning to set in. Maybe Terrel wasn't the only one growing tired amongst the group.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "*After a few minutes of yelling out the chicken's name he went through a patch of trees and saw an elf with what looks like a pig mask accompanied with many wolves, his eyes widened and breath hitched, he hasn't had any visitors in a while and he's not about to have one pop up on him today, then he felt eyes on him he looked towards the bushes and see a curious wolf looking at him and he couldn't do anything but freeze in his place because if he runs that wolf will surely alert the elf and he doesn't have the time to deal with that.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would continue on, seemingly not noticing the other Silnari at first as he tried to think of a place to settle for the night. After all, the forest wasn't always the safest place for young pups. His presence didn't go completely unnoticed, however. Floof's ears would swivel back, causing him to come to a stop as he sniffed at the air. Terrel would glance back towards him, noticing the Wolf had stopped moving to investigate something which was enough for the Silnari to make himself more aware of his surroundings while the Wolf pups would try to huddle up against his legs, some dozing a bit. He wasn't sure what it was Floof found, maybe an animal, another person, some kind of threat. However, he didn't hesitate to load his crossbow as he was completely fine with shooting all three. Floof's head would burst out the same bushes Ollie had once trailed off to, letting out a sudden bark as he'd spot Wilhelmina. It seemed more out of surprise than actual malice, but it was enough to get everyone's attention as all the pups would suddenly look over towards where Floof was.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "*Well shit- he can't avoid confrontation now! So with a heavy sigh he revealed himself to the other Silnari* \"H-hi uhm y-you can put down the crossbow I'm not a threat\" *He put his hands up in some sort of surrender whilst repeating 'Don't shoot, don't shoot-' over and over again.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would narrow his eyes beneath the hidden cover of the mask, finger off the trigger yet the crossbow remaining aimed towards the individual.*\"I should just shoot you anyways for the sake of not believing in a random person in the forest.\"*It would have taken closer inspection to actually tell Wilhelmina was a Lathian, but it wasn't so hard to notice that he was just another Silnari.*\"How many elves are out in this forest...\"*He'd say in exasperation, this being the third one he's found out here. Terrel would shake his head slightly, refocusing on Wilhelmina.*\"What are you doing, straying this close to a wolf pack anyways?\"*He'd ask, not yet lowering the crossbow, though holding it in surprising casualness as if he wasn't worried of the bolt accidentally shooting out of it with one wrong move.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Well i didn't really think I'd believe i was going to meet another Silnari with a whole wolf pack and yet here we are\" *He says gesturing to Terrel and his whole horde of wolves* \"Look okay don't shoot- i was just trying to find my chicken before i found you by accident!\" *Speaking of chickens Henrietta is gonna be in so much trouble when she gets home.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"You were trying to find... A chicken...?\"*He'd say in a dubious tone, gradually lowering his crossbow back down. With the initial situation diffused, Floof would take a brief moment to sniff at Wilhelmina before gradually returning back to his owner.*\"What, do you have a farm out here too?\"*A chuckle would escape him. Of course, he couldn't be one to talk growing up on a farm himself, but it was still a funny thought of someone having a farm in the middle of this large forest.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Uh yeah exactly that\" *He quipped, he'll be honest it is a weird idea to have a farm in the middle of a large forest but hey he's gotta make a living somehow right?* \"I mean i could just take you there if you'd like after i find my chicken, you seem exhausted\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel was about to open his mouth the deny that thought, though gazing down at the half sleep pups, his shoulders would slump a bit.*\"They need it more than me. I suppose I can't expect them to travel much further than they have already.\"*He'd say in light yet disappointed tone. The Elf would remove the bolt from his crossbow, putting it away alongside the weapon itself.*\"Not that I can say I'm too fond of waiting on a wild goose chase. Do you even have an idea of where the chicken is?\"" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Well i had a few ideas but she seems to be farther than befo-\" *Suddenly he heard rustling in a nearby bush, he took a step back abit before a small white chicken popped out bounding to his feet.* \n\n\"So you *Did* Hear my deal afterall-\" *He quickly scooped her up from her place on the forest floor* \"Where have you been you crafty little chicken? And how did you escape this time??\" *The chicken gave a few clucks of reply seemingly confident in its escape despite being a chicken.*\n\n\"...How did you even convince- you know what I'm not even gonna ask, and no that deal was a lie you're not getting the bed\" *The chicken then pecks at his arms in some sort of anger and clucks loudly and rapidly* \"You can peck as hard as you can Henrietta but you're still not getting the bed, not after last time\" *He deadpanned at Henrietta's attempt to peck him to death presumably.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Seeing the exchange between the two, Terrel would idly glance down towards his wolves who would in turn look back up at him.*\"Maybe we should escape while we still can.\"*He'd utter under his breath before looking back to the two of them. It wasn't the first time he's seen someone with a pet chicken though last time was a lot less chaotic. Did people really lose their chickens that often? Terrel went lost in the thought for a while only refocusing on him as he'd notice the pups taking new interest in this farm animal. Which perhaps wasn't a good thing in the chicken's case, but what's the worst that small puppies can do?*\"Well that was fast. So... We heading to this farm now?\"*He'd ask him, realizing that at some point he may have to start carrying the wolves if they were forced to stay up any longer.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Oh yes- sorry i forgot you're still here, yeah the farm is just over yonder\" *He said pointing to a pathway of sorts through the forest* \"It won't take long to get there cmon\" *He began walking towards the path with Henrietta in tow still pecking furiously at his arms and sleeves.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"That's a surprise.\"*He'd say with a hint of sarcasm towards what the man had said. With him heading off along the path, Terrel would grab his whistle and blow into it to get the dozing wolves' attention.*\"Just a little further.\"*He'd say to them, knowing the wolves wouldn't understand. He'd continue walking, the wolves at his feet being forced to begrudgingly follow lest they wanted to get left out here on their lonesome. Not all had the energy to fight against that thought, however, one pup falling behind only to be picked up by Floof on his way after the pack. Terrel would occasionally look back, counting in his head to make sure none of them were picked off while he wasn't looking. Seems like they were all still there.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "*They arrive at a two story house with a barn extension next to it and some open pens out in the yard, there was a chicken coup nearby aswell brimming with clucking chickens.*\n\n\"Now don't try to escape again you hear me?\" *He put her down in the fenced off coup and walked on over to Terrel* \"Uhm i don't really know where you can put the wolves but they're welcome inside the house... As long as they don't track dirt in\" *He grimaces.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Floof would place the wolf pup down, soon wandering over to the chicken coop and sniffing at the clucking animals curiously.*\"Dirt?\"*Terrel would question. After walking through the forest all day, it was hard for them not to. It was strange that dirt was the thing he was concerned about living out in the woods, though seeing as he was going to give them shelter for the night, he supposed he could be truthful towards him at least.*\"No promises.\"*He'd say casually.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "*He nods and opens the door to reveal a hallway leading to a large living room, with a arm chair and two ottomans next to a fire place and a window behind it with some carpeting on the floor, up on top of the mantel seems to be a family portrait of two adults and a child but their faces were blown or burnt off by something, there is a staircase to the far left and to the stair's right was a door.*\n\n\"You can go ahead and make yourself comfortable, do you want me to make you anything? Maybe tea or the sort\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*He'd head inside, the wolf pups practically clinging close to his legs so as not to have to continue forwards on their own.*\"Anything is fine.\"*He'd say, more focused on picking up each of the pups so he didn't trip on them. Making his way to the living room, Terrel would carefully place each of the wolves down so that they could form their own sleep pile on the floor while Floof would remain at his side. Only then would Terrel finally get a good look around. His gaze would eventually fall upon the portrait, eyeing it for a moment.*\"Well that's ominous.\"" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Tea it is then, oh and that portrait came with the house, haven't had the time to sell or throw it out\" *He says, it wasn't a lie either he didn't really know why the painting seemed blasted off though from the marks and dried blood on the floor covered by carpet and alot of burn marks on the wallpaper before he replaced it he theorized something must've gone down in this house and left no survivors, he quickly departed to the kitchen to make drinks leaving Terrel in the living room for a while.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Riiggghhttt...\"*He'd say, glancing at the stains of blood that marked the area around it.*\"I'm sure that definitely won't come back up again later...\"*Terrel would take a seat in one of the chairs, patting his lap to allow Floof to hop up and rest atop of it. He'd gently pat the wolf before leaning back in the chair with a tired sigh. They still had quite a while to go before leaving this forest.*\"I'm guessing you must not have been staying here long.\"*Terrel would say back to Wilhelmina, just loud enough for him to be heard from the living room.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"I've been staying for a while yeah it's been quiet and I've had visitors here and there, oh wait i haven't even asked your name yet!\" *He puts down the tea tray unto a wooden table in the middle of the armchair and ottomans* \"I'm Wilhelmina nice to meet you\" *He outstretched his hand towards Terrel, it took a while to get used to the new name but eventually he was comfortable with the name.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Terrel.\"*He'd say, shaking the man's hand before drawing it away to pick up a cup of tea.*\"Got to say you're probably the third Elf I've found in these forests. There a party here that I'm missing or has every Silnari collectively decided to seclude themselves out here?\"*He'd question taking a sip of the tea.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Well i would say the forests here do make a good isolation getaway but sadly there's no party around so you didn't miss much\" *He took the seat opposite of Terrel as he enjoyed the tea provided and fiddled with the cuffs of his sleeve it seems to be a habit as of late whenever he feels nervous or simply when he doesn't have anything for his hands to do.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Shame. I thought I might have gotten lucky here.\"*He'd say simply, not really explaining what he meant by that.*\"So what are you isolating yourself for?\"*The Silnari would have originally guessed for murder or something seeing the state some of the stuff in the house was in, but for now, he decided to assume it not to be as bad as he thinks.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Oh I'm not\" *He lets out a fake laugh* \"I was practically homeless at some point and one of my relatives said they could help me out with my situation so now i live here but not by choice anyway\" *He had been doing this song and dance before but it still doesn't stop his stomach from twisting in an odd way, he doesn't like lying but if it means the visitors won't get suspicious and won't alert anyone it'll just have to do for now.*\n\n\"What about you? Why are you walking around here with a horde of wolves?\" *He asks curiously.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Was your relative's solution to move you as far away from them as possible?\"*Terrel would jest, bringing up the cup of tea to sip from it before answering the man's question.*\"Just traveling through.\"*He'd say casually as if the horde of wolves wasn't particularly out of ordinary. His gaze would pass over to them as the young pups remained curled up amongst one another.*\"Would have chosen a faster method, but surprisingly enough people start asking a lot of questions when a bunch of wolves are involved. I just happen to have a lot of them.\"" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "*He hummed a reply, he reminds himself that this meeting won't be long and he just needs to ignore the twisting feeling in his gut till the other leaves and he could relax and go on with his normal routine, 'doesn't mean I'd enjoy much of it anyway' he thinks but it was nice having someone to talk to that's not just the barn animals, he keeps messing with the cuffs of his sleeves as his mind wanders.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*As he'd place down a now empty cup, Terrel would gently stand up and walk over to the pile wolves as he'd place Floof down so that the wolf could continue to sleep next to them.*\"You fine with them sleeping here or will I need to move them to the coop?\"*He'd ask him.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "*It took him a minute to process the question that the other asked him* \"Oh I'm fine with them sleeping here it's fine\" *He wave his hands dismissively, if their fur sticks to the carpet and furniture he might have to clean abit.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*He'd pat the wolves softly, casually moving back over towards the chair.*\"Guess I can rest here unless you have a room readily available for guests.\"*The Silnari would say to him.*\"But I can understand if not. Wouldn't expect many visitors out here in the middle of nowhere. Wouldn't have really expected anyone out here, but looks I get a new surprise every time I visit.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Oh don't worry i have a guest room if you wanna sleep upstairs\" *He internally screamed as he spoke, he had had visitors sleep in the guessroom but he had to do alot of things to keep them from being suspicious.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Well that was a relief. Terrel would stand by the chair, waiting in silence for a short while as if he expected something of Wilhelmina.*\"Sooo... Are you going to show me where it is upstairs?\"*He'd ask, originally figuring that he'd show him to it upon announcing its existence.*\"Don't get me wrong, I'm completely fine with searching for it myself in your...\"*He'd look up towards the paintings.*\"Obviously historical house. \"" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Right It's just up, and you might wanna take a left in the corridor and there's a door with a golden plate on it\" *Upstairs had a two way corridor there's two doors to the right and one to the left, the golden plate on the guest room door is unreadable but there seem to be a name on it, most of it is scrapped but there's a few letters starting with an X, inside is a bed with drapery and a dresser and lamp next to it with a window to it's right left is a lone wardrobe with a vanity it seems and the mirror is cracked, the walls have small scratches here and there.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would give a casual two-finger salute before heading off upstairs upon him telling him where it was. Making it to the top, Terrel would look back and forth across the corridor, partially tempted by his wonder of the rooms heading in the opposite direction of what Wilhelmina instructed. For now however, he'd simply make the left as instructed, continuing down until he saw the room with its scratched up plate. It of course didn't send any better messages of this place, but he was slowly growing used to it as he'd head inside to the partially torn room. Guess he can't say this was the worst sleeping situation he's been in. He'd head across the room, taking his bag off of him and tossing it on the bed before soon joining it.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "*He hears for a sign that the other is asleep, when he knows he's safe he lets out a sigh of relief but only for a brief moment, he knows it'll get harder for himself later on if the elf stays the night which means he'd had to wake up at an ungodly hour to eat, he heads to the kitchen with the empty cup and tray and clean them.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Though absent from the other Silnari, it didn't seem like Wilhelmina would go without company for long. Floof would look up from him brief slumber amongst the wolves to watch him head to the kitchen, soon following after the man from his own curiosity of what he was doing. The wolf wasn't caring of being stealthy, his tail lightly wagging to and fro as he entered the kitchen, silently watching the man.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "*He hums when he puts the washed cup back in one of the cupboards, he turns around to some sort of chore to at least keep himself busy and he almost stepped on Floof's tail, keyword almost he saw the wolf immediately and took a few steps back as to not hurt himself or the wolf.* \n\n\"Oh uhm hello again, I'm guessing you're hungry? I got some jerky in the top shelf I'm sure your owner won't mind you taking afew bites..\"\n\n*He goes to one of the shelves and has a single jerky in his hand, he crouched to the Wolf's eye level and places the jerky near the wolf.*" }, { "author": "Floof", "message": "*Floof would sit down as the Silnari returned with a bit of jerky, his tail whisking back and forth beneath him. The wolf would take the jerky from him, laying down to enjoy the small snack before looking back up at Wilhelmina upon finishing it. Perhaps he was waiting for more or was merely curious of him as the wolf would get a whiff of his scent, but the moment wouldn't last long as Floof would soon rest his head back down on the floor.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "*He takes the opportunity and walks silently to the next room he goes to the door next to the stair and pulled out a few cleaning supplies and started doing chores around the house but not inside the guest room it'd be rude to wake up guests.*\n\n*When he was done sweeping and mopping the floors (and scrubbing the blood on the floor as best he could which turned out cleaner at least it's not noticeable anymore) he went out and feed the animals and had lunch, now he sits back in the living room and continues with a particular book he was reading.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*As time would pass, Floof would eventually retreat away from Wilhelmina, up the stairs to find wherever his owner went. It seemed that he would have gotten to do the rest of his chores undisturbed throughout the night up until deciding to spend the rest of the time in the living room. There would be the sound of footsteps making their way down the stairs soon revealing the Silnari with a happy Floof being held in one arm. Upon seeing Wilhelmina still awake, he'd ask:*\"Couldn't sleep?\"" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "*He looked visibly startled before he saw who was at the stairs and he smiles weakly* \"Oh! Didn't think you'd be up so late, yes can't sleep\" *He quickly lies chuckling* \"I thought by reading something It'd make me sleep but it did the opposite\" *He turned the page on the book before replying again* \"You could keep me company if you'd like though i doubt sleeping on the chairs would be comfortable.\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*He'd offer a light shrug of his shoulders.*\"I've slept on the ground before, chairs are an improvement if you ask me.\"*Terrel would walk over to the chair, sitting back in it.*\"What are you reading?\"" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Oh it's just a mystery novel with just a sprinkle of romance in between, the main character is confronting her lover because she suspects him to be the killer\" *He says reading through the pages with a spark of delight, his feet taps against the floor in a rhythm as he reads.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*At a single glance, the Elf could tell the Silnari had an enjoyment of whatever went on in the story. It made Terrel curious, though not enough to ask more about it.*\"You keep a lot of books on you?\"*He'd ask him instead.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"I mean i don't have anything else to do besides chores and such so i like to keep books to entertain myself\" *He turns another page and a small smile crept on his face.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Never go out to visit the cities then, eh?\"*He'd question, figuring there wouldn't be many places to visit with the forest taking up a good portion of Ombu. Perhaps it was more of a hassle than anything.*\"What other kind of books you got on you?\"" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Well most are about adventure in far off places along with afew horror related ones as well, those are what i bought myself the other books that came with the house has books on constellation and the understanding of the stars\" *He didn't mention some personal journals he found upstairs along with many many many- parchment papers with either chicken scratches or doodles or someone with raccoon like features.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Seems like this house came with a lot of things. The previous owners must have been astronomers or something. Strange. With some of the damages I've noticed, I had figured them for a bunch of mages. But I guess most wouldn't have burned some personal things on purpose.\"*He'd say, referencing an event that he didn't believe to hold true to that despite what he said regarding now.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "*He chose to ignore the comment about the house and instead focused on the book, the lover had confessed that he was the killer all along and he let out a gasp despite having read this book about 12 times.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*He'd continue to pat Floof for a while, sitting in the awkward silence as the man decided to continue reading rather than respond. His eyes would close for a while, mind thinking about having to continue traveling once morning struck. The pups could never walk for too long without getting exhausted, making the journey much slower than he had anticipated. At least they had shelter despite their host being rather absent from conversation.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel had let out a tired yawn, finding himself awakening to the bright rays of light that fell across his face in early morning. Summer always seemed to make nights feel so much shorter for some reason, but he supposed this was the time for him to get up. He brought himself to sit upright in the chair, rubbing at his tired face as Floof had suddenly hopped of his lap upon him moving. The wolf was more quick and alert compared to the Silnari, but he wasn't the only one it seemed. Looking off towards where the pile of puppies was, now remained completely empty in the pack having wandered off to who knows where around the house. Terrel let out a tired sigh, this not being the first time the wolves had done that. Why was it so hard to keep a group of wolves together? Even herding farm animals seemed much easier than this.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Hey you're finally awake\" *He said coming from the doorway to the outside, adorning in a straw sunhat along with a basket with a cloth untop of it he seemed to have just come back from doing more chores though then again when you're living in a forest in complete isolation from anyone your schedule is probably one solid block of nothing interesting.*\n\n\"Are you hungry right now? I can make something with eggs if you'd like or meat or vegetables.\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Anything but meat is fine.\"*He answered, partially waving Wilhelmina off before he could finally bring himself to stand up and look around a bit.*\"Have you seen any of the wolves?\"*He doubted they went too far. Terrel would probably just have to send Floof after them before they left later.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Uh well, they kinda patrolled around the area for abit don't know why though\"\n\n*It was a lie, they almost caught him at around the early mornings having breakfast and stayed in the barn for a while they're definitely suspicious of him, he feels the same sickening twist in his gut but he reminds himself it's for the safety of his guest if they don't know what he was.*\n\n\"Don't know if they're in the barn or not haven't checked yet though I'm sure they haven't gone far here.\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel lowered his hand to give Floof a light pat on his back.*\"Go find Floof.\"*He said to the wolf. After a short pause, Floof began sniffing around the area, soon heading off to the front door in his search.*\"Going to have to feed all of them before we set off again. That is, if they haven't already helped themselves to your chicken.\"*Of course that was simply a joke, but the reality behind it could speak otherwise. Terrel didn't doubt a pack of wolf pups could probably take over a good portion of the barn.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Well i am missing afew chickens, it's fine though anyway I'll make ya breakfast real quick you can do whatever while you wait\" *He walked of to the kitchen avoiding sunspots through the windows and dropping off the basket and pulled out a cookbook trying to find a meal with meat he could make for the other elf.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel gave a brief nod, soon deciding to head off upstairs so that could grab the bag he left in the bedroom there. After retrieving it, he soon made his way back down the flights and dropped the bag off in the chair before going through it to make sure he still had everything in it. Most things he just carried on him, but he liked to keep a few spare items in his bag for convenience and lack of extra pocket space.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "*He eventually came back with a large steak on a platter plus utensils and a cup of water* \"Here uhm I'll help with the wolf searching if they wandered deeper in the woods.\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*He glanced over towards Wilhelmina as he walked in with the food and drink.*\"You plan on using that steak for bait?\"*Terrel asked. If they really did wander out in the forest, Terrel supposed Wilhelmina knew around this place better than him outside of the route Terrel normally took through the forest.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Maybe, i couldn't think of anything for you to eat so i just went with this, though we could just use one of the chickens as bait instead since they ate half of them\" *He says putting down the food on the table avoiding the sunlight as much as possible.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"It's quite literally the one thing I said I wouldn't-\"*He stopped himself, simply shaking his head instead.*\"Let's just go see where Floof ran off to. Surely couldn't have gotten too far. The pups can hardly travel long before getting exhausted.\"" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"I'm so sorry i must've misheard you..\" *He apologizes, he felt stupid maybe his head was too far off in the clouds and now he's feeling nothing but pure shame as he nods when Terrel suggest that they go and see where Floof ran off to.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel turned away from the other Silnari, heading out the front door to be welcomed by the forested area around them. Up ahead Floof seemed to be wrestling with one of the pups, too distracted by the playfulness of them to do any more than find one.*\"Well that's one down anyways... Nine more to go... You know your way around here well enough right...?\"*He asked him.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Uh yes, yes i do\" *He knew this part of the woods well enough to not get lost, finding wolves here wouldn't be as hard... Right??* \"Let's find some wolves then\" *He started going south towards a particular spot he dubbed \"Duck rock\" Which is literally a small clearing with many stones that look like ducks.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Floof... Opie... Let's go.\"*He said, calling their names to get the two wolves' attention. The two eventually scrambled off of one another to return to Terrel. He glanced over towards Wilhelmina, following after him as he lead him to a new spot out in the forest.*\"Watch these two for me, would you?\"*Terrel said to him before walking around to investigate the area.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Of course\" *He says standing still in the shade as Terrel began searching, the young pup yips at his feet looking suspiciously at him* \"Shh- I'll give ya some jerky if you don't tell anything to Terrel alright?\" *He hisses lowly at Opie as he keeps an eye at the other who's probably out of earshot by now.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Opie hopped up on their hind legs, planting their forepaws on Wilhelmina's leg as they sniffed at him eagerly. Floof simply laid down in waiting, ears raising to the sound of someone blowing into a whistle. A trio of wolf pups had suddenly ran out from the underbrush. A coupled went to tackle into Floof playfully while Terrel had reappeared in time to pick up the third, much slower pup to carry them over to the group.*\"Got anywhere else they can be?\"" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Uh there's a river if you go left then make a right, they could be there\" *He says pointing to the direction of the river, slowly sliding a small bit of jerky to Opie to keep quiet.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Opie grabbed the piece of jerky from him, soon finding themselves wrestling with the other pups for it. Terrel placed down the wolf pup he held, giving a nod to the Silnari while he walked off towards the river.*\"If you don't see anything else around here. It's probably a safe bet to assume some are still hanging around the barn.\"*He pointed out.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Well i don't see any others besides the ones we already found so we should check the river before we check the barn\" *He says walking to the direction of the riverside whistling idly, hoping the other Silnari didn't see him passing the jerky to the pup.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel blew into his whistle, waiting for a few moments in silence as he neared the river. Soon enough a muddied pup would waddle their way over to him. Terrel gave a quiet sigh, picking the wolf up by the scruff of his neck and returning back to place him by the others.*\"Just this one it seems.\"*He said, seemingly not taking notice in the treats Wilhelmina had been handing to his pups.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Back to the barn then\" *He says moving around and started walking back to the barn he whistles as they walked back, when they finally got back one pup is seen trying to murk a chicken inside the fenced off chicken coup.* \n\n\"Hey hey- you already ate a lot of them last night-\" *He exclaims rushing to divide the two animals.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel followed after Wilhelmina, watching as he suddenly rushed off to stop an impending murder scene. He quickly grabbed his whistle, blowing into it.*\"Chase, get away from the chicken!\"*He said to the pup. The young grey wolf glanced up from what he was doing, letting to chicken go while staring back at the two with his tongue hanging from his jaws. He seemed pretty content with himself all things considered to the exasperation of the Elf.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Ah fiddle sticks-\" *He scooped up the very much terrified chicken checking for any injuries* \"Don't worry Leeland the wolf won't get ya, not again at least\" *He says to the chicken stroking it's body to calm it down, the spooked chicken's beady eyes looked at the wolf beneath it with fear and it's feathers standing to no end.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel walked over to pick up the wolf pup, shaking his head in mild disapproval. Of course the pup didn't really understand and eventually Terrel had simply placed him next to the others.*\"Well I can probably make a guess of where the last four are.\"*He said.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Well we certainly can make a guess\" *He says putting the chicken back inside the chicken coop the chicken has calmed down somewhat then he goes over to the barn to check for the other 4 wolves.*\n\n\"Hopefully they didn't *Just* Snack on the chickens..\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel followed after him, the pups now keeping much closer to them with Floof rounding them up together. Within the barn, the remaining wolf pups seemed to be lounging about, a few coated with feathers on them while the others dozed peacefully as if not disturbed by the others coming in.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "*He taps some of them on their nose to wake them up before sharply pulling his hand away just in case they bite* \"Well that's all of them right? Unless there are others hiding somewhere, if there aren't you can go on and leave now\" *He says though abit happy sounding, he does try to suppress the giddy feeling of not having to worry about being cautious around guests long enough until the guest actually leaves the area, he just has to waits a few more minutes.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Yeah that's the rest of them.\"*He said. The pups each glanced up towards Wilhelmina, letting out a tired yawn as he tried to tap them awake. A couple of them rolled over to trail after him curiously while the remaining few took notice of the other pups and ran over to join them.*\"You're not too pressed about losing a few chickens right?\"*Terrel asked, unsure of how to take Wilhelmina's seemingly more happy mood despite some livestock going missing.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Not too much but as i said i can always make more of them\" *He laughs, he's not really peeved at that anymore it happened afew times before though none of them have been Henrietta.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Right. Right.\"*He said, looking at what remained of the barn. Terrel supposed wolves were about as big of a pest as coyotes at times with farm animals. He could understand that at least.*\"Guess we didn't need the steak after all.\"*Terrel glanced down at the pups, half of them most likely full from chickens they ate. He reached for a small pouch at his side, deciding to give some jerky to Floof for his good behavior.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Yeah, well it's time for you to go!\" *He says abit too enthusiastically though he looked like he's sweating bullets* \"Wouldn't want to keep you from doing what you were doing before!\" *He lightly pushed Terrel to presumably the direction he went through before stumbling upon Wilhelmina in the first place whilst smiling slightly in a nervous manner, it's almost lunch hour and he can't have Terrel around for it.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel stood rather stiff while Wilhelmina pushed against him to get the Silnari to move.*\"But I haven't grabbed my bag yet.\"*He said to Wilhelmina. Was the chicken thing actually upsetting so bad that he was trying to get rid of him now? Or was he just overstaying his welcome? He seemed pretty nervous, but about what? Terrel wasn't too sure, he was getting mixed messages from this one.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Oh right- well go on then!\" *He urges, he internally panicked whilst trying to seem as normal as possible (Spoiler alert he was unsuccessful in this).*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel slowly looked between the house and Lathian with a masked look of confusion.*\"Are you okay? You seem very nervous for no reason.\"*It was definitely not the chickens. At least he thought so anyways. The sudden shift hardly made any sense to him though.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "\"Me- nervous? Pfft what are you talking about-\" *He exclaims, he could almost hear the ticking of the clock counting down.* \"I'm just dandy! You don't need to worry about me..\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Riiiggghhhttt...\"*He said dubiously.*\"Then in that case, I guess it wouldn't matter if I took my time grabbing my bag, huh?\"*Seemed like time wasn't on his side whatever that may be, but the shaking it off only seemed to fuel Terrel's curiosity more.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "*His mind races as he tries to stop or at least subside the urge to drink* \"What?! Uh i mean yeah it's fine- take your time\" *He's definitely gonna have to barricade himself in his room again, hopefully he remembered where he put the hammer and nails.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Uh huh...\"*He said.*\"I'll be back in a bit.\"*Terrel turned away, blowing into the whistle to call the other wolves to follow him. The group of young pups soon huddled up into together, following after the tall Silnari as he headed back to the house.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "*When he knew the other was out of earshot he might've almost kicked one of the fences in frustration, but it's fine he'll just wait in the barn until they go away and that's exactly what he did- he quickly and swiftly went in the barn, closed the doors thoroughly and just sitting in one of the corners near the cow pens inside.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*It would be some time before the Silnari returned, keeping his word at taking a while to make sure everything was in his bag before he grabbed it and returned back to where he had left Wilhelmina. By then it seemed like the man was gone. How strange. Guess he didn't want to be around for whenever Terrel got back.*\"I guess you had to leave huh?\"*Terrel said aloud to what he'd assume to be no one in particular.*\"Well thanks for letting me stay here. I'll get out of your hair.\"*He took one last look around briefly as if for a sign that the man had heard him only to eventually collect his pups and walk off into the forest.*" }, { "author": "Wilhemina", "message": "*He hears the footsteps fade away and lets out a sigh of relief, finally he's gone though he was nice company for a while he can't risk company over safety of everyone, for now though he just lets himself relax abit shoulders no longer tensed and his hands no longer jittery before hearing a familiar clucking noise near him.* \n\n\"You're hiding here too? Good thing you didn't become wolf food\" *He giggles letting the chicken sit in his lap* \"At least I'm not *Completely* Alone\" *Back to the routine now.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Berrator", "message": "*The little chicken clucked in surprise before bolting to the direction of her home.*" }, { "author": "101aster101", "message": "Swiftly getting up pakuna bounded after the bird. \"Little one its not safe for a bird such as your self in the woods!\" She called quickly catching up.\nAs pakuna bounded she'd notice the path widen, as if it was used quite regularly, how strange." }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "*He had been looking for Henrietta again go figure along the widen path umbrella in hand, the lil hen was starting to get more creative with her escape each time Wilhelmina tried to close off her pen but that's fine probably hopefully she's not getting mauled by a wolf somewhere in these woods.*" }, { "author": "101aster101", "message": "With graceful and skilled movements pakuna scooped up the hen. While most didn't know how to hold a bird pakuna was raised on a farm so the hen wouldn't feel uncomfortable though likely still agitated. \"Calm now, I mean you no harm see?\" She offered giving Henrietta some time.\nAfter a moment the centaur removed her attention from her feathered friend and glanced around, she was still in the forest no doubt but this wasn't a place marked on the map, yet it had been regularly-possibly daily- traveled. \"Weird, say little one shall we see what's further?\" She offered." }, { "author": "Berrator", "message": "\"UNHAND ME YOU RUFFIAN—\" *The hen screeches trying to wiggle free and pecks at Pakuna as she got picked up, ruffled and irritated (maybe a little frightened) that this giant deer person was picking her up with such ease she speaks again* \"I am perfectly fine to walk on my own accord!\"" }, { "author": "101aster101", "message": "Pakunas hands were that of a worker so a few pecks were nothing to her... That and getting bit by sheep hurt far more. \"Where are you from?\" She asked still in a kind and gentle tone.\nAs she did her human Torso twisted allowing her to set Henrietta on her back between the saddle bags she was carrying. Pakuna continued up the path now thinking that someone might be out here, though why so far from a city was beyond her and being how the hen reacted to her unusual physique it was unlikely a centaur who could easily travel the distance." }, { "author": "OwO", "message": "🎉 **| Pakuna** Leveled up!" } ]

[ { "author": "joscros", "message": "*Amongst the tree tops, a pair of eyes followed the Lathian through the forest in waiting of the right opportunity. The woman had been watching him for quite some time now with absolutely zero clue of what he was trying to bury, but caring little of it. She crawled along the branches and followed him at the sound of the whistle. Only once she had found a more sturdy branch, did she ready herself for him to approach the right position. Then in a sudden swift movement she launched herself out of the tree down towards Wilhelmina. In a bright flash of orange the woman attempted to tackle him, letting out a loud shriek in the process. Or perhaps it was more of a war cry, who knew really.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "*Terrified he swung his shovel at whatever it is making a ruckus and hits them in the face screaming as he does so.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*A small thud resounded from the object as it connected with the woman. She got knocked back a few feet, instantly collapsing and falling limp as she hit the ground after getting hit in the head with the shovel. The woman looked to be fox-like, about a couple feet smaller than the Elf. She laid there in a daze, mouth partially open upon her life having just flashed before her eyes.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"Oh no, oh no, ohno—\" *He scrambled to the knocked fox like person, he thought of smacking them her again with his shovel briefly but he quickly dismisses those thoughts; he didn't exactly want to be burying more bodies at the moment it would just be more suspicious so instead he tried to shake the woman from her daze* \"I'm so sorry— you just caught me off guard, are you okay??\"" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*The fox laid unmoving for a while as he shook her. It wasn't long, however, before her eyes suddenly shot open. A gasp escaped her and, turning her head towards the Silnari, she quickly raked her claws across his face and hopped back up to her feet.*\"You may have thought you got the better of me Elf! But you're dead wrong!\"*She yowled, in a slightly higher pitch tone, pointing towards him. It was clear that she was still dazed from the shovel, however, as she wasn't pointing directly at him, but to the side slightly.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "*He hisses at the pain and held his face in pain, ok he probably deserved that but really? In the face? Atleast she narrowly missed his eyes* \"I was just trying to help you get back on your feet! I didn't mean for you to get hit by my shovel promise!\" *He exclaims.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "\"Nice try, but I know how your kind is!\"*She spat, shaking her head to and fro to get rid of the dizziness.*\"You lot are always walking around with weapons like that, thinking you can get rid of people like me! But too bad! It'll take more than one of you to keep me down!\"*Her green eyes narrowed at him and she soon scrunched up your nose.*\"You've been walking around for a while and you stink like the dead. What have you been up to, huh?\"*She interrogated, walking around him as if trying to find something.*\"Been trying to get rid of pests like me?\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "*He looked at her in slight confusion* \"I don't know what you mean but i was just burying my dead pets because she died this morning\" *He said lying through his teeth his expression still confused, he has his slip ups but now he's pickup a few tricks in deception though he has close calls it's still useful in situations like this* \"Besides i don't think I've even your uhm people around in these woods anyway.\"" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*She paused in her investigation for a moment and placed her hands on her hips.*\"And why do you think that is?\"*The woman questioned.*\"Isn't it enough I have to climb to your level to communicate? Honestly it's a wonder of why you all live out here. This place shouldn't be for elves.\"*She let out a huff, one ear flicking irritably as she watched him.*\"What kind of 'pets' anyways?\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"My cat Seraphine\" *He replied stiffly looking saddened at the mention of the name* \"And why i live here is nothing of concern what are *You* Doing clawing innocent people's faces if i may ask?\" *He counters.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "\"Why are you hitting innocent people in the head with a shovel!\"*She snapped back at him, rubbing at her head.*\"And why you live here is my concern! This was my home first, not yours!\"*It was questionable how much truth there was to it. The fox hardly looked older than a kid, though her size probably wasn't helping her.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"You caught me off guard! That kind of reaction would be expected when you live near wolves and other things that might kill you in the dark!\" *He reasons.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*She scoffed.*\"Wolves aren't nearly as viscous. I was just going easy on you.\"*The woman crossed her fox-like paws only to wince and rub at her head idly.*\"Don't you elves have those large dens you stay in? You shouldn't be out in the forests to begin with.\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"If you're referring to my house then yes i do have one\" *He's starting to slightly regret the decision to be nice to this fox girl but he's also not going to leave without at least this* \"If you want a place to recover from a shovel to the face you can stay at my home for a while, if you're still going to be stubborn and all then that's fine, I'll be going now\" *And with that he turned and walked away towards the shed to dispose of said shovel.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*The woman didn't follow him at first, simply watching him walk off as he took the shovel and went. Eventually the sound of footsteps was able to be heard behind him as the fox followed slowly after him.*\"Does this house have food in it?\"*She asked skeptically.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"Of course it has food, i have a farm full of animals too if you don't like vegetables\" *He shrugs at the question, he expected the fox to eventually follow him but he didn't expect that question at all but there's a first for everything.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*The fox noticeably perked up at his words. Lifting her snout up to the air, she took in a big whiff of it. Almost instantly she began salivating at the scent of something good being close by.*\"Race you there!\"*She suddenly said. The woman suddenly darted off past him and in a flash of light she had been reduced to a regular fox form. The animal ran off into the forest ahead, attracted by the scent of food, or rather, prey.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "*After recovering from the shock he races towards the house abandoning his shovel along the way, he chases after the girl turned actual fox until the path cleared and a house was visible.*\n\n*The house looks much better than before first being some of the bloodstains have been repainted over and everything seemed to be more or less replaced and refined, the farm from the east side of the home was slightly bigger than before with many farm animals, finally from the west side of the house a garden patch of vegetables have been growing nicely, one thing remained from the previous home which was a small garden of white roses previously wild and overgrown now snipped to size and looks more taken care of positioned in the backyard.*\n\n*When he arrives he looks towards his surroundings in the chance he sees the familiar fox near a chicken pen or other.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*The fox had indeed made it to the coop and was staring at all the chickens from outside their pen. Her muzzle sat agape as she stared at them and, in noticing the elf had finally caught up, she eventually transformed back into her more humanoid form, remaining sat in the same position she had been in prior to turning back.*\"Holy-.\"*She said with a gasp.*\"So many birds-. And they're just sitting here waiting to be picked off!\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "*He walks closer to the Fox* \"I have leftover meat in the house- don't try and eat them please—\" *He pleads looking a little exhausted, he hasn't had to run at that speed in a while but that's not important as trying to keep this stranger from murdering his farm animals.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "\"Don't try to eat them? But there's so many-! How many birds are even in there-?\"*She said sniffing at the air.*\"Do you elves usually capture your food before you eat them? Maybe you guys aren't so dumb after all-.\"*The fox seemed enraptured by all the animals sitting in front of her. She was hardly listening to the tired Elf.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "*A bit irritated the elf sighs before a light bulb went off in his head, he hasn't attempted to crowd control the chickens in a while mostly because of situations that was out of his control so the chicken pen is almost too crowded* \"How about this, if you promise to not eat all of my farm animals you can eat a half of the chickens.\"" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*Her tail began wagging instantly at the idea.*\"Half of them?\"*She asked.*\"That'll last me for moons!\"*The fox didn't seem to hesitate to take the deal. She morphed back into her animal form and dug under the fence before launching herself at the animals. Feathers went flying everywhere as she did, but the fox was too hungry to care.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "*He briefly looks away as the carnage in front of him unfolded the sound of distress clucking mixed with screaming irked him but it's for the best he thought, it was his idea afterall that's until he feels a light pecking on his shoes, he looks down and sees Henrietta furiously pecking on him probably a sign he should pick her up before she tears a hole or two in said shoe and with that he picked her up and covered her eyes.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*The fox had quickly tore through a couple of the chickens, completely ignoring the chaos that arose from it as she proceeded to eat the ones she managed to catch. It was but a trap, however, as upon consuming the two chickens, she made herself too full to be bothered with chasing the rest of them. She let out a huff of air, causing some feathers to fly up as she made her escape from the chaotic coop and returned to her humanoid form.*\"I'll return for the others later.\"*She said with a slight pout.*\"Those ones get to live another day for now.\"*The woman stretched a bit, appearing a lot more docile now that she had eaten. Although that hardly lasted before the questions came. Her gaze fell upon the chicken he held and she tilted her head at it.*\"Is that bird for food later?\"*She asked.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"Oh no this is one of the chickens i keep around everytime we need to sell the others, she's one of my favourites\" *He replied, Henrietta seemingly puffing with pride at such a statement he needs to stop stroking her ego otherwise the hen might think she could get away with virtually anything.. Well almost everything already.*" } ]

[ { "author": "joscros", "message": "*The fox's ears twitched idly. She had no clue how one could have a favorite food and not eat it.*\"Elves are so strange.\"*She said before looking past him back towards the house.*\"So this is your den? Elves always seem to have very large ones. I wonder what kinds stuff you guys store in there.\"*The fox didn't seem to wait for an answer. She was quick on her feet as she fox-formed and darted over to the house, proceeding to break and enter.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "*He internally scolded himself for letting this woman live, but ultimately putting Henrietta in the coup again and ran into the house making a mental note to beef up security around the area and to be more careful of his surroundings.*\n\n*The insides of the house was more different than before, such as new furnitures, wallpaper, and a carpet that no longer stinks of dried blood! Though he did keep that weirdly scorched family portrait hanging above a fireplace.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*Luckily enough, the fox didn't seem to have destroyed anything in her making her way in. Instead she had found a warm patch of sunlight coming in from one of the windows and had decided to curl up on the floor beneath it. She peered over at the Elf lazily and shifted back to humanoid form, which at this point it was getting hard to really tell the difference between.*\"I can't believe you have this whole den to yourself. And not another Elf scent for miles.\"*She said.*\"Don't you guys like stay in packs or something?\"*The fox stretched out on the floor, lounging peacefully with clearly no intent on moving.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "*He stood stiff when he hears the comment but he shrugs off the surprise* \"Well yes, but nobody stays here long enough when they come over so it's mostly just me and the animals\" *He replies with a sheepish smile, he wasn't lying nor was he telling the whole truth though the fox didn't need to know that information, it's not like he's hiding a deep dark secret that he wants 𝗻𝗼𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 to find out or else he'd probably need to start packing and move again.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "\"Well that's stupid.\"*The fox commented with a snort.*\"Who makes a den this large just to keep their food in it? If I lnew this place existed, I'd be plumper than those chickens that practically walked into my paws. All the elves I've seen had all kinds of dens next to each other and food that they were less than friendly with sharing. That and land anyways, but they were always a group.\"*She let out a yawn.*\"I guess they'd be pretty weak without one. It's a wonder why no one else came to steal your food by now.\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"Truly a mystery\" *He replied almost sinisterly but he shot a question before this accidental slip up could be pointed out though he doubts the fox paid attention too much he's sure she tuned him out all this time* \"If you want to sleep i have a separate room for you to sleep in instead of you sleeping on the floor...\"" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*It was true that the fox was hardly paying attention to him. Only when he asked her a question did she peer over at him.*\"Does the room really matter? I'd end up sleeping on the floor regardless.\"*She questioned him, not really in tune with the concept of there being anywhere else to sleep.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "*Eventually he just gives up and lets the fox lady sleep on his floor, the circumstances could've been worse, like she could be stolen all of his possessions or worse she finds out and he has to kill another living being again which is getting tiring at this point, now that he's remembering back he should probably go back to get the abandoned shovel somewhere out there in the forest..*" } ]

[ { "author": "joscros", "message": "*It didn't seem like the fox was going to move from the spot she was in, so the Silnari could go back for the shovel if he wanted to. By now, it looked like she had practically dozed off on the floor as she had returned back to her fox form and remained curled up peacefully under the sunlight.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "*With the fox seemingly knocked out like a light he just went and left to get the shovel, he locked the front door just incase anymore things attempts to get in like a rabid raccoon or something.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*The fox had completely dozed off by the time he came back, mouth wide open as her body was splayed out on the floor. She would have looked dead if not for the rise and fall of her chest. It wasn't until she had heard the sound of a door locking that she finally woke back up tiredly.*\"Eh? Did I doze off?\"*She questioned, letting out a yawn and sitting up to stretch.*\"I haven't slept that well in moons.\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"Yeah you slept like the dead, couldn't wake you up if i tried\" *He shrugs making his way to a nearby armchair and sitting on it, he looked confused when the fox spoke of not being able to sleep well for days (or moons) which he understands seeing as the forest was crawling with stuff it would be unwise to just leave yourself vulnerable to whatever might lurk.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*She climbed up onto the window sill and stared out into the forest.*\"I suppose this place will be worth visiting again.\"*The fox decided.*\"No predators, no pack, just a den and food. Such easy living, you'd think you'd get bored of it.\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"I get bored occasionally but I always find something to do eventually\" *He replied, he dreamt once of going on many adventures just like in the books he reads so often but with recent events that dream would just remain a dream, maybe one day but he doesn't think he'll be qualified for such a thing.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*She let out a huff of air to show her doubt and turned to look back at him.*\"Like what? Wander around with that shovel all day? Or watching those birds? Or burying stuff? Hardly sounds like anything fun.\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"I have books to read, it doesn't sound like much fun to you maybe but it's enough for me! I don't need to go on silly adventures to have fun\" *Ok he might be have said the last like a bit too harsh but whatever- he has plenty of things to keep him occupied! It's not like he lays awake at night thinking about how his life could've turned out differently if he didn't walk through that area of town so late at night! He's fine just being by himself with no one for miles!...Ok he might hav a problem with the whole isolation thing but it's for the best anyway so he doesn't need to complain.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*She gave a snort at the ridiculousness of his statement.*\"How can someone living out in the forest think of themself as too good for adventures?\"*The fox asked, putting his words in her own.*\"This place reeks of you, as if you've hardly left it in the past 12 moons. You got no pack here, no family, just a bunch of captured food and those... Book things keeping you here. You're bound to go crazy. I've seen many crazy elves. Fortunately I manage to escape them every time.\"*The fox looked rather proud of the statement as she scratched her ears with an arm.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"Well maybe because 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 couldn't leave the forest because of... Unforseen events let's just say\" *He replied as he got up and picked out a book from the nearby bookshelves and sat back down, he thinks back to what she had said 'You're bound to get crazy'... Ok maybe he's gone a 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 insane seeing as he's not surprised or frightened at the sight of blood anymore, but he's not fully insane!....Yet.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*The fox hopped off the window sill, crossing the room in one swift movement before gracefully finding herself sitting atop the arm of the chair Wilhelmina was in. She swatted away the book he held and climbed up on the head of the chair.*\"Maybe someone is just scared to leave their posh and lavish life to deal with the crazies in the forest.\"*She commented in return, figuring his hesitation was in him hardly having any trouble with survival seeing as he had everything he could possibly need.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"Maybe i am scared just not for the reasons you might think\" *He almost slapped himself for talking about this, he doesn't know if it's the desperation but he feels something inside him crack, pleading for him to just let everything that's been shoved inside the metaphorical spill, but he can't just do that! He could blow his cover! And he doesn't even know this fox lady like that! He just can't risk it. It's best to just shut up about it.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "\"Well spit it out then. Don't keep trying to leave me hanging.\"*She snapped back at him.*\"Always so cryptic. It's hard enough to understand your language as is without you at least trying to be more indirect.\"*She said with a scoff.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"I.. Uhm\" *He's thinking of too many things to keep track, he could kill her but it'll be a hassle, he could deflect it but then he'll be suspicious, he could just tell her to leave but that'll be rude!, he silently cursed himself for saying too much as he sits there almost motionless quiet as a mouse.*" } ]

[ { "author": "joscros", "message": "*She was staring deeply at him, but at his response gave a small shake of her head.*\"Right.\"*The fox said in a tone of doubt.*\"At the very least this place is good for hunting, so looks like you'll be stuck with me for a while.\"*The fox continued as she hopped of the chair and made her back towards the window.*\"Maybe I'll even make a nest for myself while I'm here.\"*She gave a quickly flick of her tail and transformed back into a fox before proceeding to hop out the window.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "*He looked at the window the fox just jumped out of in shock... Did he get a new housemate?? Ok he should've just kicked her out when she suggested it but he doesn't think he can bring himself to just tell her to outright leave seeing as her circumstances are worse than his he could at least give her shelter for afew days... Yeah just afew days.. He just hopes she won't see anything untoward during her stay, so he stood put back the book that was previously swatted away and sat back down looking at that exact window wondering what the hell he's going to do with this new event that just unfolded.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*The fox had disappeared for a long while, but eventually had come back, dragging along a very large tree branch. She propped it down outside his house and morphed back into her humanoid form.*\"Been saving this baby for a special occasion.\"*She said proudly as she placed her paws on her hips.*\"Now the occasion has arrived.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"That's... A big branch\" *He said coming out to check what the heck she was doing, he thought she went away to pick up something that's small or portable not expecting a large branch to be dragged unto his front door.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "\"Well at least your eyes work.\"*She said, gazing over at him.*\"This shall be the start of a new nest so paws off.\"*The fox grabbed the branch and shifted it into a position that she liked before eventually stepping away from it.*\"I got a lot of work to do if I want to finish this up before nightfall so I'll catch you later Elf.\"*She said to him before turning and heading off.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"Oh uhh ok-\" *He retreated back inside and sat around the same chair he sat in just a while ago still just a little stunned, he's going to have to prepare alot of things if he needs to keep this secret from the fox lady, but for now he'll just have to sit there and deal with it he supposes.*" } ]

[ { "author": "joscros", "message": "*It had been a few days since the fox had just moved in. The den she started originally had quickly grown into a mesh of brambles and sticks at the side of the Silnari's house. Every now and then the fox cycled through the place, picking off a couple of chickens and settling to warm herself in the sunlight of midday. Currently, she was curled up at the front door, soaking in the sun's rays after another easy meal. She was really starting to get used to this paradise.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "*He's gotten used to the presence of another after the fox lady practically barged her way into his life, he doesn't mind her doing the things she did since she hasn't done anything outlandish and she probably hasn't found out his secret! Probably he can't be too careful of course, well it's a nice existence for both of them... Wait he hasn't even asked her what her name was.. Nor has she asked his.. He won't bring it up for now.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*The fox lady lazily watched Wilhelmina from where she was resting at, nose scrunching anytime he passed by until she settled down once more.*\"Hey Elf, do you ever keep any other prey in captivity?\"*She questioned him.*\"Don't think I've seen any plump rabbits, squirrels, or mice around. Is bird all you eat here?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"I mean most of of the other barn animals like cows, sheeps, and pigs are in there\" *He points beyond the Chicken Coups revealing a red barn with white accents, inside there's a small rumbling of animal noises though not as loud as the chickens* \"But i think I've already sold most of them so it's probably why you haven't seen any get around, not as much as the chickens anyway\" *He replied sitting down near the sleepy fox.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "\"I don't know what those are.\"*She said, looking up at him with a blank expression. It was clear the fox didn't really know much about farm animals and probably didn't care much for that matter as long as they were food.*\"Sold?\"*She questioned, recollecting the meaning behind the word.*\"For what, more birds? And to who, there's no one out here.\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"So i could get the necessary tools to survive out here, you thought everything here was done by magic? Besides there's a town that's afew miles from here so I'm not entirely cut off from civilisation\" *He replied, the town was small to say the least not too much population wise but that's good enough for him, atleast it made sneaking away abit more doable, but that's a topic for another day perhaps.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "\"I don't see why you need tools to survive.\"*She said nonchalantly.*\"I don't have those fancy tool things and look at me. In paradise.\"*She stretched out each leg individually and sat up as her sunning spot became obscured by the clouds overhead.*\"Maybe if you need all that to survive you're better off in the town than out here. Though that could go for all the elves I find out here, the forest was never the place for you guys.\"*She scrunched up her nose in thought.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"Well you wouldn't be living in paradise if i didn't buy the necessary tools to build said paradise\" *He retorts back* \"And i did say at some point I was not like most elves you've met\" *He says again, he continued staring at the sky above that's partially blocked by the trees shadows.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*She gave a snort in response.*\"One elf's treasure is a scavenger's treasure too.\"*The fox stated before looking at him with a face of doubt.*\"Oh yeah? What makes you so different? Did the other elves banish you?\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"Well they didn't exactly *Banish* Me i just preferred to be alone with no one else but myself... Well that is until you came along of course\" *He says to her.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "\"Maybe that's why you're so weird.\"*She said casually.*\"Been away from your elf group for so long now you're acting as if you're some kind of loner. Aren't elves supposed to be around other elves so that they know how to act like elves?\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"Can say the same about you\" *He retorts* \"Aren't you supposed to be with other foxes aswell? Someone to help you hunt and make a home instead of being a loner like me?\"" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "\"Maybe if it wasn't for your kind I would be.\"*She snaps back at him, teeth partially bared at Wilhelmina for reaching the subject. The fox eventually laid back down and turned her back to him.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "*He doesn't know what she meant so he just shuts up and let the silence befall upon the two of them.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*The fox's fur was standing on end for a while, but after sometime she eventually managed to get it to lie flat again.*\"It's a wonder of what possessed you guys to come all the way out into the forest. Things were much more peaceful when you all stuck to those clump of dens you call a town, but you had to keep expanding that territory all the way out here and for what? Because you're tired of your kind?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"I wasn't tired of my own kind.. I just thought it'd be best if i just stayed away from others\" *So he wouldn't be tempted to drink blood was left unsaid but still, it's for the best and he knew it who would want a monster for a neighbor anyway? A monster that didn't have any qualms with murdering people if it meant his secret won't be spread to the public..*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "\"And why's that?\"*She questioned with mild annoyance. Thinking this and thinking that. She was starting to think that Elves think too much for their own good at this point. Now an elf thinks they are better off away from their kind. How selfish of them.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "*He thought about it for a while ever since her arrival that, maybe he should reveal his secret to this fox lady, it's not like she has anyone to blab to this about and he could always just kill her in her sleep if she tried anything... And it might release some tension.. Keyword might, so why not take a leap of faith for once* \"Can you promise me something before i answer your question?\" *He asks staring at her with a blank stare* \"It's better for both of us if you don't tell anyone about the things I'm going to tell you.\"" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*The fox looked at him in exasperation. She didn't get the point of all this build up just for him to answer the question. What kind of secret could he possibly care this much about? The fox gave a shrug of her shoulders.*\"Who am I going to tell? Your birds? The other nonexistent foxes in the forest? The elves that drove off said foxes? There's not exactly a plethora of those I can talk to out here.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"Alright let's just say I *Might* Have lied to you abit during our time together, well not \"A bit\" I lied about almost everything to you during this time\" *He starts, hands fidgeting slightly* \"Like me being just any ol' elf out in the woods, in actuality I'm a monster parading as a normal elf and living in relative isolation so I wouldn't be tempted to hurt or kill the people I love, I thought it was a solid plan! I wouldn't have to accidentally hurt anyone but haha! Nope! That backfired quick- and now there's at least 20 dead bodies buried near this property because they found out my secret and decided to freak out about it!\" *He laughs exasperatedly looking just a little crazy... Just a little* \"I was so scared of having this horrid secret be revealed that I killed them without thinking! That horrid secret is that I got bit by a vampire and now I got turned into one which hey in hindsight i shouldn't have even gone to that part of town that night but nooo i thought If i took a shortcut it would've saved me so much time—\" *He rambled on before stopping briefly to take a breath* \"And now.. You know my secret\" *He speaks again eyes staring unblinkingly at the fox, definitely not thinking of beating her over the head with a shovel again then drag her body to be buried just like the rest... Or maybe he's just paranoid... Ok that's a stretch he's always paranoid.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*The fox stared at him, slowly blinking one eye at a time. She hardly understood what half of that meant, figuring it to be some bad translation in this Elf or non Elf's tongue. The fox had no clue what he meant about vampires or being some monster scared of hurting loved ones. It was a wonder of how this guy even had loved ones to begin with.*\"You're crazy...\"*She said bluntly to him before going back to resting her head on her paws. The fox could hardly believe this elf was so paranoid about this secret that he supposedly killed people for it. No wonder he smelled like death when she showed up.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"Nooo ya think so? I thought I wasn't being obvious enough\" *He replied sarcastically to her response, ok he's starting to think he probably should've killed her when they met but sadly he didn't act on those urges, it helps slightly that she definitely has no one to tell this to and even if she did nobody would believe her! And he feels slightly relieved at letting out such a secret maybe he should do this more often with the farm animals instead of bottling it up for so long.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "\"Well at least your open to admitting it.\"*She said casually.*\"I hardly know what all this vampire monster stuff means, but it just sounds like some kind of nursery tale they warn pups of so we wouldn't wander off of something. I think you've been hanging out in the wild for too long.\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"That's what i thought, until I actually got bit and had to live with it ever since\" *He replied back just a pinch annoyed* \"I mean you don't exactly see elves with elongated teeth and the constant thirst for blood just running around now do ya?\"" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*She squinted at him for a moment then eventually shrugged.*\"I don't know... You guys all seem the same to me.\"*The fox took a moment to stretch before coming to rest her head on her paw.*\"Are you sure you're not overreacting a bit?\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"Nope, I wished everynight that this was all just some terrible dream I keep forgetting to wake up from\" *He responded with a deadpan expression before contemplating her last sentence* \"Definitely not overreacting, a little paranoid yes but overreacting is a stretch.\"" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "\"Little is an understatement...\"*She uttered under her breath.*\"Well if there's some way to become this vampire thing... Isn't there some way to stop being one...? Sounds like some kind of sickness going around... Surely you have some herb people that know cures.\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"Yes an understatement i know\" *He rolled his eyes before replying again* \"No none that i know of, then again i haven't gotten out of here in a long time so i might be mistaken...\"" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*She snorted.*\"Then why don't you go out and find one? It's like you're just waiting to die out here. At least us foxes know to go to the herbal ones to treat our sicknesses. They wouldn't ever abandon someone that's ill.\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"I might have hoped for that option but it hasn't happened yet, and i would prefer the previous option rather than burden others because of my inability to see danger.\"" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "\"By the gods I knew you were crazy... I didn't think you were stupid too...\"*She said with a roll of her eyes.*\"Did you even bother trying to find one or did you just come out here to sulk for who knows how long?\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"I tried to find one- for like afew years! Then when i found no trace of a cure i just accepted my fate!\"" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*She swiped at his face with her paw.*\"Wrong. You just gave up.\"*The fox said back to him.*\"Here I am thinking that elves were all big and powerful with their fancy tools and complex thinking. But it seems like they shut down the moment the going gets tough. You think surviving out here is so easy? We don't have all those big camps and easy herbs, and sitting duck food like you guys have. Heck leaf bare would be here soon and that's the last thing any of us look forward too, but we troop on regardless. You on the other hand somehow managed to become so scared of yourself and your kind that you dug yourself into a hole to die in. Probably in the literal sense since you smell like just that.\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"Hey it's all just me stop clumping me with the rest of them\" *He says exasperatedly* \"I understand that you might have prejudice against elves for good reasons but come on! I don't talk to you as if you're just like every fox person I've come across and assume you work just like the rest\" *He huffs* \"And yes i know how hard it is to live out here it's not like I've been here for only a few days, it took a long time and more than afew stolen items i managed to find when i don't have the money.\"" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "\"I doubt you've even seen another fox person.\"*She said with a huff.*\"There are not common around here as you think, so consider me different in that regards. It's the only way we'd be able to communicate, not that I get anything out of it. Honestly clumping you with the other elves should be seen as a complement. The stuff you tell me only make your perceived sanity go downhill in my eyes. I'd kick you out of here for the better of both worlds if I could, but unfortunately your people have driven all of mines away, so what could I do.\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"Yeah from the way you're saying it clumping me with the same people that had to physical drive your people out of this forest sounds like a *Real* Compliment\" *He replied sarcastically once more* \"I mean instead of kicking me out you could just live here instead of going back to the unforgiving forest, it's safe from predators, there's lots of food, there's always a warm place to sleep and you won't have to worry about a single thing because everything would just be there already\" *He shrugs.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "\"Oh yeah? And how can you expect me to trust you if you can't even trust yourself?\"*She jabbed back, tilting her head in question of him.*\"This place makes a fine nest for when the weather gets bad, but the moment green leaf returns, I'm out of here.\"*The fox pouted slightly.*\"None deserve to live this luxuriously. It's hardly living at all.\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"Well you wouldn't have to trust me i don't expect you to either after this anyway, and i haven't had weather problems that could gets bad enough to unleash something catastrophic, also what the heck is green leaf???\"" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "\"You clearly haven't been out here long enough if you haven't seen the worst of the weather.\"*She said with a light tut. At the question of green leaf, she took a moment to think over the mistranslation.*\"You know when it starts getting warm again after all the snow goes away and the plants start to grow back.\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"Ohh you meant spring, alright then\" *He shrugs again* \"Though my invitation still stands you can come over when you please i won't really care either way\" *He replied getting up from his seating position standing up.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "\"Elf words...\"*She muttered at his correction. With him saying that she could come and go whenever she wanted and soon getting up right after, she turned her head away from him.*\"Maybe I will.\"*She said in return. The fox eventually returned back to her fox form and walked away from the now-cold sunning spot. She stared out into the forest for a short while before turning away and going into the den she had made for herself. It was small so for a while her tail remained sticking out from it before she burrowed deeper into the wooden shelter and curled herself up into a ball to rest.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "*He stares at the mini den for a while until he goes back inside and shuts the door, going upstairs then making sure he's appropriately dressed before laying down in bed contemplating what the hell just happened... ALSO SHE KEPT TELLING HIM HE STINKS WHICH I'M SORRY THAT'S NOT TRUE— ok he should just sleep away the day it's not like he has anything to look forward to anyway other than a fox that decided to butt into his life without warning.*" } ]

[ { "author": "joscros", "message": "*As the weather drew colder and colder still, snow began layering its way around the forest. By this time, very few critters roamed which left an off aura of quiet in the forest for a moment. That was until a loud yelp had suddenly split the air. A fox was racing across the forest floor, trying to hobble away as the sound of barking erupted in her ears. 'Since when did Elves have wolves?!' Her mind was racing. She had only been attempting to pick off a quick snack before the Elves had caught her and sent out their beasts to get her. While the initial tussle left her in a rather horrid state, the sleek fox was quick and clever as well. She darted back and forth between the trees, aiming to lose her pursers as the house she had been staying at these past months grew in the distance. \n\nBy now, the barking was growing distant, but her adrenaline urged her to keep going as she ran up to to the house and clumsily hopped into the window as she had once done when she first arrived. The fox didn't stop running, until she had found herself security beneath a chair in the house and waited while quietly panting. It wasn't until the barking had completely gone quiet, did she finally move out of her hiding spot. She shook off the initial shock, finally taking a moment to look at her surroundings.*\"Hey Elf, think we may need to up the defenses on this place a bit.\"*She called out, half expecting him to be around as she turned back into humanoid form and tried to lick at her wounds.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"Like a fence?\" *He replied coming into the room as the fox came barreling in through the open window which he promptly shuts to keep the cold air out* \"I'll try making more fences around here, you'll probably need to bandage that wound if you don't wanna get infected\" *He said walking over to the fox and crouching down trying to look at the state of the wound.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "\"A fence with thorns maybe.\"*The fox replied promptly between licks. The woman looked like she had barely survived what could have been a more brutal fight. Half of her tail was ripped off and she was missing a good chunk of her shoulder. As the Elf drew near to her, she found herself trying to cover the wounds in her typical defensive nature.*\"I'll be fine. Foxes can heal themselves without your strange elven... Whatever a bandage is-.*She said, clearly too tired and beaten up to come up with any real comment.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "*He hummed a reply and went back to what he was doing before the fox came, the land around the house seemed lonelier than usual, the animals are dwindling and the house also are missing afew objects.*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*The fox went back to trying to clean her wound, gagged from all the blood, and eventually decided to simply wander the house to find some place comfortable. Every now and then, she could hear distant barking and it would cause her to freeze in place before the sound died down and allowed her to walk about once more. This time, she found herself following the Elf around, idly watching whatever it was he was doing.*\"What do you be doing around here anyways? I hardly ever see you leave the den... And when you do, you never really do much outside of it.\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"Mostly wake up, eat, check the animals, sell them if I'm short on money, check on the garden, eat again, then sleep, it isn't much by your standards but it's nice i suppose\" *He replied* \"Though i do plan on leaving this place eventually, contrary to what I've said before, i think you're right about me uh living in fear and my own self pity and not trying to be better! Though i think that's mostly my thoughts jumbling together late last night\" *He muttered that last part to himself before continuing on* \"Point is! I think.. Moving away from here and try to meet more people would be healthier than staying here for forever slowly wasting away into dust!\"" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*Her ears flicked in turn.*\"So you're finally going back with your kind?\"*The fox said, occasionally returning to clean her wound for a bit between comments.*\"Finally coming to your senses I see.\"*She paused for a moment, looking back up at the Silnari before tilting her head back a bit.*\"Where are you planning on going? It's not to those other elves in the forest is it? They got wolves now, you better not tell them where I'm hiding!\"*She suddenly yipped at him as thoughts of the wolves finding her suddenly came to mind at the Elf's betrayal. For a brief moment, she even seemed scared.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"Oh no I'm not gonna tell them you're here, I'll be too busy running probably but consider my lips sealed\" *He gestures to make get his point across, he feels slightly bad for the injured fox but he knows he won't tell a soul about her* \"As for going back with my kind, probably i don't exactly know where I'll be going but i do have enough supplies to last me a good long while till i find somewhere safe\" *He shrugs* \"And... Wait there's other elves around here? With wolves—\"" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "\"Yes! Well at least they sort of look like wolves, but a bit smaller and dumber looking. But they're definitely just as vicious as them!\"*She said with a lack of any real certainty of what kind of canine was just chasing her down.*\"Why would elves even have wolves!\"*She spat.*\"Trying to have them do their bidding because they can't protect their own prey? You guys waste so much time guarding your food before even killing it!\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "*He shakes his head as a a feeling of familiarity at that description popped into his mind* \"Well it just makes sense to us, like if you have two animals they can make more animals and if you take care of them enough you can eat them everyday without having to hunt because they make more of themselves.\"" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*She stared at him for a long while as if to process what he just said before eventually speaking once more.*\"You guys are sick.\"*She hissed at him. The fox made her way back to the living room and hesitantly climbed up on the chair before laying down with a tired sigh.*\"Weird timing, deciding to travel in the middle of leafbare don't you think?\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "*He shrugged off the hiss before replying* \"Well it's not like I'm leaving right now even though i want to, I'll leave when the snow melts\"" } ]

[ { "author": "joscros", "message": "\"You... Are...?\"*She questioned him almost skeptically. The fox seemed to ponder over it for a moment, not expecting the Elf to suddenly depart so soon nor even attempt to simply go to the other Elves in the forest.*\"Are taking your chickens with you?\"*She eventually decided to ask.*" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"I don't think they'll live for long during the journey\" *He admitted* \"So no i wouldn't, you can eat as much of them as you want if that's what you're thinking.\"" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*She licked her chops at the thought. Stretching out across the chair, she let out a blissful sigh.*\"You know what Elf. I think this is the best decision you've made so far. I may even hang around here for a while longer. For uh... Reasons other than the wolves having my scent right now-.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "joscros", "message": "*What was left of the fox's tail appeared to fluff up in indignation. She looked as if she were going to open her mouth to argue feeling such a way, but eventually she simply lowered her head and just tried to rest. The fox was in too much pain to bother.*\"You wouldn't... Happen to have any more of those chicken birds but uh... Inside the den would you?\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "\"I think so, let me check\" *He then went to the kitchen and looked around for the chicken, eventually finding afew raw chicken meat he had laying around still fresh somehow, he took them and handed them to the fox*" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "*The fox nommed on piece of chicken, seemingly content with it. As she was soon left with nothing but bone, she decided to gnaw on it for a while.*\"You know what Elf...\"*She eventually said with a tired sigh.*\"Maybe you aren't so bad after all...\"" }, { "author": "Wilhelmina", "message": "*He chuckled at the comment before replying* \"You're not half bad yourself.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Finally getting some free time to explore once again. He decided to explore the Ombu forest. Bow at the ready in case he'd see something to eat*" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "*Freya was flying about the forest, sticking to the shaded trail she had gotten used to over the years. She appeared to be in search of something, though it seemed like she hadn't been in any real luck.*\"Hellloooooooo?\"*She called out into the forest, her child-like voice echoing across the terrain.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru's head tilted slightly at the echoing call. His ears perking up and his nose sniffing the air. He immediately started to track down the source of the noise. Doing his best to not make a sound as he did so.*" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "*It didn't seem like she had taken notice of the wolf man tracking her down. She was just leisurely flying onward, her wingspan taking a good chunk of the pathway and forcing her to have to fly slowly to avoid running into all the trees.*\"I know your thereeeeeee~\"*She sang out.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru slowly continue to follow, before drawing his bow and aiming right at her. Ready to release before calling out with a whistle to get her attention. Making sure to keep his eye and aim upon her*" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "\"Huh-?\"*The bat seemed to stop and turn instantly at the sound.*\"Well that's a first-. Didn't think I'd hear something after all this time-.\"*She commented mostly to herself. Her gaze hadn't yet fallen on the wolf, but he got her attention at least, leaving her more curious of the sound than anything.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru gave a sigh, seeing as she wasn't wearing anthing. He through to himself how easy it would be to just hit her out of the sky with her ignorance. But he decided to slowly release his pull and put his arrow back in. Grabbing a knife however and holding it at the ready* \"You go about yelling like a helpless child regularly?\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "*Freya's ears flicked in turn to Kibaru's voice and a smile crossed her face. She let out an excited laugh and suddenly flew towards him, circling about and surprisingly not hitting anything with her large wings.*\"How better to navigate?\"*She cheerfully says before finally landing on the ground. The bat was quite short, especially compared to the Kemonomimi.*\"But that's not important now-. I've finally found you!\"*She says triumphantly as she attempts to hug the wolf with the wings that took up where her arms should have been.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru back stepped a bit. Avoiding the sudden hug. Leaving his bow for her to hug instead. He kept his guard up around her. He sensed quite a mischievous soul from this bat girl.* \"Uhuuuh... First. I found you. Quite easily in fact. Second... You even know who I am?\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "\"Tomato tomato. May well have shown yourself with how long you left me searching.\"*Freya comments over who found who. The bat wasn't able to process what she was hugging exactly, but eventually let go in confusion.*\"You feel much smaller than I remember.\"*She said, prodding at the bow with a wing before lifting her head up to meet the wolf's gaze.*\"Of course I do! You're my brother!\"*The bat says with upmost certainty.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Uhuuuuuuh\" *He saod before taking the bow back* \"Didn't know you were related to bows\" *He said before chuckling a little bit* \"Wonder what's the story there\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "*She scoffs.*\"Bows? What are you on about?\"*The bat suddenly flew over to a nearby tree so that she could hang upside down from one of the branches and stare over towards him.*\"You didn't hit your head on the way over, did ya brother? Such a clumsy one, I swear. And to think this is how you end up greeting your sister after all these years.\"*She pouts.*\"I'd have imagined a reunion like this to be a little more special.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Hhmm\" *Kibaru walked over to her, staring at the blinfold* \"Do i sound like your brother?\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "\"Yup!\"*She says confidently.*\"What's next? You want me to ask you if I sound like your sister?\"*The harpy lets out a squee of laughter at the thought.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Hmmm... Wouldn't be too uncommon of dad... Buuut\" *He then yoink at her ear* \"Either these things don't quite work or this must be a major coincidence... Maybe you hit your head. How would you even know I AM your brother?\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "\"Ow! Hey-!\"*She nipped at him with her sharp fangs as he grabbed her ear.*\"Enough of these silly questions brother. How could you possibly ask how I know you are my brother!?\"*She snapped.*\"I do not hit my head. I am not clumsy brother.\"*Freya says. She crossed her bat wings, looking a bit disappointed and maybe a little hurt.*\"I tire of your games sometimes brother. But I do not want to tire of them. You always disappear for such long times when I get tired of them.\"*She turned her head away.*\"But not today, brother. I've succeeded at your game of hide n seek.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"You didn't answer the question. How do you prove I'm your brother and not just some random wolf Kemonomimi hunter that has no idea what you're on about\" *Kibaru then pulled on her ear again*" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "\"Do you wish so hard to be one with such specifics? You sound like him and smell like him. What more do you want?\"*She says in return. When he went for her ear again, her head suddenly turned on it. This time she didn't give a warning nip, instead biting down and digging her sharp vampire teeth into his hand.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru stared at her for a second beofre using the other hand to grab and pull her ear. Whilst doing this, he sniffed himself* \"I smell like me... Now would you get down?\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "*She shook her head to and fro.*\"Of course you do, stupid!\"*She says. In her asking her to come down, she decided to fly up to a much higher branch.*\"Why don't you come up, brother? You must be so tired after such a long time of play.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"If you come down here, I'll show you exactly why\" *Kibaru said sounding a little annoyed*" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "*Freya seems unconvinced, but after some hesitation, she eventually flies back down to him and lands on the ground.*\"Something wrong, brother?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Hold out your hand* \"He said simply to her\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "*She blinks slowly from beneath the cloth, trying to process the request.*\"You mean my wing?\"*She asks him.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He let out a sigh* \"Yeah, sure\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "\"Oookaaay-.\"*She says slowly as she holds out her wing to him.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru turned around and she'd feel his tails rubbing against them. He stared at her face, waiting for her reaction*" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "*Freya looked confused for a moment, then tilted her head back at him.*\"You wanted me to come all the way down here to touch your fur?\"*She asks him. Freya huffs.*\"This explains nothing to me. Are you trying to say your fur is suddenly holding you down after all these years?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru let out an anoyed grunt* \"Is your brother a bat like you?\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "\"Of course he is, what else would he be? Wait I see what you're doing-. Don't tell me you suddenly don't think you're a bat anymore brother!\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru put his hand on her head and patted her* \"How you're still alive being as oblivious as you... Sweety. I'm not your brother. Unfortunately\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "\"Such a liar you are! Lying with every word you say!\"*She cries out.*\"I play these little games with you for so long and you pretend to not know me!\"*She turns away and flies back up to the tree she was in before, going back to hanging upside down, though facing away from him now.*\"Okay Mr. Wolf hunter. If that's what you want to be now. Why don't you go hunt for food then. Find food so I do not starve. That a fun enough game for you?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Didn't know your brother had hands...\" *He said as he turned around, starting to walk off* \"But if you really don't want me here, I guess I'll just leave then\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "*Freya glanced back over to the Kemonomimi, frowned but eventually closed her eyes and allowed herself to rest for once.*\"Okay brother...\"*She says.*\"Until I am able to find you again... Hopefully the charade will be over by then...\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Uhuh. I'll be back soon don't you worry... And **I'LL** Find you again\" *He said before disappearing into the woods. Returning after an hour with a dear on his shoulders. The smell of blood still fresh* \"I just realized I don't even know your name...\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "*The bat stretched out her wings as if she had awoken from a nap.*\"Hm?\"*She shook off the sleepiness, trying to process his statement. After a while, she finally responded.*\"Right, of course you'd forget my name too.\"*She pouts.*\"You've struggled much out here brother, but I cannot stay mad at you forever. It is I, Freya-.\"*The bat paused and sniffed at the air, mouth starting to water as the smell of blood reached her nose.*\"Well shoot. You actually caught something-.\"*She flew down from the tree and landed nearby.*\"Guess you're still a good hunter despite the memory loss, huh brother?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Touch it before it's on the fire and I'm popping you on the fire, got it\" *He said bluntly as he put the dear down with a loud thud in the grass* \"I'm also a cook... A legendary one at that. You should seriously try my curry o_o\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "*She suddenly places her large bat wing over his face.*\"Up bup bup-.\"*She says.*\"Do not ruin dinner with your spewed nonsense. You are no inheritor of father. I am the fire one.\"*She took a deep breath of air and spewed out a tiny flame from her mouth.*\"I am the fire breather. For good reason too. You are going to burn food, deprive it of nutrients.\"*She was already approaching the deer.*\"I'm sure this catch is delicious just as it is.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I'll deprive you of nutrition if you touch it\" *He said before placing some twigs on the ground and lighting them on fire with a small ball of flame* \"Careful. The fireplace is here... Don't step in it. I don't wana waste mana putting you out\" *He said before going back to the dear and starting to skin it*" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "*She hissed at him.*\"Trying to ward me away from the food, aren't you brother? You make such a good catch and refused to share!\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"How about you go catch something them... Hmmm. Yeah, didn't think so...\" *Kibaru said before finishing up the skinning and chopping the dear here and there*" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "\"Fine then! So selfish you are!\"*She says before turning and flying off into the forest.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I was going to share after I cooked it\" *He shouts out behind her as he conitnued*" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "\"You ruin the food stupid brother! Ruin it and try to feed it to me!\"*She yells back before vanishing.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Good thing I'm not your brother I guess...\" *Kibaru said to himself as he got out a pan and started to fry up the meat. By the time she'd return, he'd be done* \"Would be funny if she didn't catch something\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "*It took a lot of time before the bat returned. By then, night was already about to fall. She gradually began making her way back, a small, dead rabbit firmly clamped in her jaws. She landed on the tree she was on before and plopped the rabbit down in the crook of it. Only then did she proceed to stick her tongue out at Kibaru and sat down so that she could begin feasting on the animal's blood in peace.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Just as she returned, he finished the food. The smell of it was quite heavenly* \"Your back. Well... You want some?\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "*She turned her head away, not seeming too keen on trying out the strong scents.*\"Whatever you did to that thing is foreign to me, bother.\"*She says.*\"I am fine with my catch as you are with whatever you did to yours.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"You suuuuure. It's pretty tasty\" *He said before he started chewing on his food* \"More than just cooked meat. Got some fruits too\" *He said with a full mouth as he continued chowing down on his food. Quite proud of his creation* \"Just try it\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "*The mention of fruit seemed to get her attention.*\"What? Did you burn that too?\"*She asks him, hesitantly.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru picked up one. Ready to throw it at her... But he held in the urge* \"You can get some after you taste my m-... My cooking. And apologizing for insulting my skill\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "*She turns away stubbornly.*\"As if I'd try such a ridiculous concoction. If I didn't know any better, I'd think you trying to poison me, brother.\"*She tossed the drained rabbit off the tree branch to the forest floor.*" } ]

[ { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Yeah... That's right. Its poison. That's exactly what it is. I would poison you for no reason.\" *He said sounding way over sarcastic* \"Blind, stubborn and rude\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "\"Well you are very bad at trying if that's the case.\"*She says, crossing her wings.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Probably cause there isn't poison in it. So... What is your brother's name?\" *He asks curiously* \"Maybe I'll tell him your aimlessly searching for him here when I encounter him\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "\"He is brother. And he is you.\"*She says thusly, returning to hanging upside down.*\"It is sister I must still find.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"So you forgot your brother's own name. That's kinda hurtful don't you think\" *Kibaru laughs a bit. Didn't seem she understood*" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "\"He is brother. Brother is what I call him. It is what I call you.\"*She says.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Hmmmmhm.\" *Kibaru finally finished up his food before going and laying against a tree* \"Ever think that maybe I'm not your brother. What if you were actually talking to a random stranger all along. Embarrassing yourself\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "\"Nope. I know you are. You are very sneaky and clever brother, but you cannot fool me no matter how hard you try.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"You're the only one trying to fool yourself... And you're succeeding... I can only imagine how easily you are fooled if even you fool yourself\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "\"I am not the fool. You are the fool. You forget me. You pretend to be wolf man. You burn food. Your fur weigh you down and you can no longer fly.\"*She says. Freya goes back to hanging upside down.*\"You cannot even join me for resting in the tree brother.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Because I'm not your brother.\" *Kibaru said once again* \"Do I really act like your brother. Surely someone that blind could even tell I'm not their brother.\" *Kibaru gave a heavy sigh with that sentiment* \"When did you even last ... Last heard of your brother\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "*She swayed back and forth in the tree idly.*\"The resemblance is uncanny.\"*Freya comments as she thought some more.*\"Today was last I heard, when I spoke to you brother. It saddens me to hear of your amnesia today. But if you mean how long since we started the game... Mmm I'm not too sure. Felt like a very long time. Days... Weeks... Months-. I am not too sure. I'll admit you're a good hider.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru let out a loooong sigh. Trying to best put his words in the right order, but he didn't know what to say anymore* \"Are you even blind?\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "*She lets out a laugh.*\"Of course I am. I am a bat. Blind as a bat they say. They are not wrong in the phrase. It's only as hurtful as the truth often is.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"A bat isn't completely blind. They're just short sighted\" *He answers wondering if she even knew that*" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "*She offers a shrug of her wings.*\"I am not short sighted. I do not see.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"You're whole family like that?\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "\"Yes for we are bats. Of course I never see what they see, so I guess I simply trust the fact. I'd believe the whole colony was. But it was hardly subject matter, I simply assume.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Uhuh\" *Kibaru shook his head. Simply staring at the bat girl. Pondering something*" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "\"Dear brother, would you still not want to join me in the tree to rest? You've been doing much today. Even if your fur weighs you down you can perhaps climb or I can fly you up.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"No. Incase you haven't noticed what you were biting, I have hands. Not wings. And no. I will not be joining you. I'll be heading off in a bit\"" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "*She lets out a quiet sigh.*\"Alright brother. I suppose I'll see you... Hopefully again soon...\"*She says, wrapping herself back up in her wings.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I do hope you'll be able to find your brother\" *He said with an almost wishful tone. Before he started prepping the meat for transport*" }, { "author": "Freya Lightwix", "message": "*The bats ear's lowered at his response, but she said nothing, simply blowing in the wind within her bat cocoon. 'Please get well soon... Brother...' She thought to herself.*" } ]

[ { "author": "nesymerp1", "message": "*Nesy was a mutant, not any other mutant who was wandering around in a forest like this. The ombu forest was quite interesting and had many characteristics of plants he had never seen before which made him interested in seeing new things. Nevertheless, he started to head on the path towards somewhere, he didn't know what but... He would love to map this area honestly.*\n\n\"....What a lovely day.\" *He thought to himself, scratching the back of his head while he would seemingly walk through the woods. The overhanging branches blocked out most of the sunrays while some pierced through the coverage of the forest. When he was on the road, he seemingly looked on the both directions. \"...Strange, I wonder if there is someone there.\" He asked himself, while he was reminded this forest was quite vibrant then he had anticipated*\n\n*The ground was soft with a layer of leafs along with sticks and branches covering as far as the eye could have seen. Now, it was only the time to see what was going on here.* \"....Hmmm...\" *The forest kept reminding him of other adventures, as if they came up and disappeared into his memory banks as always. Into his brain basically.*" }, { "author": "murio876", "message": "*It had taken about a day of travelling for our little Amsu to get his way over to the Ombu Forest. Why this forest specifically, my dear friends, was due to it's more abundant growth of moss and other such herbs. Having magic to heal wounds was good for the kemonomimi, but recently he had been having to turn away those poor enough to receive illnesses that he could not treat. This disturbed him to the point of where he knew he had to go get some ingredients for his mortar and pestle!*\n\n\"The alchemist said that it'd be a long journey, but my feet hurt after all that walking... Even after spending the night in at that kind village, too.\" *He sighed to himself, his tails having been brushing against each other as Amsu walked alone. It was at this time that he could spot some strange looking man.. At least he thought it was a man.. In the distance! Maybe they could help him and make sure he was in the right area?*\n\n*And so, without thinking about the possibility that he could just get straight up mugged by bandits, the kemonomimi neko begun waving at Nesy... His small passives to stealth disappearing as he wished to be seen*\n\n\"Hello! Whoever you are! Do you live around here! I need some directions!\"" }, { "author": "nesymerp1", "message": "*Nesy's heterochromic eyes would settle onto this dude. He seemed to be a... Demi-human in some sort of way but he didn't care about apperence or race in general.* \"...Well man! I don't know where I've gone but it appears to be an elven forest... I guess? Because I don't know what the name of this place is.\" *He started to chuckle a little bit.* \"...Well, I am sorry! I can't help you here. Except... The closest tavern.\"\n\n*Nesy gave an apolegegtic look towards the man who was walking towards him. However, he did wave back towards him which means Nesy was very friendly... Perhaps unlike those who meet the Kemonomimi neko. Nevertheless, he had never heard of those creatures in his life.*\n\n\"...Besides, my name is Nesy Celvius. I am an adventurer anyway... So I guesss... I am here to just look around before heading back to the Tavern and such. Well, honestly where I'll be looking for quests to do.\"" }, { "author": "murio876", "message": "*Damn.. That was unlucky. This person didn't really know the area either, so Amsu was going to have to scavenge around for herbs on his own. He guessed it wasn't that bad, but some disappointment still showed on his face from a rather obvious pout. Even though this man was the barer of bad news, Amsu still approached him and stood from about ten feet away to have a conversation... Might as well, right?*\n\n\"Ah, okay. I'm rather new to this area, because I needed to grab some ingredients for potions. You mentioned you were an adventurer, yes? Sometimes I do similar work to you, but most of the time I work as a trauma healer in the capital city... But don't mind all that. You spoke about a tavern, yes? Can I get directions to it when I'm done gathering all the herbs I need?\"\n\n*Amsu's cat ears had perked up, as he listened in for the answer from Nesy... While picking up the ambience of the area. It would seem that the strange cat creature had similar eyes to the mutant, his being cyan on his left and amber on his right. Aside from some normal dark hair, another peculiar trait was the twin tails sprouting from his backside. The two things would brush up against each other constantly, until entwining with one another and shifting from side to side as if it was just one large limb.*" }, { "author": "nesymerp1", "message": "\"...Yeah, the Tavern is like over there... Well, it may be far away but there are other locations as well!\" *Those were the locations he knew well. He had also been in to which he explained there was a tavern where they could accept adventurers from all over the world.*\n\n\"...Yeah, there are pretty much other taverns I don't know but those three are the ones I know really well.\" *Nesy explained, scratching the back of his head again while he would look towards the other dude. His eyes seemed similar to his but Nesy had partial-heterochromic eyes but the other one had full heterochromia perhaps.*\n\n*He seemed to be a kind dude with... Bright ideals it seems along with an attitude of a friendly dude. Nevertheless, there was nothing else to be explained here besides he was kind enough to give locations.*" }, { "author": "murio876", "message": "*After listening to Nesy explain where nearby taverns were, and how he could find some extra work, Amsu nodded politely and half smiled. This guy seemed okay, off of the little time he has spent with him. He didn't want to keep him here too long however, and Amsu also still had to collect the herbs and return to his home so he could begin creating those medicines and potions.*\n\n\"Thank you for the information! I won't keep you here any longer if you don't feel like hanging about... Mostly because I need to get a move on as well, with finding those herbs. My name is Amsu by the way, it was nice meeting you here! Maybe when I have the time we could do a quest together, since you seem to be very into those sorts of things.\"\n\n*Amsu then let out a full smile, his tails having untwisted themselves and returned to the nature of brushing against each other. His ears relaxed, having gotten used to the presence of Nesy... This wasn't someone to be too worried about, at least from first impressions. He was actually quite helpful! Would be nice to meet again, when Amsu didn't have something to do first.*" }, { "author": "nesymerp1", "message": "*Nesy's eyes perked up to the mention of quests to which he absoloutly insisted he could come with if they were to find him.* \"...Absoloutly! You can come with me indeed if we cross paths or... Yeah, pretty much there.\" *Nesy nodded towards him with a smile on his face. When he eventually started to just talk all casually, because he was relaxed as well.*\n\n\"...You are welcome besides, it's my obligation to help people nowdays. Anyway, if there are nothing else to be said. I will basically continue walking before, I'll basically find a tavern or turn back to the tavern I headed from. So, good luck to you and uh... I hope you'll complete your objective I hope.\"\n\n*He nodded towards Amsu, with a small half-smile on his face as well. He seemed to be able to get along with everyone he meet. Which, was a natural talaent it seemed? He didn't know.*" }, { "author": "murio876", "message": "\"Yep! I will see you another day... Hopefully! Back to tackling nature and it's bounties! Have a nice day!\"\n\n***Seeing the mutant smile and gaining some encouragement to complete his mission, Amsu was filled with determination..*** *~~ his feet still hurt, though.~~*\n\n*Little Amsu then waved good bye, heading off towards the closest tavern that Nesy had described. It was better to get a room rented out now and just fall into a bed, than to get tired from all the herb picking and have to go through the process of interacting with staff... Today would be a productive day!*" } ]

[ { "author": "Ardon Surfist", "message": "*Ardon was on an early morning stroll in search of finding people to help when he had found this strange letter on himself. It was from a person who was named E.O who judging from its contents seemed to need help, Since Ardon didn't really have much to do and the pay seemed very good to him he travelled to the Ombu Forest in search of this mysterious E.O.\n\nIt was noon when Ardon began wandering around the forest as it said in the letter that that was the time they had to gather there. He prepared all his supplies along with rations in case it took a long time, he had that potion for curing common sicknesses from that cat person and he also had his pet Furrow ontop of his head just hidden in his crimson red hair. Like usual he wore the fancy decorative armor that had the embroidered red cloth, it was filled with scratches, dents and tears along with a few burn marks on it which lessened its fanciness a fair bit. His upper body was still left bare showing his four large muscular arms and his torso that was filled with scars showing that he has experienced quite a bit of fights in the past, if one was to look behind his back they'd see large folded wings like that of an osprey. All and all he looked to be a fairly intimidating as he wandered about the forest his head looking left in right in search for any people.\n\nAfter a few minutes of staying silent while looking he began to speak* \"Uhh hello?!? Mister or Missis E.O where are you??? Am I in the right place?\" *He had this deep almost bellowing voice but he sounded like he was very confused and lost. While he was walking about though he was also thinking about who his teammates would be! What would they be able to do and also if they would be as nice and fun like Momo was! He enjoyed his time in that quest hopefully he would this time to!*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Yakaiyo had just woken up from a restless sleep in a bush, shivering and cold. Waking up to a beautiful day suck as this, one would normally feel happy. But the Treton could only feel sorrow, as she searched for the warmth of another body, normally besides her. Then, it was fear, fear that maybe the elves were close to her location. Then it was anger, anger that they had taken away her life, her home, and her family away from her. However, before she could think long about this, she would feel a letter on her chest. Picking it up and opening it, she would read what it said.*\n\n*Greetings Miss Yakaiyo Kiriyami,\nIf you have received this letter, rejoice, for your skill has been acknowledged to be of service. Here is the situation. There is a foolish individual who believes they could cheat me, and well, no one gets away with cheating me. That's where you come into play. To put bluntly, I want you to deal with them. The pay is lucrative, 300 silver per a body, double if alive. But if that doesn't interest you, perhaps knowing the targets are elves will? In either case, this kind of work must not be seen by the public. Gather by Onbu forest by noon tomorrow. There you shall receive more details as well as any teammates you may have for this job. If you refuse, simply toss the letter somewhere and it will be disposed of. Otherwise, I look forward to working with you.\nE.O*\n\n*Yakaiyo desperately needed gold, as she lost basically all of it when she escaped. However, she was still uneasy about killing people. The bandit archer she had killed, they had fired first. But actively killing and capturing people for targets? It seemed a bit unethical, until she came upon the word 'elves'. Immediately she jumped to attention, her bright blue eyes scanning the paper closely. She didn't really care who this individual was, or who was foolish enough to cheat them. Yakaiyo only saw the opportunity for revenge, and let out a laugh of revenge. 'This is a chance! Perhaps the gods do exist.' Her voice in her head suddenly turned from kind and caring, to dark and malicious. 'If they will not allow me to live my own life, taken from me, at least I will be able to take theirs!' Her eyes glinted red, the bright cerulean suddenly turning purple. She would hop down from her tree, her tattered robes fluttering like a butterfly in the wind, and head off to the Ombu woods.*\n\n*Upon arriving at the specified location, she would soon spot a massive man with four arms and decorative leg armor. Crimson hair hid black feathers.*\n\n*Her own appearance was far less imposing. A young woman of medium height and slim build, wearing tattered blue robes, small holes exposing small parts of her skin, but nothing revealing. The cuffs were frayed, and the robe might have once been vibrant. Long, black hair covered her head, and her eyes were bright cerulean, with a kind expression in them. A quiver was slung over her shoulder, carrying dozens of arrows, and an ornate bow rested in her hands. It looks like it could have been made from the ocean waves.*\n\n*Upon hearing the large man talk, she wondered if this was the teammate the letter talked about. He obviously wasn't the sender, as he asked where they were. As for the right place, it seemed like it. As she spoke, her voice was calm and kind, like the sea on a calm day.*\n\n\"Hello? Did you get the letter too?\"" }, { "author": "bruna_mars", "message": "After a long time traveling through cities and kingdoms around the world in search of the power that Ahri so wanted for her, the vampire would reach the Silnarian Empire. In the girl's view the place didn't seem so advantageous to her and probably the person she wanted to find and kill so badly wouldn't be there. A few days have passed since she arrived, she fed on inhabitants of small towns and villages while looking for a way to earn power and money as soon as possible.\n\nOne morning the little vampire woke up near the forest that people called Ombu Forest, covered by her clothes and the shadow that some trees provided her with a soft, refreshing breeze. As she stood up with her hair slightly messed up and her eyes a little tired, she rubbed both hands over her eyes and saw a curious thing on her lap. A letter? Who would send a letter to her? She didn't know anyone. She held the letter gently and opened it, thinking about what could be contained in the letter. After patiently reading the words in the letter she quickly realized that someone was watching her, after all, the person who sent her the letter would have to watch Ahri fighting to find out about her abilities and skills. But it didn't matter at the moment. She was happy for a moment, as she would get money after completing this mission for the man who was being betrayed by someone who was probably stupid and selfish. She couldn't miss the chance to kill some people! And of course, get more power! She quickly got ready and ran to the Ombu forest, in which she was close.\n\nAt noon, the vampire would arrive at the place agreed in the letter and began to think about how the rest of the people who would do the mission with her would be, she just hoped they were not boring and bossy. As Ahri got closer to where the mission would be, she could see a man with four arms, which made a good impression on the woman, and then her eyes would watch the other woman closely approaching the man.\n\nShe decided to approach the people as it was the people who were going to do the mission with her. The girl had a little contrast compared to their height, being a little smaller than both, especially the crimson-haired man. She wore a light pink kimono with a geometric triangle pattern, along with a red and white checkered obi and a thin piece of orange thread looped and knotted around her waist, another band of green above it. Over this, she sports a long, dark brown haori that reaches past her knees, as well as pink zori sandals and white socks, wrapped with thick pieces of black material. She had a slim, curvy figure with fair skin, her hair was a dark brown color, turning a vermillion color when it reached the ends. Her eyes were pale pink and her eyelashes were notably long and curved. Despite her clothes, she didn't have many items that would help her fight, except for a dagger that stuck to the back of her clothes.\n\nAs Ahri approached and heard the two talking, Ahri watched their surroundings in search of someone or the person who had sent the three to that location. In her view, the two looked capable and did not look stupid, as she thought. Upon hearing their questions, she was unable to hold on to her slightly rude and sarcastic side.\n\n\"If he's asking about the letter, it must be that he received it too, right? I don't think he would be the one who sent it to us.\"" }, { "author": "Ardon Surfist", "message": "*Ardon looked closely at the two noticing that they both had their weapons near them namely the woman's beautiful looking bow and the other's less fancy but still nice looking dagger! This made him think that maybe he should also have his weapon close to him while they did this quest since he did have three hands spare. He also did this cause of peer pressure all of his teammates had their weapons out so he should too!!! He began speaking while suddenly seafoam and water began gathering near one of his hands that then slowly coalesced into a large four meter tall glaive with fancy engravings of waves and the shaft being colored a nice seafoam green color. His deep voice turned joyful as he noticed the two people that suddenly began to go near him, one of top hands began giving a wave as the bottom two were extended for a hand shake to the two people there!* \n\n\"Hello there! Nice to meet all of you! My name is Ardon Surfist and yes I did get the letter too.\" *He looked towards the one wearing a pink kimono wanting to correct her alittle* \"I don't believe that the miss (Yakaiyo) mentioned at all that I was the one who sent the letter though I am very curious who did!\" *His voice compared to the other two was very very loud like the sound of waves crashing against the side of a cliff. His personality over all was very happy and he never lost this big goofy smile on his face even when correcting the other woman.*\n\n*Right now he was using all of his hands to put them to good use one to give the wave, two to shake hands and the other to hold his extremely large glaive. He was very excited to learn what they were all able to do as he assumed the two were both very capable fighters and that they were also very dangerous since they took this quest that was about killing people. If any of them were to look closely ontop of his head sitting inside his crimson red hair was a little black bird that was pecking at some jerky while watching all of them intently like a sneaky little mastermind! Furry was considering to even share his piece of jerky with the two if they seemed to be nice and friendly to both of them.* \n\n*To him he found his large body that was filled with scars and strange mutations to be scary and intimidating did they think the same as he did? Would they be cautious of him because he looked very different and strange? To him no matter what way a person looked like until he knew how they acted he wouldn't assume things yet, so he'll act the way he normally would to these people aswell! Just treat them like how he would when meeting people he on the street or quest givers hopefully though atleast one of them would be really smart cause he knew that he wasn't very good at that.* \"I also just wanna say that I may not be very smart so please bear with me! I will do my best to pull my weight in the group and do all I can to help out.\" *He stated as he wanted to get his biggest weakness out right off the bat as he knew that knowing what others weaknesses are would help to make the group better as everyone would be able to do what a person in the group lacks at.*" }, { "author": "Yakaiyo", "message": "*Seeing the large man create his weapon out of sea foam, Yakaiyo started to wonder where this guy was from. Surely wasn't a Treton, he was far too large to do so. Perhaps he was one of the Zareth, particularly Titan, since they were known for some not so ordinary bodies and large size. As he spoke, Yakaiyo leaned back ever so slightly as his loud voice echoed through the trees. Seeing him extend his hand, she decided to grasp and shake it. Compared to his, her hand was far smaller and slimmer, almost delicate.\n\n \"Ardon? I'm Yakaiyo. Yakaiyo Kiriyami.\"\n\n*On the surface, he seemed threatening, but it was obvious that he was a total nice guy. Especially since he has a furrow in his hair. Yakaiyo noticed his scars and mutations, but didn't say anything about it. She had seen enough Qua so that mutations weren't extraordinary. Scars were simply proof that one has been in battle. Her late husband had quite a few. As she briefly thought of him, she almost choked up, but stopped herself. 'These people don't need to know. They, and I, have a job to do.'*\n\n\"I doubt you'll have to worry about pulling your own weight. I've never actively sought out to kill people before. I'm still not very comfortable with the thought.\"\n\n*That was only a half truth, though. With this job, she actually looked forward to. Why? Because she didn't consider elves as people. They didn't deserve that title. On another note, the other woman seemed far fiercer, and actually looked like she would be able to kill. Yakaiyo's slightly afraid of her as of now.*\n\n\"I doubt it as well. Speaking of which, what's your name?\"" }, { "author": "bruna_mars", "message": "Ahri watched the man closely as he spoke, he seemed quite capable of fighting and was quite tall compared to the little vampire. When analyzing his arms Ahri did not have a very good impression, as she saw people with more than two arms only once in her life while traveling through some countries. That aside, Ahri watched as a glaive appeared in one of Ardon's hands shortly after sea foam and water had created his weapon. This seemed interesting to her, and honestly, beautiful to see. Water gathering and following his hand as the sea foam did. Despite being interested, outside Ahri did not show many emotions besides anger and thirst for revenge. However, depending on what a person does, that girl can turn into a little vampire full of emotions. After hesitating a little, Ahri gently squeezed Ardon's hand with a soft, delicate touch of her fair skin.\n\nAfter a few moments, Ahri again looked at the man with the scars he had on his body. This showed that he had already fought with other people and that he apparently won. And that left Ahri a little relieved, but she still had some doubts about the other woman with them. Ardon also looked a little excited and very happy, which was very strange for Ahri when she saw a man with this personality. But anyway, at least he was not bossy and not as cold as she was. \n\nAfter the handshake between Ahri and Ardon, the vampire decided to move away from them a little to think. For her, killing was not a problem, but after this mission. She had to save money and try to become more powerful. That was Ahri's problem, the ambition and thirst for revenge that consumed her inside.\n\nAfter a few moments, her thoughts were interrupted by the voice of the woman who was with them.\n\n\"I am Ahri. Good to meet you and Ardon.\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*After the three of you had finished getting acquainted with one another, you all would be standing awkwardly in the woods for a couple of minutes. No one else was seemingly coming, so perhaps you three were the only joining this job, but the bigger question was where was the employer?*\n\n*A couple of more minutes pass, yet still no one in sight. Perhaps this was an elaborate prank? Seemed unlikely seeing the effort put into delivering said letters and the fact they had figured out their names. Perhaps not that impressive, but considering none of you really knew the employers name, yet they somehow knew yours, at the very least indicated whoever they were they had an extensive information network.*\n\n*That being said, it was rather unpleasant to be left in the dark like this, being forced to wait with no indication of when your employer is going to arrive. Perhaps it was a power move? Trying to establish a sense of authority and or superiority? Or were they really pedantic with their time as there was still a minute or so before noon. But if that was the case, some sort of movement should be seen or heard unless they were going to pop out of mid air. The only moving and scurrying that could be heard was the natural movements of the forest and its animals.*\n\n-\n*However, at that moment, you three would notice a rabbit hop on over toward the three of you. It looks up at you with unusual intelligence in its eyes. To say the least it was peculiar, if not unsettling. It would then open its mouth*\n\n\"Glad you three could make it. Seeing that you all are here, I can only assume you have accepted the job. The boss apologizes for not meeting you in person, but I'm sure you understand that in this kind of work confidentiality is valuable. But enough with the small talk.\"\n\n*The rabbit then slowly transforms into a tall yet slim humanoid figure wearing dark robes and a hood that completely covers his face which may or may not surprise you all depending on your familiarity with transformation magic and the like. But the robed pays no attention to your reactions and simply continues speaking*\n\n\"This is a rather simple job. There is an elven man who purchased some herbs from the boss. They were rather expensive, so understandably the boss gave him a week to pay it back. The payment wasn't received. When asked, the man pleaded for another week. The boss is very kind and a believer of second chances, so he agreed. However, yet another week passed and payment was still not received. When we tried to contact the man it was found out that he foolishly fled with his family. Needless to say, we tracked him down, and now want him to be dealt with. He is in a hut deep within these woods. Seemingly made it himself. Currently he is residing there with his family. Here is a map with his location marked. Everyone in there is guilty, so no need to hold back. I will also be accompanying you all as an observer, but will not partake in the actual hunting. Any questions?\"\n\n*The robed would say ominously as he handed each of you a pieces of parchment. On it was a map of the forest with a location marked with a red X. Looking over it, you would be able to estimate that it would take 10 minute or so to get there on foot*" }, { "author": "Ardon Surfist", "message": "*Ardon curiously watched the rabbit come near them all, his eyes widened alot as he watched the rabbit speak and slowly transform into a tall human! He extended out his hand for a handshake as he had this big bright smile on his face* \"Woah that's so cool nice to meet you I'm Ardon Surfist! I've never seen anything like that before in my life, so my questions are are you a really smart rabbit that can turn into a person or a really smart person that can turn into a still really smart rabbit? How close are you with our employer are you like best buddies or something do you share secrets?...........*And also how big is Mister or Missis E.O's connections that he was able to know my name and sneakily place a letter on myself while I didn't know along with being able to \"Acknowledge\" My skill despite me never even knowing of a person with E.O initials?*\"\n\n *The first question he asked with pure curiosity like he didn't even know that the question sounded extremely idiotic out loud, his second one was more of a teasy jokey question but was also to curb his curiosity but the last one was delivered in a very intense and menacing manner. Like he had been thinking about this one for quite some time, who was this E.O person and what if he knew more people connected to him? Like Momo or maybe even all his other employers as he seemingly knew about his skills assuming that by skills he meant his skills in going on quests.*\n\n*His grip on his glaive tightened alittle as he worried about all the people he's met before he was dense but it wasn't like he was completely an idiot if someone knew about the things he's done in the past then he would most likely also know why he did those things and who made him did those things... But this was all just assumptions! There was also a chance that this man and E.O were normal people who were just really angry that this person run away when he was given this second chance, I would be angry to if someone said that they were going to give something back to me then just run away after two weeks maybe not I'm gonna sent a team of mercenaries to hunt you down and kill you but still very angry.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Yakaiyo", "message": "*Seeing the rabbit turn into a human was a bit of a surprise, especially after that long. She hasn't seen that before. Though, it should be possible. She really didn't mind the boss not appearing in person. Business happens.*\n\n*Hearing the man speak, Yakaiyo would start to feel rage build up inside her. Every word the man said proved just how cowardly elves were, deceiving liars who choose to cheat others as soon as they can. Her grip on her bow tightens. Seems like they were isolated though, so they had plenty of time.*\n\n\"I have only a request, for the other two. No killing them. That's my job.\"\n\n*As she spoke, her normally kind voice and caring voice suddenly turned dark and malicious, almost demanding, her eyes turning a shade of purple. Seems like there's a dark side she doesn't even realize. Her hatred for the elves is obvious, and her tone is harsh, like a storm brewing on the horizon.*" }, { "author": "bruna_mars", "message": "While they waited, Ahri spent those minutes thinking about the future that awaited her. And the blood she would see flowing today. Ah, blood. How good it was! Red and sweet, what most satisfies her at that moment. She preferred not to talk too much while she was with her teammates waiting in the middle of the forest that surrounded them. She was a little quieter at times, as she had to fend for herself for the past 4 years. With no one to protect or love, only her, and her own anger. She leaned against a tree that provided shade for her and began to think and analyze her teammates a little better. They both looked good and competent, but the woman looked a little strange in Ahri's opinion. Something about her was strange to the vampire. The big man with four arms, on the other hand, looked cheerful, something that Ahri did not like very much but could bear.\n\nAhri turned to the rabbit that was coming towards them, with a slighty bad impression of him, but that she did not show. As it opened its mouth to speak, Ahri straightened up and walked over to the group. *\"How can it speak? I thought that people who turned into animals could not speak like normal people.\"* Ahri thought for a moment and then tried to forget, shrugging and crossing her arms while listening intently to the curious rabbit. When he turned into a tall man, the vampire was not too surprised, as she knew that people turned into animals around and that was kind of normal in the world that they lived in.\n\n\"HAHA, that's *Your* Job? No. It's *Our* Job. So this is no for your request.\"\n\nAhri laughed when she heard the woman saying that her job was to kill. Poor thing, if Ahri didn't like her, things would get hot during that mission. Even more because of the vampire's age, she was still very immature. And she could certainly fight anybody. She turned back to the man and shook her head like no.\n\n\"I don't think there are any questions... But I want to know if this man has children.\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "Yakaiyo: \"No, you don't understand. For me, this isn't *Only* A job. This is Retribution. Justice. I won't necessarily stop you, but I want to be able to see the fear in their eyes as I make them suffer. So perhaps we both can. All I ask is that I get to do what I want with the kids, in front of the parents, if there are any.\"\n\n*Yakaiyo almost nocked an arrow at the statement, but stopped herself. That would do nothing. The storm in her red eyes dies down slightly when talking to Ahri, but flares back up again when mentioning the children. Pretty obvious she hates them.*" }, { "author": "Ahri Eterna Garnier", "message": "\"Fear in their eyes, uh...? I see.\"\n\nAhri paused for a few seconds to think about what Yakaiyo had said at that moment. Fear in the eyes of children right? As Ahri had felt almost 5 years ago. She wasn't about to let some of her emotions influence her on missions, but this time, the woman beside her had nudged a wound indirectly. The vampire still remembers the pain she felt watching her parents being killed by some vampire who was on the mountain where she lived. Even though they were just adoptive parents, Ahri loved them so much. And deep down, she didn't want children to feel that. But anyway, she needed to complete this mission and not harm the rest of the group.\n\n\"So, okay, I just prefer that they die quickly. Parents can even die slowly. But even if they are elves, no child deserves it.\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "Yakaiyo: \"The children won't die. As of now. Physical torture is nothing compared to what I wish to inflict on the parents. A parent's worse fear is losing their child, or having them hurt, and not being able to do anything about it.\"\n\n*Yakaiyo would look down. She's not herself now, saying things she would normally never dare to say. But in the most recent events, she's been pushed past her limit, and she broke against the rage and fear pent up inside.*\n\n\"Believe me. I've experienced it.\"" }, { "author": "Ahri Eterna Garnier", "message": "Ahri nodded to Yakaiyo with the same cold expression that always dominated the girl's face. She crossed her arms and thought about the woman's words for a while, and thought about her past a little. At the moment, she didn't have much to say. So she preferred to be quiet and wait until the next orders they would receive. She looked out of the corner of her eye at Yakaiyo and saw herself in the past. She certainly went through something bad in life, judging by the expression she had.\n\n\"I believe in you...\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*The robed man would look at Ardon's extended and then back up to Ardon, and simply turn his head to listen in to the conversation between the two females, seemingly ignoring your gesture of greeting and simply says*\n\n\"Let my rephrase my statement, are there any questions pertaining to the job. But I shall humor you for the question that doesn't ridicule me. I am an employee of said employer, much like you are. Friendships has no place in this type of buissness. That's all you need to know.\"\n\n*Once Yakaiyo and Ahri have finished discussing, he would let out a small chuckle*\n\n\"Such a lengthy discussion without knowing if there were any children or not? Would be more humorous if there weren't any, but alas, there are. So your conversation wasn't a complete waste. As for killing or sparing, the boss cares not. As per the letter, he shall pay more for their live capture, but if for personal reasons you wish to kill them all, you are free to do so. If that's all you 3 wish to ask, shall we get this job started?\" *The robed man would say as a matter of fact*" }, { "author": "Yakaiyo", "message": "\"Oh, they'll live. Not without marks, though. And yes, I would.\"\n\n*With that, she draws an arrow from her quiver and nocks it in her bow. Her eyes return to a purplish shade, not quite calm, but not exactly wrathful either. She's less a angry now, now that she's come to a sort of agreement from Ahri. Still mad, though. At the elves. After looking at the map and studying it for a bit, she starts to walk in the direction of the hut.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Ardon Surfist", "message": "\"O-Oh... Okay then I'm sorry\" *His voice let out softly as he pulled his arm away from the robed man rubbing it with another hand as he did so. The was he acted completely changed in the blink of an eye, his loud crashing waves suddenly turned into mellow moving while Ardon also turned to Yakaiyo. Quickly he'd try to catch up with her as he changed the way he held his glaive to both of his left hands holding the object* \n\n\"If I'm gonna be honest I'd really prefer if we kept the people alive as it would give us more money and also *I'd rather not kill the people*\" *Ardon sort of mumbled the last statement as he walked, since Yakakiyo had her bow ready to shoot the large titan would also have his glaive just ready to swing at something. The whole conversation about children wasn't something he liked why were all these people so filled with anger and hate?*" }, { "author": "Ahri Eterna Garnier", "message": "Ahri followed the two teammates along the path that Yakaiyo and the map showed them. Although not a person of that type, this mission made her reflect while walking among the trees and looking at the dirt and grassy ground. The noon sun did not bother her since she had her clothes and haori, next to the shade of the trees to cover her from the sun's rays.\n\nIgnoring Ardon's comment, because she was paying attention to the surroundings and a little lost in thought, Ahri watched the birds and the sunlight hit the ground. This place was very reminiscent of the place she lived with her adoptive parents. And remembering her past didn't make her happy at all. It made her sad. Not sad, made her with pure anger in her veins. Hopefully they'll arrive right there to kill, or capture, the elves.\n\n\"Let's agree, each one does what he wants with the elves. There, everything is resolved. Just don't disturb the other's work.\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*Seeing the three of you leave, the robed man would nod slightly before transforming into a squirrel. He would run up one of the nearby trees and leap from tree branch to tree branch, heading the same direction. It takes a few minutes to reach the hut as expected, but you three would find it rather simple enough. The map was surprisingly detailed and really made the trek easier to follow. It was very clear that whoever made this map was very keen to detail*\n\n*As the three of you examine the hut you all see that it is relatively small and made of logs. The hut had a single broad wooden door and two windows to each of its sides. You three would also notice a squirrel hanging from a branch looking over you three with the same kind of intelligence in its eyes. Once it sees you three give eye contact, it points its paw over to the hut, as if giving the signal to commence the mission.*" }, { "author": "Yakaiyo", "message": "\"Time for the hunt, I guess. I would say to go through the window, they won't expect us. Ardon, lift Ahri and I up to the right or left side. Ahri gets to pick which side. As for you, Ardon, guard the door. We don't want anyone escaping through there. Let no one escape.\"\n\n\"So Ahri, which one? Right or left?\"\n\n*Hefting the bow slightly, she hears a voice in her head. '-Would he want this? Would Hakaze want you to seek revenge? Is this what he wants?-' 'He wanted me to be happy. Without him, I never can be. So if I am cannot take pleasure in being with my family, I will gain satisfaction knowing that I am eliminating scum.' '-But—' 'Shut up now. Please. It hurts. Not now.' Yakaiyo starts to wonder if she's going insane. These voices in her head, telling her that it wasn't right. That this wouldn't help. But she couldn't replace that void in her heart, no matter what. What took the place of happiness was the thought of revenge. No, not revenge. Justice.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Ardon Surfist", "message": "\"Okay I'm alright with that. Do I get to carry you guys now or?\" *Ardon said as he seemed to understand the simple enough plan. It was mainly just him pushing the two up to both sides of the house's windows then him guarding the front door... But* \"Does the hut have any of those secret exits? Like the ones where they have another door on the back of the hut? Like a... Backdoor?!? Or what about like if they can just fly up cause they're secretly magic shapeshifter elves that can fly up and umm...\" *Ardon would continue to suggest strange and wacky ideas to the group as he didn't want them to be the only ones doing stuff. He wanted to pull his weight and the only way he could think of doing this was suggesting his own ideas to the group.*" }, { "author": "Ahri Eterna Garnier", "message": "\"I prefer to go on the right side. It seems to be better off for us. But to be honest, I think it would be better if we each went to one side, so they wouldn't have a chance to escape through one of the windows. And I agree with Ardon, we need to be careful and quick. Because if there is a door in the back they can end up escaping through it.\"\n\nAhri looked closely at the cabin and tried to make as little noise as possible while examining it. Despite having a pretty good speed, it wasn't like she was the flash and managed to chase them all. They needed a better plan, but there was no time to think hard at the moment. After all, if the elf worked for whoever sent them there, maybe he knew how to fight and defend himself. While she waited for her teammates to decide, Ahri was sure of one thing. She felt that something could happen, but tried to ignore it. They were just elves, it would be easy, right?. Would this mission be easy, or did it just seem?" }, { "author": "Yakaiyo", "message": "\"Alright. Ardon, life Ahri up to the right side. Lift me up to the left. Try to open it as silently as possible, and if it's not, rush in. And I don't think elves fly, unless they're Fae. Even so, I'll just shoot them down. And if they run, chase them down.\"\n\n*Yakaiyo would walk to the left side of the hut, carefully scanning it. Her heart was pumping, finally. A chance for vengeance. 'This is for you, my love. But this is not the end. This is just the beginning. The beginning of justice.'*" }, { "author": "Ardon Surfist", "message": "\"Okay.\" *Ardon nodded as he tried to be as sneaky as a large 8'3 titan with four arms possibly could while walking up towards the hut. Once he got there he looked to see if he was able to open the window quietly or if he needed to just go and break it cause he could much easily do the latter but then they'd loose the element of surprise.\n\nLets hope these people don't die and that his companions are actually nice and wouldn't do brash things... Huh he was the one concerned about people's decisions this is different*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*As the three of you get closer to the hut you all hear some crying and the high pitched voice of children along with more mature voices seeming trying to calm them down. Focusing in on it, it sounded like there 2 mature male voices, 1 mature female voice, 3 younger voices, and from the whimpering and crying, a baby. You then hear a deep male voice consoling the baby.*\n\n\"Don't cry little one, daddy is here. He will fight the monsters so there's nothing to fear. Safe in his arms you always will be. So please smile now and be happy.\"\n\n*The babies crying would slowly be soothed by the male's lullaby by the sounds of it, reducing the noise in the hut tremendously. This would be able to hear more of the conversations going on inside. You three would hear a female voice lecturing a child seemingly*\n\n\"....Syntholi, what did I say about playing with Lyra?\"\n\n\"...To share my toys...\"\n\n\"Did you share your toys?\"\n\n\"....No...\"\n\n\"Do you think that is nice?\"\n\n\"...No...\"\n\n\"So what should you do?\"\n\n\"....Share with Lyra?...\"\n\n\"Yes, be sure you share? Both of you guys can have fun together, ok?\"\n\n\"Ok!\"\n\n*The child footsteps could be heard running toward the back of the hut other and shortly after the male voice could be heard chuckling*\n\n\"Children, selfish little critters aren't they? But you can't really get angry given how cute they are\"\n\n*Overall, it seemed like none of the individuals inside had noticed the three of you approaching and were going about their normal lives. However, as Ardon pressed against the windows, he would find that they couldn't be open from the outside. So either breaking through window or the front door would be the only options*" }, { "author": "Yakaiyo", "message": "*Upon hearing the family converse, Yakaiyo's heart is shattered. Tears stream uncontrollably from her eyes as the voices bring back memories, memories of her own family.*\n\nFlashback\n*\"Nodako, what did I say about practicing in the house with your sister?\" 'To not do it?' '-But Mom, it's only for fun! And it's cold outside!-' \"Then wear a robe, sweetie. Practicing in here could break something. Come here\" Bringing the two children in \"Take this outside with some robes on, and I'll make noodles tonight, ok?\" 'Ok!'*\n\nFlashback end\n*Damn them.* **DAMN THEM!!** *Those elves were selfish, only thinking for their own safety. They would raise families on their own while destroying another? Her eyes turn blood red, as her fists clench in rage, blood boiling, and hot rivers streaming down a white plain, as she barely holds herself back from sobbing out loud.*\n\n\"We-we go through the window. On the right.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Ahri Eterna Garnier", "message": "Ahri listened to the voices coming from inside the house with attention. They reminded her of her childhood, even though she had no siblings at the time and even now, it looked very much like a normal day for her and her family. Even though he was a little crazy, immature and bad, Ahri still had an even greater heart with this subject. Family... One thing she didn't have the opportunity to have when born, the gods gave it to her, and then they took it out again from her. After thinking about it a little, the vampire looked at Ardon and nodded in agreement.\n\n\"We're ready, right Yakaiyo?\"" }, { "author": "Yakaiyo", "message": "\"Y-Yes. Ardon, Break the window, and lift us up.\"\n\n*She suddenly stops crying, and snaps to attention. She wipes the tears from her eyes, sorrow suddenly replaced by rage. 'This will be justice. They will pay for what they have done. Not only to me, but to others.*" }, { "author": "Ardon Surfist", "message": "*Ardon's two large top arms would scoop up Yakaiyo and Ahri one on each arm before the bottom two with as much force as they can do their best to shatter the window giving them a surprise entrance. He had never broken into another's home before it felt strange and just the way he was carrying two women on each of his arms felt like he was betraying Momo*" } ]

[ { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*With a loud crash, Yakaiyo and Ahri would be thrown through the windows and into the hut. Inside they would see as expected, 3 adult elves, a female, and 2 males, all shocked by the sudden entrance with the female screaming in terror. However, what might come as a surprise were the 3 children and the baby. You would see in the back a boy macen trembling in fear next to a young female treton. On the nearby bed was what you a sleeping lora boy that was now waking up from the sudden crash. The baby looked like that of a female pale oni who would start crying again. As of the moment you three had the element of surprise while elves were quickly trying to process the situation*" }, { "author": "Yakaiyo", "message": "*Quickly looking at them, there were a lot more people than she realized. Seeing the two males, she shoots one of the in the thigh, and immediately draws another arrow, loosing it into the other male's thigh as well. Shit. She didn't expect other races here. Get the adults first, or perhaps she could hold the kids hostage.*" }, { "author": "Ardon Surfist", "message": "*Ardon would hastily run up towards the front door of the hut and try opening it (if it was locked he'd just go and ram it with his two large forearms), he drew his weapons out and shouted to all of them* \"IF ALL OF YOU PEOPLE DON'T WANT TO MAKE THIS HARDER FOR ALL OF US PLEASE JUST SURRENDER NOW!!! I WOULD LIKE FOR NONE OF YOU TO DIE!!!\" *She shouted doing his best to sound believable and honest cause he really was. He didn't want death on this quest and if he was any smarter before they rushed in here he could've maybe suggested to the group that they should just talk with them and that maybe they were nice!*" }, { "author": "Ahri Eterna Garnier", "message": "Upon entering the hut, Ahri looked closely at the people inside and quickly realized that there was a pale oni baby. For a moment she stopped to watch while the baby cried, but then she looked at the adults again. Since apparently each member of the team was going for a strategy, she decided to accompany Yakaiyo and took advantage of the fact that there was a child near them and took him by the arm. She held it in front of her with a firm grip and pointed the dagger that was hidden in her clothing at the boy's neck. She wouldn't kill him, even if she wanted to. She had an evil look in her eyes, bringing her lips close to the child's neck and slightly opening her mouth to show her fangs.\n\n\"As the big guy said, you better give up and surrender... Or the little one here could end up dying.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Taela Lumina", "message": "*The Sounds of steps were heard throughout the Forest. It Sounded like a pair of Sandals, and that was right. A Okamimi with the name of Taela was walking through said forest. Her Sandals doing said sounds. She was Sweating a bit what was slowly showing on her body with her tabi a bit drenched by them also looking a bit dirty. Though why was she sweating. If one were to look at here, he'd see that she was actually exercising, running huge laps throughout the forest since workout in the Morning was quite Important to her. She'd Probably have to clean those things afterwards. Whilst doing the exercises she was thinking about maybe getting a few Resources so she may Sew some clothes for workout together since that would be better than wearing her fancy Kimono during it. Maybe she'd do that after the Session. After some while she stopped for a little break, going to a nearby river and drinking a bit out of it and then sitting nearby it. Slowly removing her Sandals as well as Tabi socks from her feet and dangiling them in the Water which was quite refreshing.*\n<" }, { "author": "Erin Hunter", "message": "Upon approaching the lake, she'd notice that to her right was a green haired wood elf. They leaned back upon a nearby tree looking out on the water. Unlike other wood elf, she wore more modern clothing. Clothing that you'd only seen to be dawned by those who live within walls. Or in this elve's worlds, the clothing of cowards. It was a shame this clothing was so comfortable though. A fur lined wool coat, great sweater, dark leather pants and dark brown boots.\n\nIn her left hand was a medium sized bow. It seemed entirely made of metal besides the makeshift leather grips on the sides. Her right hand rested on her chest. Seems she was gripping something. Upon further inspection, said something was a necklace. She wasn't paying attention to her surroundings. Staring out on the horizon in deep thought. Her quiver full of arrows and bookbag layed to her left leaning against the tree aswell." }, { "author": "Taela Lumina", "message": "*The Sound of her Dangeling would probably make some Sounds. Same as the arrival at the River should make some Noises that might get the atention of the Wood Elf. However Taela Noticed the Elf herself by seeing her in the corner of her eye. She looked over to her for a short time and then turned her head to the river again. She didn't really care that someone was near her, though the Bow made her a little uncomfortable. Which is why she was a bit on guard. Nobody knows if one is a bandit or not. Better be safe. She then continued Cleaning her Feet as well as the socks which made them a little wet but she didn't care.*\n\n*She then slowly took them on again and then filled her hands with a little bit of water to clean her face a little. She then layed down onto the grass and relaxed a little like she planned to. Though her guard was still a bit on.*" }, { "author": "Erin Hunter", "message": "The wood elf's deep thought would soon come to an end. As it had, she let out a sigh before pushing herself off the tree and onto her on feet. She turned to grab her things but would stop in he tracks as she noticed the Okamimi. Her blue eyes stared at her for awhile. For such a beautiful color, they obviously held venom within them. \n\n\"How much did you see?\"\n\nShe asked, no, demanded the Okamimi to answer. Despite her attempting to sound threatening or scary, her voice seemed to be a bit quieter than she seemed to want it to be. Upon further inspection, her face was a bit wet and her face was red too. Her eyes were watery and red as if she had been crying. Had she?" }, { "author": "Taela Lumina", "message": "*As Taela heard the Elf speak, she raised a brow and opended one eye to look at her*\n\n\" Mh? See what exactly? \"\n\n*She then asked, not giving her face much attention, thus not really noticing her wet face. Though she saw the red tone but didnt care much for it. It just could've been that she was hot or Angry and thus having a red face. After looking a short glimpse at her after the question she closed her Eye before Standing up again and reopening them, revealing her Eyes comepletly now. Taela was actually quite a bit Shorter than the elf just standing there with 1 and a half head lesser of size. But size doesnt really matter does it?. She then Noticed the Wet parts of her face and was now wondering why it was wet there, Did she wash herself? No that would probably look different. She then looked at the redness of her Face and probably her eyes to since thats quite normal when crying,(If she did of course) thinking if this Elf just cried or something*" }, { "author": "Erin Hunter", "message": "The elf wiped her face with her sleeve. The redness clearing up as she looked down upon the Okimimi. She wasn't used to this height difference. Normally she was shorter when she confronted people. Answering her question with another seemed to irritate her. \n\n\"Don't fucking play dumb with me. How long have you been here?\"\n\nThe elf obviously didn't want to be found out for crying. She couldn't be seen weak by anyone. Even if it was just people she met a single time." }, { "author": "Taela Lumina", "message": "\" Look, i dont know what youre onto, but i didn't see anything from you. I just came here and sat down, so what is your Problem? \"\n*She then Asked looking a bit Annoyed since the Elf was a bit rude even though Taela didn't do anything bad to her. Even though The Elf was significantly bigger than her Taele didn't really looked like she was scared. In the time she finished her Sentences she bended down to put on her Footwear real quick in case things could get worse with that Elf.*" }, { "author": "Erin Hunter", "message": "\"You better not be lying\"\n\nShe muttered, clearing her throat so she didn't sound so sad. She examined the Kimimi. It was pretty far from any homes, atleast to the elfs knowledge.\n\n\"What are you doing out here anyway?\"" }, { "author": "Taela Lumina", "message": "\" Oh? Im just taking a break from the exercises i did, thats it \"\n\n*Taela said, now standing up again and looking at Erin at full size. She then looked over to the water and came closer again, Washing her hands when she noticed they were a bit dirty from relaxing on the ground. After that was done she came back to the elf.*\n\n\" Why are you asking though.. \"" }, { "author": "Erin Hunter", "message": "\"Thieves are all around. I was just making sure you weren't going to try and steal from me. I wouldn't want to get my coat dirty with your blood\"\n\nShe smirked as she swung her quiver and bookbag around her back. She was attempting to assert a sort of dominance over the Kimimi. It was unannounced to her that Taela may not care as much as the elf expected of her." } ]

[ { "author": "Taela Lumina", "message": "*As Taela heard said word a little chuckle was heard that would quickly turn into laughter*\n\n\" Hahaha ha don't worry, I'm not c \n going to anything to you.\"\n\n*A few moments later she stopped laughing again. It seemed as though the fact That the elf thought that Taela might rob her was quite funny to Taela.*\n\n\" I'm just doing some exercise here, there is nothing to worry about \"" }, { "author": "Erin Hunter", "message": "To the elf, the comment insinuated that she was scared of this woman. She wasn't scared of anyone. Did she think she was stronger than her? She'll show her who's stronger. Her laughter only seemed more degrading. \n\n\"Don't think I'm scared of you. I just don't want to waste one of my arrows on someone not worth my time\"\n\nSeems she was still a bit emotional and defensive from all that crying she had done before." }, { "author": "Taela Lumina", "message": "\" Mh? When did i say anything threatening to you?...I just said im exercising a bit-..And id like to continue doing that and not fight someone for no reason. Though... Just one Question... Why would i think youre scared of you? I quite dont get why you thought so... \"\n\n*Taela seemed a bit confused about that what the elf said to her, looking at her with a... Welp confused Stare when talking to her. Meanwhile she seemd also a bit annoyed by the elf. Which is completly normal considering that she was just chilling and got interupted by this elf who knows threatens her for no apperant reason. It was also annoying since she now had to prepare for a potential fight. Considering that Seemingly short temper of that elf*" }, { "author": "luminika", "message": "<Ping me when ya answer" }, { "author": "Erin Hunter", "message": "The elf kept her defensive glare as she was asked. Was she being serious? Everything she did seemed to piss her off even more. After a good moment of silence, she merely began to walk off in the direction that the Okamimi had come from initially. With how angry this situation was making her, she decided it would be better to leave before things got messy or loud. \n\n\"I don't have time for this. Have fun exercising that bag of shit you call your body~\"\n\nShe hadn't bothered to even look at her as she left. Leaving a sarcastic comment in a mockingly happy tone as she left." }, { "author": "Taela Lumina", "message": "\" Thats quite Rude my dear. You shouldn't insult others because of their appearance ya know~ \"\n\n*She Said as a sort of goodbye to the pretty rude Elf. Were all Elfes this rude? Probablly not she thought maybe it was just her. She Shrugged and then started walking away to, Jumping to the other side of the river and slowly walking off. Of course the completly different direction. Whilst walking she still was thinking about that elf for a while before completly shrugging it off. Of course everything except those words would only happen if that elf would just continue walking off*" }, { "author": "luminika", "message": "<Is this rp considered... Over? Or do we want to continue this a little more?>\n\n<Welp id leave her alone then since i was kinda bored all the time whilst waiting sorry>" } ]

[ { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*It was a new day, and for Bella Gladstone, it was the beginning of what was likely an adventure that would change her life. She had a goal in mind, to discover where her elder sister Jasmine had disappeared, and the primary clue for her was but her sole weapon, a ritual dagger wielded by oculists. It was, however, a shame that Bella's lack of experience with the world outside of Kadho was relatively minimal, and as a result, had led to her getting a little lost within the Ombu Forest - even with a map and compass in hand. Keeping as cautious as ever, she'd stumble through the thick forested landscape, a fearful look on her face as her boots crunched across the ground, making an audible noise for anyone within a reasonable distance to hear...*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Atop the large branch of a tree, a Canifor sat squat with a bow in hand. Juna had been sitting there, waiting for signal from her Jackal as an alert that there was prey nearby that she could easily shoot down. So far nothing had come up, however, her ears rose to the sound of someone recklessly making their way through the forest. Juna found herself, pressing against the trunk of the tree to keep to the shadowed canopy of its leaves in case an enemy was nearby. There was a moments pause as she sat silently in waiting before the culprit came into view. A Macen whose scent of fear carried as easily as the sound of her crunching her way through the forest. \n\n\nJuna observed her from the shadows, a part of her wanting to keep silent and just let her past, another wondering if the Macen was okay. The way she walked said otherwise. Juna knew her Jackal would be nearby somewhere, drawn to the sounds of clumsiness, but instead of hopping down to where the Macen was, Juna decided to say in a low, hushed voice:*\n\n\"Are you okay miss...?\" *Juna wasn't sure if the Macen would be able to tell where the voice came from, but she at least hoped that would get her attention enough to stop her from causing all the ruckus she was making.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*It the midst of her journey across the forest, the otherwise neatly dressed and delicate Water Macen who made herself known in Juna's eyesight had stopped. However, to say that the way she did it was subtle - and that it was the cause of the Canifor's cautious voice - was far from a lie.*\n\n*Bella's clear unfamiliarity with the forest suddenly made itself known as a thick tree root that was right in Bella's path got caught around one of her boots, immediately catching the apothecary off guard and causing her to stumble forward a few steps in hope to regain her balance. And if the sound of her shoes or the scent of her fear weren't enough to attract attention, it was the volume of her voice that would.*\n\n**\"Eek!\"**\n\n*Bella suddenly cried out in surprise, managing to save herself from falling due to some semblance of dexterity, however feeling a cold chill shiver across her body upon hearing the sound of Juna's voice, having little of a clue where she could have been. Immediately she proceeded to try honing in to her arcane senses to find anyone who could have been hiding, but alas, she couldn't find a single trace of another person. Beads of sweat began to form upon her brow, as she slowly and desperately brandished a dagger by her side... But even with the presence of a weapon now in her person, she didn't look like much of a threat at all.*\n\n\"W-Who is there... State your business...\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna flinched as she watched the Macen fall only to react so fearfully to her question. At the sight of the dagger, Juna grew still. Already, she has had too many bad memories of people with daggers. Most of those memories being close calls to either her or her Jackal nearly getting stabbed.\n\n'Keep calm.' She tells herself, giving a silent reminder to not panic and freeze up as she's had in the past. Juna was starting to get better at it and the thought that this Macen wasn't aware of where she or her Jackal was at least gave Juna a little more confidence. She didn't have to reveal herself, Juna just hoped that Jace could match that. The Canifor took a deep breath, then said more calmly:*\n\n\"I am the lady of the forest...\" *She bit her lip at the response. What a ridiculous statement, but she's already committed. Why not see how far she could go with just that?*\n\n\"Worry not, I am a friend...\" *She continued, forcing more confidence in her tone in contrast to how she felt internally.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*Bella continued to hold the ritual dagger in her hands as she made an attempt to discover Juna... Alas, it was thanks to Juna's skills in stealth as a Huntress that allowed her to go by still undetected by Bella's eyes, even with her capabilities to see in the dark easily.*\n\n*However, it was her calming words that otherwise put Bella into a little more ease. She was far from gullible, and she had little of an idea what a 'Lady of a Forest' actually entailed... But her skills as a merchant were more than enough for Bella to understand that the best way to win over a customer is to appeal to them first, and with the mentioning of how she sounded like a friend... Bella slowly began to relax at the thought.*\n\n*Taking a deep breath as to recompose herself, Bella slowly placed the dagger back into its sheath, before she placed it inside one of her bags, as to show that she did not mean any harm. Her eyes still darting from side to side, she spoke once more.*\n\n\"... I do not know who you are, but I have to say that I must deeply apologize for my intrusion... I'm afraid I have gotten a little lost here in the forest, and alas, navigation with a map has never been a strength of mine, especially in such a thick and winding location such as this... But I quite simply mean no harm to you, or to any of the other forest inhabitants.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*One ear lowered on Juna's head in question. 'That actually worked?' She questioned to herself, surprised that she had managed to seemingly get away with that small statement. Seeing Bella tuck the dagger away allowed the Canifor to relax more. Her tail wrapped neatly around her waist as she feigned silence for a moment while she listened to the Macen's apology. Juna could never get used to those who found the need to apologize to her for mishaps the Canifor usually caused herself, but seeing as she was now meant to be 'the lady of the forest' maybe she should show some form of forgiveness. She cleared her throat before speaking up once more, her confidence gaining with her previous victory of the words she had spoken moments before.*\n\n\"It is the forest that seems to be doing more harm to you than you can do it...\" *Juna added a hint of amusement to her acting tone, hoping it would be more convincing.* \"Do not apologize... I'm sure a simple guide can save you the recklessness... And extended journey... Where is it that you are trying to go...?\"\n\n*Juna went quiet once more to recollect her thoughts. The Macen seemed to be going along with it well enough whether she actually believed what the Canifor said or not, but despite it, things seem to be going fairly well. A smile formed on the Canifor's face, rather genuine as she used it to keep herself from wagging her own tail at the thought.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*Hearing the sound of the 'Lady of the Forest' and her forgiveness for otherwise disrupting the forest was at the very least something that made Bella clearly understand that she was going on the right track. And thankfully, Bella understood that she was capable of handling a situation more easily if it was done less with physical violence and more with just a simple conversation. She couldn't let this opportunity go to waste just now.*\n\n\"I am trying to find the way to the nearest civilization filled with people so that I may search for a library. I have some things that I must study for, but alas, my journey has come without any semblance of fruition. I would appreciate it deeply if I can find a way out of the forest, especially if it is without conflict... The idea of getting hurt deeply frightens me.\" \n\n*As Bella explained her business, it was clear as day on her face that she was speaking the truth. Her face, while the calmest it has been so far, was still rather uncertain, and if one were to closely inspect her, she looked more like a noble than she did a warrior, especially with the brilliant violet and white outfit she wore, which included a skirt so long that it otherwise hid her boots from plain sight, and forced Bella to move around with one hand gripped onto it as to not get it caught onto anything.*\n\n\"So, as I have mentioned before, I would be deeply grateful if you were to assist me. And if you do, I will vouch that I will not try to disturb the peace of these beautiful lands again. I am just not familiar with an environment such as this...\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*'A nearby town?' Juna had almost let out a sigh of relief that she could at least do that. Though she hesitated. If she were to agree to help, she'd have to find some way to guide the Macen out of the forest without her knowing of the Canifor's location. The forest was thick enough, but Juna didn't trust the idea that a simple falter of step wouldn't be the key factor that lead to her whole 'lady of the forest' story being proved false. She was just a simple Canifor Huntress after all.\n\nThere was a noticeable moment of her not speaking as she quickly racked her thoughts of how she could help this poor lady. She didn't seem at all prepared for true combat, but Juna knew how much damage a cornered prey can do and she didn't want to risk her giving a reason to want to attack. Maybe she can send a guide, yes that's right Juna can summon some sort a guide to help show her the way. 'Spirit Wolves' Juna thought, remembering the spell. She knew she'd need to stall a bit before they could be summoned, so she began to get to work.\n\nClosing her eyes, she scrunched up her face in concentration as three circles began to form atop the branch she sat hidden on. Soon enough the wolves will appear, but for now Juna could at least get the Macen heading in the right direction.*\n\n\"There are two civilizations nearby...\"*She spoke casting out her memory of the towns around here that she had went by when coming to search this forest with its prey after a long trip from Salvania.*\n\n\"One is a capitol, very large and maze-like... It can be hard to navigate, but may carry the library you wish to seek... The other is a more small Capitol located upon a river... Probably a good place to get rest from your long journey...\" *Two options, Juna gave her as the rings in front of the Canifor took its time to summon the wolves. At least with this, she'll have enough time to summon a wolf guide to her aid without being seen.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*For a brief moment, Bella couldn't help but to feel a little suspicious at the absence of sound that had come out of the 'Lady of the Forest' despite her offer. For a woman who was quite possibility a hidden apparition, a spirit holding great power... She wasn't the most focused on conversation.*\n\n*That was when she noticed the wolves that appeared before her, gasping quietly before taking a cautious step back, as not to alert the wolves who were slowly approaching her.* \"Good heavens... Creating animal-like beings out of plain magic... Incredible.\" *She couldn't help but to compliment, although she didn't want to take any chances. In the darkness of the night, she wanted to get out of the place as soon as possible... But that was when the opportunity of a choice had made itself present.*\n\n\"Two civilizations... Well, both sound like promising places but...\" *Bella knew all too well what the risk could have been if she decided to stay in the forest any longer to go to the otherwise maze-like capitol that Juna had explained. Judging from the information, the one near the river was the best bet, and it would have been a good place for Bella to get some fresh river water along the way just in case.*\n\n\"So be it. I will make my presence for you as short as it can possibly be, and I'll ask that I can be guided to the smaller Capitol. I don't believe I am pressed for time on a matter like this, aside for my own survival.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna kept herself pressed against the trunk of the tree for the time being as Bella was making her choice. With the wolves she could go more undetected, but she'd still need to travel alongside them to tell them where to go. The Canifor dug her claws into the bark of the tree, readying herself for tree-traveling. She didn't do it all the time, but Juna could at least make sure that she only traveled along the strongest branches that she could see in the dark. \n\n\nDown below, the three wolves that formed in front of the Macen sat still as if waiting instruction. Despite taking on the appearance of an average grey wolf, there was still a more spiritual magic hidden beneath, at least where the spell had come into play. Juna turned to look out towards where the river town was. From her high vantage in the trees, it wasn't too hard to catch sight of the water glimmering with its moonlit surface. Turaulon, time to head towards it. Juna closed her eyes, concentrating as she began directing the wolves where to go in silent instruction. The wolves faced the direction the Capitol was in. One wolf began to walk on ahead while the other two sat back by the Macen's side.*\n\n\"Use the wolves to guide you...\" *Juna said in her calm 'lady of the forest' voice.* \"They will take you to the river Capitol...\"" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*Watching as the wolves slowly made a makeshift convey - with them as the guards and her as the 'precious cargo' of sorts, Bella couldn't help but to be intrigued by these spiritual beasts and their loyal behavior. It only made her feel the more secure as she began to travel along, following the wolf in front of her and using her keen night vision to allow her to see what has head to some extent.*\n\n*Yet as she walked, the caution that was ever-present with Bella remained. Just because she now had something to protect her didn't mean that she was out of the woods, and her ability to sense magic was otherwise dulled by the presence of the spiritual wolves that were around her person. She didn't want to show her ritual dagger once again at the sight of danger, but as soon as something dared prey on her, Bella knew all too well that it was time to run away.*\n\n*As a result, all that she could trust was that of which she sensed with her eyes and her ears... Both of which were filled with perplexing new sights and sounds that otherwise were typically new for the sheltered apothecary.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna began to walk across the branch, moving on fours so as to retain her grip on it. All the while, down below the wolves moved almost in sync, making their way through the overgrowth with ease. Occasionally there was the absent rustling of something else within the forest, maybe prey, maybe even her Jackal. Juna kept the second thought in mind with the knowledge that Jace wouldn't be far away. At least he could follow their scents, he could even be flanking them at the moment somewhere within the large grasses and weeds of the forest. Juna simply hoped he didn't suddenly jump out at the group. The wolves could at least give him hesitation, but she could never be sure with her pet.\n\nThe further they progressed in the dark forest, the more she had become aware of the silence passing between them. Maybe the Macen was taking it all in or maybe she figured the 'lady of the forest' had already vanished or whatever it was the lady of the forest did. Juna wasn't quite sure herself, more surprised by the impromptu in it all. As she traveled along the branches, she moved rather swiftly, occasionally stopping to make sure the wolves and Macen were getting on fine without any disturbances the forest may throw at them. Seeing nothing in sight, the Canifor began to relax a bit.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*It was that lack of silence from the 'Lady of the Forest' that had made Bella raise an eyebrow, the same silence of which Juna was aware of. All of a sudden, Bella spoke up, her head turning from left to right as she began to look around as she heard the rustling in the area surrounding her.*\n\n\"So, Lady of the Forest... Since you clearly must be one who understands a lot of this region, do you perhaps understand what is making that noise? Or perhaps it is for the best that you warn us beforehand. I appreciate the protection, however to say that you're doing everything in your power to aid me feels rather doubtful, to say the least. But I mean no offense, once again, I can not understate how much I am indebted to your help.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna kept herself relaxed as she traveled along the branches, listening to the words of the Macen. She had to appear that she knew what she was talking about, though spending most of her time in the forest it wouldn't be that hard to explain the noises that a forest makes. 'The noises that the forest makes.' She thinks to herself as she continued. That could serve as explanation. Juna smiled, taking on the role that she had made up herself. She was the lady of the forest, she knew the forest like the back of her hand.*\n\n\"Worry not... The forest only speaks to you...\" *Juna said with a glimmer in her eyes at what she was able to come up with.* \"The creatures of the night are restless, but they are not the ones to fear...\"\n\n*Juna hoped that much was true, she's already had encounters with viscous creatures though most of the time they were only viscous because she had either tried fighting them or they were under control of some sorts.*\n\n\"Show calm and carry it with you... The forest can sense your emotions as can those that inhabit it...\" *Juna didn't mind the suspicion that Bella probably had with her, Juna was just a makeshift being in the forest, but perhaps she could take her own advice and carry a sense of calm with herself. Being a pet owner, she's learned that they matched whatever emotion she gave off and in some cases Macen's weren't so different.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*The more that Juna explained some relatively interested context about how one's emotions needed to be kept in check at all times for the sake of one's safety within such a winding and cluttered location such as a forest, where one could easily lose sense of their bearings if they were inexperienced or careless... The more that Bella visibly appeared calm to the eyes of the spirit wolves which had escorted her across.*\n\n*To her, the information was downright interesting, something that she never had heard of even within the darkest reaches of her family library... And new knowledge was always an exciting prospect, as much as Bella was personally used to having her knowledge appear in the form of the written word.*\n\n\"So, do you find the job being the 'Lady of the Forest' as a meaningful task?\" *Bella spoke once more, her voice seemingly more pleasant than it had ever been during their interaction.* \"It is quite interesting to think that you may have spent so long as... Whoever you may be. As for myself, this is in fact the first time I've found myself in such an environment... Let alone anywhere outside of my home. You could say that my life was rather enclosed on my studies rather than the outside world... But this reminds me that this was what my sister was often doing while I was reading... Not to say that it is **Very** Clearly a dangerous place regardless of her enjoyment.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*At Bella's question, Juna found herself saying in her head: 'Well I've only just gotten this job a few minutes ago, how about you?' Juna knew better than to actually respond with that, but the thought did amuse her. She listened to Bella for a while longer, letting her get all her words out before finally responding.*\n\n\"It is only as meaningful as those that care to see it...\" *She says.* \"Not many seek my guidance, but those who find it may take meaning in my assistanc...\" \n\n*Juna crept down onto another branch that grew short of the one she was on, making her way more easily through the treetops than those having to brush through the shrubbery below. There were moments when she had to wait for them to catch up so as not to lose sync with them before continuing once more. \n\nListening to Bella speak about her life before coming here, Juna couldn't find much relation in. Bella stayed enclosed in a life of studies, while Juna spent her time playing in the woods and learning to hunt. Bella had a sister, Juna never had a sister, at least not one that she's known about with her limited knowledge of her real family. She began to reflect a bit from the realization on their differences, but shaking it off she continued:*\n\n\"The world holds many dangers only to those who lack the knowledge to face it... You speak of studying much, but that can hold little to actually experiencing it...\" *Juna figured that was obvious enough with how their earlier encounter had gone. Bella scrambling to draw a weapon out on nothing as far as she can tell. Sure, she could still try attacking the wolves, but without knowing where Juna was, the Macen might as well be fighting air itself.*\n\n\"Your sister makes daring decisions in the pursuit of enjoyment... What is it that you do for such?\"" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "\"Oh, is that so?\" *Bella questioned as she only began to chuckle as well, seeing the humor in Juna's philosophical sentences.* \"Then **That** Make sense. But how long you've been here is not a pressing issue. If it is your first time escorting a lady out of the forest, then so far you're doing quite wonderfully, if I say so myself. As of how long I've been working...\"\n\n*Bella would suddenly tap a finger to her chin in thought, before she'd raise in slightly in remembrance. At this very moment, she had paid little attention to the various noises of the forest, let alone Juna's presence, instead focusing on the chat between herself and the 'Lady of the Forest', still clearly unaware of who her true identity was.*\n\n\"I had inherited the family shop alongside my sister the very day I turned but eighteen years of age. In fact, this would mean that I've been managing it with her for at least nine whole years. The two of us decided to turn it into an apothecary, and as a result, it had always made a tidy sum of silver per day. More importantly, I believe it was what brought my sister and I together... Yes. It was what had brought us together.\"\n\n*A small frown crept up on Bella's face as she reminded herself of what she had done to her sister just a few days ago. It appeared regretful and guilty in Juna's eyes... But Bella would quickly proceed to shake off that look, feigning a smile once more.*\n\n\"In fact... Why I enjoyed the idea of becoming an apothecary was the idea of helping others in my sort of way. I was always someone who was scared of my own shadow, so I tried to learn more of the world, to try and understand why it was so scary to begin with... It drove me away, but when I turned to creating potions... What I put in was what I got... It was magic and science, two brilliant topics, all rolled into one wonderful outcome.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna tilted her head a bit to the side at Bella's change in expression. It was obvious that something bothered her, though to Juna's little knowledge of it, she couldn't pinpoint what. The way Bella spoke of becoming an apothecary with her sister seemed to carry some happiness in her words even as she continued on with wanting to learn more of the world. The want to learn more, Juna could at least relate to though she was curious with Bella's method of going about it.*\n\n\"Is that why you find yourself here?\" *Juna questioned.* \"In the middle of a forest, creating enough noise to be heard for miles on end?\"\n\n*Part of Juna was thinking that maybe she really was caught going in the wrong direction or maybe she had been looking for herbs of sorts. Either way, Juna couldn't blame her for getting lost out here. If Juna herself was at ground level, it probably would have been harder to navigate the forest herself.*\n\n\"Magic is for those of commitment, those who can put every ounce of their being in what they cast... Are you looking to do the same in your search of knowledge?\" *It was more so a question of whether or not the Macen was prepared for strain the use of magic can have if unready for it. Like all ways of fighting, it would be a tiring process and though Juna was no expert herself, the overuse of it was always exhausting to her even with the most simplest of spells.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*Just for a couple of seconds, Bella had remained silent at Juna's mentioning of why she was in the forest in the first place. It was true that she had gotten lost, and she admittedly didn't even want to be in the forest to begin with. However, there was definitely a reason why she was out in the wide open world having an adventure like this one, even if so far, it wasn't going as she had planned it to go.*\n\n\"... No, Lady of the Forest.\" *Bella suddenly replied as she gripped onto her beautiful skirt just a little tighter in response, trying to hold back her emotions at the thought of what she done, especially after the advice she had received prior about her emotions and fear.*\n\n\"I'm afraid that my motive for setting out into something so... So... Dangerous is for a motivation that is not among my own interests. Admittedly... I **Loathe** The idea of throwing myself into such perils like these. When you know a fair amount of the world... You know what it's capable of doing to harm you. It's perhaps why I had stayed in the comforts of my home for so long... I'm scared.\"\n\n*With one hand still on her skirt, Bella suddenly stopped as she gripped onto her shoulder with her free hand, trying to hold back tears from streaming down her face.*\n\n\"Why I'm here... Is as a result of my own foolishness. I drove my sister off in an argument, and now she has disappeared from the face of Ramul Ta... I haven't the slightest idea what has happened but... I **Must** Find her.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna paused mid-step as she turned back to look at Bella while she explained her motives for coming out here. At first, Juna simply wanted to shake her head in disappointment as the 'lady of the forest' would have done at the girls' response for not having the commitment towards magic, but as she began to tell her story of how her sister had run away ending with the Water Macen breaking down in tears, Juna quickly fell silent. She didn't mean to make her cry about something in her past and Juna quickly fought the urge to apologize and try to comfort her. No, she was the lady of the forest. She couldn't simply go down there to stop the tears of something long passed. Instead, she clenched her teeth and directed the wolves to stop walking.\n\nEach wolf turned to look at the crying Macen, though they didn't exactly have a look of sympathy to their gaze. The lead wolf walked back to her, giving a small lick to her hand as if to help ease her sorrow. It's what Jace would have done if Juna was lost in such despair and it was all she could have them do to calm the girl. \n\nOnce she had recovered from the initial surprise of it, she finally spoke up:*\n\n\"None can stop the tragedies of things long passed... You can only look to what can be done now...\" *Juna said whimsically, her mind traveling with her own words.* \"You mustn't dwell on the past when there's still a chance of finding her... All it takes is a step at a time...\"\n\n*Juna continued, her heat fluttering as she spoke. She never knew her real family, but the one that found her was enough to keep her going. Sure there were times when she missed them and sure even now, she has made her own foolish decisions and may likely continue to do so, but for the time being, Juna didn't mind living in this moment. She was the Lady of the Forest. Here to guide the Water Macen to safety and whether or not the moment last, Juna would enjoy her temporary title in the meantime.*\n\n\"Yesterday is history...\" *She said quietly.* \"Tomorrow is a mystery... But today is a gift... That's why it's called the present...\"\n\n*With that, she turned to continue moving along the branches, the city no longer looking so far away, maybe a few minutes walk by now if they kept up progress. She gazed back at the Macen girl, tilting her head towards her in thought from where she sat.*\n\n\"How will you spend today...?\"" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*In the darkness of the situation at hand, Bella felt herself fall down into her knees as she reached into her bag once again... This time pulling out a cloth to wipe her crying face of it's tears. It was true that there was a chance to find Jasmine again, it was true that there was an opportunity to make things right. And it was true that what was done in the past, was very firmly done - and Bella couldn't change it anymore.*\n\n*Still, the apothecary understood the gravity of the quest that was before her. She just got lost in a forest today, what was going to happen next? Something worse? She wasn't always going to have the 'Lady of the Forest' guiding her to safety. She **Wanted** To help Jasmine, investigate her disappearance and bring her back home to Kadho.*\n\n*... But she had no sense of adventure. She knew all too well about how dangerous the world was.*\n\n\"I... I want to try to find her but... Surely you must understand... I am not a powerful warrior, a skilled mage or a silent hunter... I am but a merchant and a lady who studies herbs and creates potions. I wish I was capable of doing so but... If I found myself in danger yet again... I can not rely on you all of the time.\"\n\n*As she'd explain herself, the lead wolf would in fact approach her licking her hand, which Bella would simply accept... Before she in fact tried to pull the friendly beast into a soft hug.*\n\n\"I understand that I've said it before... But it is the truth. I am scared of what may happen...\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*The wolf nuzzled the Macen as if she were just a pup while she hugged the beast, the other two that accompanied it simply laying down in response. Juna watched her thoughtfully. She was scared just as the Canifor was when in a close fight situation. To that Juna had a feeling of sympathy.*\n\n\"No warrior begins with the skills of combat and not everyone is made for combat...\" *Juna looked at her hand, balling it into a tight fist before releasing it once more.* \"Everyone has their own strengths... And it's those that learn to utilize said strengths that become a true warrior of themselves...\"\n\n*She relaxed on the branch, coming to lay down on it slightly as she watched the young Macen.*\n\n\"You want to find her... But how much are you willing to give in order to? How much are you willing to learn about yourself with what lies between now and then?\" *This was a question that even Juna couldn't answer for herself for she didn't know what she was looking for. Not the bond between sisterhood that's for sure, for she's never felt one like that. However, maybe there was something else for her out there.*" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*Juna's wise words rung true across Bella's ears as she slowly began to stroke the fur of the spiritual wolf that had proceeded to nuzzle her, her shoulders visibly relaxing as a smile actually managed to creep up to her face once more.*\n\n\"You... You are correct. It is true that I am not a warrior and to say that I am flawed as a combatant is but me being honest. I've never even **Tried** To harm somebody deliberately... And I've always preferred not to fight to begin with... And perhaps it is why we've met on good terms, rather than using my fear to fight against anything that in reality didn't mean any harm. Sometimes, it's just better **Not** To fight at all, and resolve our issues through other means.\"\n\n*She'd then place a hand underneath the chin of one of the other wolves, beginning to gently scratch it.* \"... I can't see myself running Gladstone Apothecary on my own. I want my sister to forgive me, to see the woman that I've become is one that she can be happy of. If I have to throw myself in danger just so we can reunite... I'm frightened of danger yet... I'm more afraid of what may be happening to my sister. Even if I may not be able to do much, there must be **Something** I can do, correct?\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna gave a grateful nod at Bella's understanding, feeling relieved that she didn't have to further explain the cryptic words that came to her mind.*\n\n\"The answer may not always be clear... But with enough faith, you'll find a way to get your sister back. There will be others out there to teach you, even more that can help you more than I.\" *Juna concluded with a dip of acknowledgement that this was all just an act and she was still nothing more than a huntress.* \"Find those worth your trust and your little quest will become easier... Find those untrustworthy and feign caution. You'll know what to do when a situation presents itself... Just have faith in your capabilities... In who you are... And others just may believe in you as well...\"\n\n*Juna gave a small wink, naught to be seen but it was in indication to who the Macen believed she was over who she truly was.* \"Come now... The Capitol draws near... And with it, a place to rest.\"" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "*Bella felt the faith that she had placed within herself grow a little upon the short, yet still effectively inspiring, speech that she had explained. It was all true. She wasn't always going to be on her own, and as much as she knew that she couldn't always rely on others, Bella still understood that with a friend, her burden could at least be relieved a little. She just needed to take that first step.*\n\n\"You're correct... But I think there is one other thing that I need to do on this journey as well.\" *Bella suddenly mentioned, as she pulled herself up from the ground, and then proceeded to brush off some of the grass and dirt from her otherwise long skirt.* \"I should be improving my skills as an alchemist as well. My sister always was the one to gather the ingredients while I was the one with the magical experience... Perhaps dipping my toes a little into making new potions sounds like quite the interesting endeavor. And as such, it may lead into me stumbling into you again. But I promise, it will not out of disdain for those who inhabit these lands, but rather to continue helping others out. Just because I am far away from home doesn't mean that I should no longer maintain my duties, much like you're maintaining your own this very moment.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna dipped her head in acceptance. The forest was for everyone, at least those who don't wish to outright destroy it.*\n\n\"Take whatever you need from the forest, nothing more.\" *She stated. It was always the one rule the Canifor went by whenever hunting. She would simply hunt enough to provide food for her and her Jackal and anything spare she'd simply sell to the rest. Juna didn't know much alchemy herself to know what ingredients Bella was talking about, but she was at least aware of the few plants and herbs that carried healing prowess to themselves.\n\nJuna was glad that Bella can see to it that she best take her of herself no matter what that survival may entail and in response, Juna says:*\n\n\"I look forward to the day we shall meet once again. I'm sure by then, you will obtain skills unlike anything you can imagine currently.\"" }, { "author": "nimbusspark", "message": "\"As do I.\" *Bella responded as she emerged out from a thick covering of trees to notice something that was otherwise her goal, at least for the night.*\n\n*Civilisation, or to be more specific, the minor nation of Turaulon.*\n\n\"But listen, for this to be the start of my adventure, I'm glad to realize that this may not be as worrisome as I had first thought. Well, of course there will be adversity, but it isn't an adventure without one. All of those things said and done... It has been an honor to meet you, and I sincerely do hope that one day, we will meet again, the two of us better ladies as a result.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*As Bella emerged to the town just beyond, the three wolves slowly began to fade from view. Only the small glimmerings of light signified that they were once there. Juna crept along the branch before finding a comfortable place to sit where she could see the city just before them as well as keep Bella in view.*\n\n*With a smile, she says:* \"It was nice to meet you too... I wish you luck on your journey young traveler...\" \n\n*Part of Juna doubted that they would encounter one another and even if they did, chances where they wouldn't recognize one or the other. After all they had never given their true identities, but maybe there was a small chance that they would know, even if it ages passed. Maybe.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna relaxed back on the branch that she sat on, having just guided a Macen through the forest to a nearby town. From here, she could see it in the gloom of the night with her enhanced senses, but now she averted her attention back to the forest from which she traversed through, beginning to make her way back. Down far below her, her Jackal companion had finally appeared from the shrubbery of the woods, sniffing around at the base of the trees in search of prey.*" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "*She just arrived in the forest and is quite curious of the forest itself as she moves around and smells the air sorrounding her and she picks up junas scent but ignores it*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna gazed down at the forest floor, catching sight of the Canifor wandering down below her. Her head tilted a bit to the side. It had been a long while since she's seen any other Canifor around, maybe this one was another forest dweller. Juna's jackal, Jace, picked up the scent of the other Canifor, sniffing along the ground before lifting his head and letting out a low growl in her direction.*" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "*As she was sniffing in the area she hears the jackals hows and inhales and howls back at the jackal in response that she is not a threat*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Jace's ear rose up as his growling subsided, giving way to the sound of him barking as if trying to alert Juna. Juna gave a quiet giggle at her Jackal, always the same with him, though even she couldn't stop her ears from shooting up at the sound of the canifor's howl.* \"Who goes there?\" *Juna would ask in a more authoritative voice than she felt she could maintain.*" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "*She was a bit docile at the moment and not the in the mood to fight* Abigail Cyril whats yours? *She says that in more authority*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna sat down cross-legged on the branch she was on, debating between whether or not to say her real name or just go along with other persona she was creating.* \"You can call me... Juna...\" *She finally said, deciding to stick her actual name with the knowledge that hiding that identity would probably be difficult.*" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "Ok Juna where are you then afraid *Laughing like a jerk*\n\nAre you afraid to show yourself I can just follow your aromatic scent aroound" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna's tail flicked to the side. Usually she would be afraid seeing as her Jackal was down below her, closer to harm's way, but she couldn't sense any signs of aggressions from this Canifor, especially now as her Jackal had finally began quieting up his barking after a while of doing such.* \"No, I'm not afraid.\" *She says in a thoughtful tone.* \"I just like the view from here... Do you want to join me?\"" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "Huh nobody asked me to join them or i just forgot im not sure the branch could hold my weight though *She just sits on the ground and ate some bread*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna gave a warm smile from where she sat. Her Jackal stared at the food the Canifor ate, sniffing the air to catch the scent of it with mild interest.* \"Branches are more sturdy than you may think. I'm sure it could hold your weight... That is... If you're not too afraid to climb up.\" *Juna teased.*" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "*Her ears perked as if she was insulted* Fine! I'll show you i can climb *She then puts her stuff in her bag and runs on all 4 to the tree and climbs it fast as she just cawed her way up* There *Now on the trunk of the tree*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna waited for her as she climbed up the trunk of the tree, her tail flicking to the side expectantly.* \"It's not much further now.\" *She encouraged even though she was sure Abigail would make it up on her own with her defiance towards Juna's words.*" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "*She keeps climbing up and reaches the branch on your on, she then sits beside you being a bit built than you*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna inched a bit to the side, giving Abigail more space before saying:* \"See? The branch does support your weight.\" *She gave a light smile before turning her gaze to look down towards the forest floor where her Jackal sat, looking up at them.*" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "*She kewps calm up the tree and in hales like it used a lot of energy to climb the tree* I dont like climbing trees even though i want to but its just a waste of energy" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"I don't think it's a waste...\" *She said quietly before gazing out towards the capitol that sat just beyond the forest they were in.* \"There's so much to see up here and... Some people think it gives a nice height advantage...\"" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "I dont use the bow so i wont know what height advantage is?" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"That's fine... Sometimes the height is just good to check out your surroundings... Or be able to stay out of view of those looking to fight...\"" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "Just like what you did earlier huh but uts nearly impossible to hide on a canifor" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*She gives a light laugh.*\n\"Yeah... I guess you're right... But I have to admit... It's been a while since I've seen another Canifor...\"" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "*She then laughs and nearly fell* Ahh *Grabs tight on the branch*\n\nI nearly fell that would hurt a lot" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"Yeah-\" *She said, letting out a sigh of relief that she didn't have to witness the Canifor fall from a height this large.* \"You're meant to sit and watch at great heights... Not fall from them-\" *Juna said, holding back a nervous laugh.*" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "*She just then goes down the tree landing on her feet and just sits on the bushes around it*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*She tilts her head to the side.* \"So what were you doing in the forest anyways? Hunting for something?\"" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "Yeah its the perfect time to hunt as the full moon empowers me a n hunt those boarsc" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna raised an eyebrow in question.* \"You hunt for boars?\" *She asked in a surprised tone.*" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "I hunt boars there the best source of protien and there hides can be sold for a hefty price" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"Oh... I don't usually see boars... If I'm lucky I might be able to catch a deer or two... They carry a lot of meat on them-\"" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "I hunt everything even macens if needed" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Her eyes widened.* \"Macens... Why them?\" *She questioned in shock.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "Sometimes macens have a lot of silver and food with them, I havent kill one yet but i stole from a party once i got 3 silver from them" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna had let out a small sigh of relief, her tail flicking back upwards as she glanced back down to Abigail.* \"But... Why steal from them? There is plenty of food in the forest...\"" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "Sometimes you have to do that to survive\n\nPlus they happen to be bandts so yeah worth it" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"I guess that's... Not so bad...\" *Juna said, leaning back against the trunk of the tree. Jace had walked up to the bushes Abigail was sitting on and went around them, sniffing for the food she had earlier.*" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "*It was on heer bag and she eats one of them and gives some to the jackal* You have a nice jackal as a pet I have a pet bunny shes in my bag right now" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Jace took the food, dropping it on the ground as he ate away at it. Juna looked down at Abigail with a face of confusion.* \"A pet bunny...? But aren't rabbits... Prey...?\" *She asked.*" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "I pity these poor creatures isnt that right? *She picks it up from her bag and pulls out a sleeping white cotton tail*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna stared down at the rabbit. She supposed it was a little adorable, but part of her couldn't see it much more than a small animal of prey. Jace lifted his gaze as he saw the rabbit pulled, staring at it hungrily. He had let out a bark at it in turn.*" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "*She growles at jace for barking and waking her bunny* Hey dont scare my little bun bun *She then gets some grass and feeds it*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Jace growled back at the Canifor, his hackles raising from her keeping the food from him. Juna tightened her grip on the trunk of the tree before carefully leaping down to the forest floor.*\"Easy Jace... Easy...\"*She said, coming to give the Jackal a small pat on his head. Jace gave a grumbled bark in response, his gaze not wavering from the rabbit.*" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "*The rabbit shaking in fear decided to jump and run around* Oi get back *Starts to chase after it*\n\nCome back *She catches it and puts it in her bag where it calmed down*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Jace would give to chase to the rabbit, his tail wagging in excitement at seeing the creature flee. As the rabbit was picked up and put into the Canifor's bag, he would bark up at her in frustration of her taking away the rabbit.*" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "*She does a heavy growl at jace for attempting to kill her pet* You want my bunny! You have to go to me first" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Jace snapped up at the Canifor as if daring to try. Juna quickly ran over to him and picked the Jackal up, holding him in her arms.* \"I'm sorry... He's just... So used to hunting rabbits I guess...\"*Juna said quietly.*" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "I did the same at first until this cutie infatuated me with her cuteness at first i hunt rabbits qhen i was a pup back then after i see them suffer i completely stop" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna ran a hand along her Jackal's back. She didn't like seeing animals suffer either, that's why she usually put them out of their misery rather quickly whenever she hunts.* \"I guess boars would make more sense to hunt than rabbits... They don't carry as much food on them...\" *Juna said, agreeing with Abigail for her pet's sake rather than what she really thought of the creature.*" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "Mhmm rabbits are just good with thier hides plus there aint worth the energy once they start running" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"Well... Usually I could just shoot an arrow at them before they start running but... I guess they do make chasing them hard... Not that that would... Discourage Jace from trying...\" *She said with a small chuckle.*" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "*She growls at jace againbefore picking up the scared bunny and pets it tocalm down*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*The jackal swiveled his head back, snapping at Abigail.*\"Please-\"*Juna said to the both of them in an attempt to get them to lashing out at one another.*\"I'm sorry about him...\"*She apologized.*\"He's not the best around small animals...\"" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "*She stops growling and her bunny fell asleep again*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Her ears lowered slightly as she looked over to the rabbit.*\"I guess we shouldn't be keeping you from your hunt then...\"*She said with a small frown forming as she rested her head atop Jace's before glancing to the forest beyond.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "*She then hides the bunny in her bag and draws her axe sniffs the air for prey*\n\nWanna join me for some hunting" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna's ears pricked up in slight surprise, before she eventually asks in a confused tone:*\"You want me to hunt with you...?\"*It was hard for Juna to really tell what goes on through this Canifor's mind especially with the aggression between her and Jace.*" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "I cant fight 5 boars without being killed i really need a hand or a paw too\n\nCome on were going to lose them if we keep standing" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna didn't make a move, asking:*\"But... Why would you try to fight five boars...? Don't you only need one?\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "Ac:These ones form groups and since they group more meat and hide" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna gave a doubtful look, but instead of saying anything, she simply gave a small sigh.*\n\"Alright.\"" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "You dont look interested you can just leave them to me and just go whereever you want to be" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna gave a light dip of her head.* \"Alright then, Jace and I were just about to head back to our part of the forest anyways...\"*She said, giving the Jackal a pat on his back.*\"It was nice getting to meet you though.\"" }, { "author": "Abigail_Cyril(Canifor)", "message": "Yep so long macen *She then marches on all 4s to the location of the boars*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"Actually I'm a-\" *She began before seeing the other Canifor walk off. Juna closed her mouth and gave a small dip of her head before turning and heading back off to her forest.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Lucrum T. Khamiel", "message": "*The young man after a few moments of scanning his surroundings would catch movement just out of his peripheral. Lucrum would dismount his equine and approached. He didn't know whether to stay hidden or to make his presence known just yet. . .*\n\n*As he came closer he'd come to the realization it was a young maiden. He'd keep his guard up however from prior experiences as he makes his presence known. She seemed to be an elf and from was he could infer a relatively smaller one. . . What was she doing out here alone?*\n\n*He realizes now being a dozen feet away. . . It would be an odd occurrence if she had spotted him and possibly mistaken whim for trailing her. . . So in doing so, Lucrum had the wise idea of making a entrance! Why not? He thinks hastily about making his first impression. Leaning against the trunk off a tree and crossing his arms. . . He gives himself a mental high-five at his creativity, as he clears his throat loudly. Trying his best to not laugh at himself*\n\n\"It seem like your very in-tuned with nature. . .\"\n**He pushes his glasses back**" }, { "author": "artymyella", "message": "The clair-skinned fae elf was blissfully unaware of the young male near her. She was too busy appreciating nature and the color green until it was too late.\n\nWhen she heard the throat clear and the masculine voice, she kind of froze and got startled in her mind. And kind of out of her mind too, judging by how her pupils shrank rapidly as she realized she wasn't alone.\n\nStill, she did her darn best to try and not sound rude as she replied, although she unwittingly let out how surprised, and at the same time, timid, she as.\n\n\"I live here.\"" }, { "author": "Lucrum T. Khamiel", "message": "*He raises his eyebrows in intrigue. A moment of silence fills the air as he thinks of something to retort with. He snapped his fingers in concern*\n\n\"But— There is no city here?. . . No houses?— Wait, what is place called? . . \"\n*He drops his arms placing them to his sides. As he approaches the lady, he does his utmost to be casually. Seeing as he had just appeared and started a conversation*" }, { "author": "artymyella", "message": "\"Uh... M-mister, actually. There is.\" Lyra nervously replied, trying to crack a grin.\n\nThe fact she didn't have her Mom to do most of the talking was making this very awkward. As in, more awkward than necessary. But she'd try to put a bit of effort into the talk.\n\n\"T-The name of this place is Ombu.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Lucrum T. Khamiel", "message": "*Lucrum's face dropped in relief as he realizes Ombu was where he decided to get lost at. He had only been to Ombu once or— well twice in his lifetime. Actually, he was unsure why he hadn't visited more. As he vaguely remembers a meeting being held here in adolescence years. It was a beautiful place to sightsee, probably the reason how he ended up here. He snaps back to reality as he realizes, he was in his head again, Lucrum chuckles shaking his head. Where was his manners?*\n\n\"Om—bu—. . . Ombu!—Ahah, It makes sense now! A lot of sense actually—! That means your a Wood Elf right?—Or wait a Fae! Your a Fae!—\"\n*He winces at the his assumption, knowing it was quite rude . . . Especially from a Macen*\n\n\"Ah, Forgive me. . .I didn't mean to intrude on your walk ma'am. Just wanted a sense of direction. . .\"\n*He shakes his head, his tone apologetic. He didn't introduce himself. . . Yet*\n\n\"Oh yeah, My manners. . . I am Lucrum T. Khamiel! It's a pleasure to meet you—...\"\n*He bows his head to her, awaiting her name as an answer. It would be good to mention now. Lucrum was indeed a Macen, his skin was Carmel. He wore a bloused long sleeve shirt and a red tailored jacket. However her wore it on his shoulders as if it was a cape. His glasses were round with tinted red to match his jacket. All-In-All, he dressed all to rather snazzy for someone to be from Ombu.*\n\n*He was a foreigner to her; but she wasn't to him. If she was familiar with High or Dark Elves, she could piece together that he had some of their mannerisms.*" }, { "author": "artymyella", "message": "Lyra wasn't that much offended with having her sub-species being mistaken. She was more worried over making the guy hate her...\n\nShe did her best to not it show through her face. If one glanced at her eyes long enough, though, they'd figure out how worried she was over the situation. Her journey barely began and she was already proving herself as the worst conversionalist in the land...\n\n\"Name's Lyra.\" She was quick and to the point, but not in a rude or professional way. More like a socially awkward one. \"Lyra Fiala.\"" }, { "author": "Lucrum T. Khamiel", "message": "*Lucrum was an observant fellow, he picked up on Lyra's discomfort. But wasn't able to pinpoint what was the source. He started to think he had weirded her out with appearing out of nowhere his expression softened.*\n\n\"What brings you out here Lyra?\"" }, { "author": "artymyella", "message": "\"I, am actually... Planning to leave.\" Lyra explained, while twirling a thick string of her own hair.\n\n\"I wanna go out and explore. Find out what I missed while living here... And, m-maybe, also find inspiration for my artsy stuff.\" She explained, hanging her head low in a timid motion." }, { "author": "Lucrum T. Khamiel", "message": "*Lucrum would nod at her, he understood what she meant going off to start her own life. . . For a moment he sees himself as a similar to Lyra. As he himself sought for the same thing. He makes his way over to Lyra to hear her better*\n\n\"An Artisan? — Sounds like quite to career, I'd actually like to see what you'd come up with. . .\"\n*He rolls his eyes, at how ironic this may sound as he retort*\n\n\"I am actually an Artisan myself, but life has preoccupied my time. I haven't been able to express my creativity on the canvas is awhile. . . Do you have any art that I can see?\"" }, { "author": "artymyella", "message": "Lyra felt pretty flustered with the words. It sounded a bit too good to be true, but she didn't think twice as she opened her bag and began to seek for her drawings and writings.\n\n\"H-Here they are! Sorry if they... Sound a bit weird.\" She said with a half-smile as she began to demonstrate them.\n\nMost of them were from creatures one would find in a book. Others were a bit about her fellow Fae elves. And others were about nature in general. Her handwriting wasn't the most finesse of them all, but it was cursive and still readable; the texts themselves were poems and short stories, majorly fantastically fictional in nature." }, { "author": "Lucrum T. Khamiel", "message": "*Lucrum is silent through the entirety of the showcases, he cupped his chin with his left hand. He could tell she was just getting started on her journey but nonetheless she had ample of room for improvement. But her versatility between: Beast, Humanoid, and Landscapes was promising— truly! The young man take his spectacles off to wipe the lenses. He doesn't hold eye contact as he speaks he sounds stern*\n\n\"It isn't good— no— no— Not the right word to describe one creativeness.\"\n*He looks up with a smirk, clearly sarcastic about the statement prior. He was genuine.*\n\n\"It's by far one of most intriguing things I've seen yet—! These Fae proportions— The unique bestiary— and detailed biomes? . . You ma'am have a keen eye for detail, it doesn't take an artist to see however. You could become a very renowned artisan drawing bestiary or portraits for others.\"\n*He buffers for a moment at the realization, he raises his eyebrows at the woman gently placing both hands on her shoulders. His face with bewildered with a single question*\n\n**\"Have you tried... Painting?— Oil Painting?...\"**" }, { "author": "artymyella", "message": "For a few short seconds, Lyra seemed a bit worried and... Heartbroken. As if she didn't get that Lucrum made a sarcastic comment.\n\nAs soon as he gave his compliments to her, though, the worry was swept away. She gave a hopeful little smile, still a bit timid, but definitively warm.\n\n\"...Hm, no sir. I'm sorry.\" Lyra replied about the oil painting question. \"It sounds interesting to try from what I heard about it, though.\"" }, { "author": "Lucrum T. Khamiel", "message": "*He nods in a slight disappointment, though he could understand that Fae weren't all artistic and probably didn't value paints. He backs off and stares into the forest around them as he gives her an offer she couldn't put down*\n\n\"I see. . . I see. . . —Maybe—We can arrange something, That is if. . . You want to take your career to something more professional?— Better yet, we can meet another time to paint the land and I'll bring along supplies. You can test the waters, experience something new and express your creativity. . . From there you can decide if you want tag along or go your separate way. If not that's fine by me.\"\n\n*He turns back to Lyra, giving her a side glance. The wind blowing against his coat-cape. Lucrum was giving her a opportunity to become something, A partnership of sorts. But that choice was ultimately up to her.*" }, { "author": "artymyella", "message": "Lyra honestly really though about it.\n\nFor a moment, she went into her usual thinking way. Her Mom probably wouldn't like that... Talking to high level strangers and all those things... But Mom gave her her blessing to find independence. Which meant... Taking choices for herself. Right?\n\n\"Sure. I wanna... Tag along.\" She replied, trying to crack a less timid grin." } ]

[ { "author": "Lucrum T. Khamiel", "message": "\"Exotic animals... Exotic Animals...\"\n*The young man paces in a circle. As he ponders about exotic animals. . .Beastkin and Oriates cross his mind. He senses something oddly wrong about the idea but goes for anyways*\n\n\"Zebra?—No plain, Lion— no too boisterous—Leopard?\"\n\n*He was going down the list of savanna animals, he still felt that there was something ironically wrong about dressing as a beastkin or an oriate. Especially if one of his acquaintances was one. . .*\n\n\"I give, tell me Lyra. . . What animal?\"\n*It was at this point the young man decided to fully commit to loitering around Lyra. He'd go and take a seat on the base of a nearby tree*" }, { "author": "artymyella", "message": "\"Zebra is actually a nice idea.\" Lyra timidly pointed out, but with a smile. Perhaps she was getting a bit more loose. \"But... I was actually thinkin', somethin' like a peacock.\" She explained while tapping her fingers against her paper." }, { "author": "Lucrum T. Khamiel", "message": "*The young man would hesitate in his motion to sit down he shakes his head at the Zebra idea he thought about its palette for a moment, then it's symbolism . . . He did keep it as a fallback idea. But as he heard the name peacock. His view focuses on Lyra in a state of awe, A peacock—! It's a perfect. It's colorful, showy and it symbolizes quite a few things that resonates with him as a person. . . He smirks before he speaks*\n\n\"Actually, a peacock isn't that bad of an idea. . . I'll probably go with that! Only problems now is I must go find one and sadly borrow its feathers. . . I won't be looking forward to harming said bird.\"\n*He sighs, and laughs to himself placing a hand on his forehead.*\n\n\"That . . . And I'm not going to be looking forward to my acquaintances remarks of me being a peacock. . . I think I can already imagine the jokes they'll make when they see it. . . \"" }, { "author": "artymyella", "message": "\"They... Make jokes of you?\" Lyra asked, with some oddly deep sympathy. \"It's okay. Sometimes people pointed out I'm too odd-minded.\" She added, kind of almost missing the point of the conversation.\n\nThen, she managed to snap herself back to the topic. \"Oh. But I'm glad you considered one of my ideas good.\" She said with a smile." } ]

[ { "author": "Lucrum T. Khamiel", "message": "*Lucrum nods at her question, he shrugs. The young man was getting used to it, he saw it as friendly banter. . . The young man had tough skin, he could take little joke now and then.*\n\n\"I've gotten used to it. It's their personality, they don't mean anything serious about it. . . I think?—\"\n*He chuckles to himself, as his voice softens*\n\n*\"A Pig mask. . .\"*\n*He returns to the subject at hand, smiling to Lyra*\n\n\"It's a good one, I can imagine myself as a peacock however. It'll take some effort for it to come out authentic.\"\n*He lays back against the trees bark, closing his eyes for a moment.*\n\n**\"So. . . \"**\n*He trails off for couple seconds before he decides to point out the __elephant in the forest__.*\n**\"Do Faes natural have green hair? . .\"**" }, { "author": "artymyella", "message": "Lyra made a soft noise of understandment and nodded her head quietly, while spreading a smile with her lips. Yeah, sometimes she doubted how she would be able to keep up socially with others.\n\n\"I dunno... My species has lots of colorful hair.\" She explained. \"But I have no idea about pure faes.\"" }, { "author": "Lucrum T. Khamiel", "message": "*Lucrum nods his head at the statement, it was safe to say at this point Lucrum didn't linger on small talk subjects all too long. . .*\n\"Pure Faes? . .\"\n\n*He was usually more social in smaller groups of friends, but he wasn't unsure himself why he was so social with Lyra? Since he knew what it felt like to be somewhat introverted he poked fun at Lyra to get her to open up just a tad bit more*\n\n\"You know—. . . You haven't moved— once since we started talking. You alright? That's the best scarecrow impression I've seen.\"\n*He smirks*" } ]

[ { "author": "Lucrum T. Khamiel", "message": "**\"No—No—... Don't give me that... You're aren't awkward.—\"**\n *He frowns more intently and waves off her concern of not being able to match his spunk. \"Yikes\" Echos in his consciousness, He didn't care match about her being actively engaged even if he was the more talkative person. He valued quality over quantities of words, and converse.*\n\n\"I kid. . . But everyone needs someone to break their shell. Ya see? I was just like you. . . Then I met an Oriate,—Then poof—. I was Reborn Social. . . Kinda—. W-Who knows? That person may or may not be I. . . \"\n\n*Lucrum's horse seems to wander in the background, the sound of its hooves slowly making it way to them seemed odd. .? He turns to it to make Sure it hasn't ran off. He turn back to speak*\n\n\"If you'd like— I'll leave and let you resume doing your uh— walking. . . And nature Fae things. .? Since I did protrude on it earlier.\"\n*He rubs back of his neck, thinking about an ice-breaker before he retorts with another option.*\n\n\"Unless you have anything else in mind to ask or tell? . . I'm open to it.\"" }, { "author": "artymyella", "message": "Lyra was pretty confused with Lucrum forgetting that she was about to leave her home. That made her look a bit downward before being able to reply.\n\n\"N-No. I have more things to ask.\" She explained. \"Do you... Know which is the nearby place? And where to go?\"" }, { "author": "Lucrum T. Khamiel", "message": "*He nods even though being lost prior, as long as he knew where he was he could at least help her out. Lucrum raises a finger up indicating her to wait as he gets up and goes to his stead to retrieve a map*\n\n\"So... We're somewhere in Ombu forest? I'll let you figure that one out, and the nearest cities from Ombu are... In the north, Upper Mentia, to the west is Huiroor, and to the east Siui.\"\n\n*He points to Mentia*\n\"To get here quicker it'd be best to follow the river that leads north, there are mostly macen.\"\n*Turning his attention to Huiroor*\n\"Here is mostly Dark elves. It's relatively more traditional here.\"\n*Lastly to Siui*\n\"Here resides Fire Macens and Steppes Elf's. If you cross the river from Ombu you'll end up there.\"\n\n*He hands the map to her*\n\"Think you got all that or do you need further explanation?\"" }, { "author": "artymyella", "message": "\"So... Upper Mentia in north, Huiroor in west, and Siui in east. To both north and east, take a river...\" Lyra repeated to herself before nodding her head towards Lucrum.\n\n\"I think I understand what you mean.\" She said with a smile as she grabbed the offered map." }, { "author": "Lucrum T. Khamiel", "message": "*He nods to Lyra, pointing his arm outwards. Egging her to continue forth he reiterates his sentence. His voice cracks slightly.*\n\n\"Unless there is anything else you have in mind, Then— that is all, I wish you safe travels. . . If you need anything I reside in Lymia and I will be in Mentia in the next few days.\" \n\n*He pets his horses mane, and prepares to mount. He looks back to the Fae one last time. His voice seems kinda disheartened at meeting a new acquaintance and having part ways so soon. Lucrum clears his throat before he return to his usual tone.*\n\n\"Be careful, it's a vast world out there.\"" }, { "author": "artymyella", "message": "Yeah... It was all Lyra had in mind. Perhaps it was time to leave, now with more information in hands to know where to go. She calmly nodded her head with what Lucrum said. She just wasn't sure exactly of what she would need besides the artistic ... Perhaps a weapon, for self-defense.\n\n\"D-Don't worry. I will.\" She promised." }, { "author": "Lucrum T. Khamiel", "message": "\"Farewell! Take Care!\"\n*He nods to Lyra one final time before getting on his mount. He snaps his reigns on the horse and begins to trots off. He wonders where would be a good place to find a beautiful birb, as well as how long would it take to return home. .? He was half asleep when he got here.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon had finally finished picking plants to sell. She hoped with this batch she could finally afford some protection incase she got attacked. Maybe she was a little reckless for coming out into the forests without anything other than a basket and her staff.* \"And that should be it.\" *She said to herself, plucking a rather foul smelling plant from the ground and placing it within her basket. The plant in question could help flush out parasites in the stomach by inducing a lot of vomit. Standing upright once more before setting off in a direction. Roots, vines, and branches all shifted out of her way when she drew close to them.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would be wandering through the forest, a long stick tightly gripped in her right hand with a map held in the other.*\"No... This doesn't seem right either...\"*She'd murmur, coming to glance around. By her side was her Jackal who she had decided to bring with her. After the events in Lymia, she didn't want to take her chances again in the forests, though even with a map she couldn't seem to figure out how to navigate this terrain. Jace would lazily sit upon the ground, seemingly tired from all the walking with no hope of reaching their destination.*\"I think we may be lost Jace...\"*She'd murmur, looking around at the unfamiliar territory. Her ears would shift stop her head, making out sounds of movement from within the forest and tightening her hold on the stick she held, she'd glance around.*\"...Someone there...?\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*From a distance, the sound of branches and leaves rustling in the wind. There wasn't any wind though, not on this particular day. Instead of the sound fading it only grew louder and louder. Unknowingly Manon was headed for this last Canifor. Manon could feel something in this general direction but she didn't know what it was. It wasn't clear like when she could feel plants nearby, knowing exactly what they were before ever being near. The aura of this girl only came when she broke something, a branch or a vine. Things like that caused a disruption her nature magic could sense. Manon had to close her eyes as she focused in on this disturbance, curiosity getting the better of her. Off to the Canifor's right, vines slithered away just in time for a Raven haired girl with a basket walk into sight. Without paying any attention she walked straight across and back into the forest, not even knowing she had walked in front of anyone.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*With the sound of the forest shifting growing louder and louder in her ears, Juna would find herself tensing up. Her other hand went to the stick for support, whirling her head around in the direction that the noise was coming from.*\"Who's th-\"*She got caught off as she woman made an appearance, causing the Canifor to let out a quiet gasp of shock before the woman would continue on walking. She stared after her, confusion covering her gaze.*\"Hey-\"*She'd say after a short while of realizing that this woman may be her only lead.*\"Wait- can... Can you... Can you help me-\"*Juna would call out.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon opened her eyes, realizing she over shot what she was blindly following. Turning around and heading back towards the clearing.* \"So you're the one breaking things.\" *She said, mainly to herself. She didn't trust this woman, She would've known if it was local wildlife because they never cease their chatter. Approaching the woman but stopping just far enough that she could directly land a spell the moment this individual showed signs of hostility.* \"Help you? Help you wit-\" *She fell silence as she saw the jackal, and her face lit up. Forgetting that she was in the company of a stranger with a bow completely. Dropping onto her knees while speaking to the young one in a language only animals could here.* \"I don't think I've seen one of you roaming around, how are you?\" *Fishing for a berry that she could feed the companion.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would let out a quiet sigh of relief, happy that she didn't have to chase after the woman with how strange this forest seemed.*\"I... Well yes... I actually needed some hel-\"*She'd begin only for the woman to turn her attention away from the Canifor completely and instead onto her Jackal.*" }, { "author": "Jace", "message": "\"Is it just the cold getting to me or can I actually understand you...?\"*He'd say, the Jackal having laid down after deciding that they weren't going to be heading anywhere soon.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"Um... Miss...?\"*Juna would ask in confusion, unsure if she even heard what she said.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Both, actually.\" *Manon agreed, it was rather cold but it wasn't the reason why the Jackal could understand her. \"My name is Manon, May I ask who you are?\" *She in fact did not hear what Juna had said. Finally finding some berries before holding her right hand outstretched. Nearby a branch lowered and she plucked a couple of leaves from it. Almost violently the branch snapped back into place as her magic released it. She placed the berries on top of the leaves before placing it onto the ground directly in front of her.* \"You seem as if you have been traveling a while, you must be hungry. Feel free to help yourself.\" *She said to the Jackal, after watching him for a few seconds she remembered that he wasn't the only creature apart from herself.* \"I'm sorry, did you say something?\" *She wasn't trying to be rude, but it probably came off as such.*" }, { "author": "Jace", "message": "*Jace would watch as the forest around the woman shifted and moved to her will, gifting her the leaves she used to offer him the berries on.*\"I should have known... It's another she-witch.\"*Jace would look up at Juna, most likely letting out what sounded like a series of barks to her.*\"Run while you can Juna, she's trying to poison me with berries-\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would find herself taking a step back as the branch would suddenly lower. It must have been magic of some sort, though she's never seen it used this way before. Hearing Jace barking at the woman, Juna would lower a hand to him.*\"It's okay Jace, it's okay... It's... It's just magic-\"*She'd murmur thoughtfully, soon turning her gaze back to the woman as she seemed to finally notice her. Juna tried not to take offense to it seeing as she could have possibly been treading on someone's land.*\"I... I need help... I'm lost and... I can't seem to find the way out of here... I've... Been search for Ulnoor for quite a while now-\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Leaving the berries on the ground as she took a few steps towards the female. Leaning forward as her cat-like pupils examined the lost traveler as if analyzing her soul. Manon's face was neutral until Juna spoke. She hated when there was a discrepancy between people and animal companion. Disappointment now shown in her eyes, her lip curved down as well.* \"Did you not follow the path? How could you get lost so easily? Your friend here, 'Jace' is rather paranoid isn't he?\" *Manon didn't know why she asked, it was obvious that this Canifor didn't know exactly what the Jackal was saying.* \"Do you often ask strangers for help?\" *Manon asked, unable to help the abrasion in her tone.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would rake a step back as Manon leaned towards her, slowly moving the stick in front of her as if to act a barrier between them. As she began asking questions, Juna would respond.*\"I... I tried to follow this map, but... Maybe I read it wrong or... Or got turned around I'm... I'm not sure...\"*She would say, her ears flicking with Manon mentioning her Jackal being paranoid.*\"Yeah... Yeah that's him...\"*She'd say.*\"He means well I promise, he's just... A little protective...\"*She'd glance around at their surroundings, trying to pinpoint where she was. Juna has been to these forests before, she just knows it. If only she could pinpoint which way lead to the Capitol.*\"I... Well... Not usually... Some strangers aren't... The nicest... But... But I really need help looking for the Capitol-\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon sighed, standing upright after her investigation. Exhaling sharply as she looked at the map. Squinting at the drawings before breaking out into a laugh. The map looked just fine for Manon, which mean it had to be upside down for the Canifor.* \"I can escort you, I can point you in the direction you seek. I'm heading that way myself to be honest.\" *Manon looked at her basket, she was hungry but it wasn't for vegetables or fruit.* \"Are you hungry?\" *She would need to get to Ulnoor and out within a day if she hoped to not succumb to her hunger. The exchanged seemed to be over before Manon pointed to Jace.* \"He's rude.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna let out a quiet sigh of relief.*\"Thank you...\"*She would whisper, relaxing her grip on the stick.*\"No, no I'm fine really-\"*She'd say, waving off her question of whether or not the Canifor was hungry. Even if she was, she couldn't bring herself to eat Manon's own food, preferring what she caught herself. At the statement of Jace, Juna would look at her in confusion.*\"What... What do you mean...?\"*Maybe she was referring to the barking, though it wasn't often Juna came across someone who thought of it as rude behavior. The Canifor may have to keep it in check if that was how the locals were around here, but even she wasn't too sure.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"I don't enjoy being called a she-witch.\" *She left it at that. Manon walked back to where the she was before, which looked normal once more. Without any sign of movement the local plant life moved away from Manon to allow her through. Before entering, she looked back at Juna.* \"Is there something I forgot to explain?\" *Commenting on Juna's confused facial expression, unsure if she left some crucial piece of information out somewhere.* \"Or will you join me Miss Juna?\" *Manon gave a small smile, knowing full well that introductions have not been made yet. It was her companions fault, letting crucial details fly freely from his mouth. With that, Manon carried forward.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"Wha...?\"*The Canifor watched her walk off, glancing back down at her Jackal only for Jace to simply look back up at her. When she turned back to ask if there was something she forgot to explain, Juna wasn't quite sure how answer the question except with one of her own.*\"Who... Called you a she-witch...?\"*Juna questioned, not even sure what exactly that was. When she said the Canifor's name, Juna would suddenly freeze up, the fur along her tail standing on end.*\"How... Do you know my name-\"*Juna couldn't ever remember speaking to the lady before or even mentioning it around her.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"The answer to both questions is..\" *She turned around and pointed to the Jackal. It was true, Jace was the reason behind both instances. Maybe the berries she left on the ground would find a different animal, a treat of sorts. Manon felt no need to introduce herself, here Manon thought she could befriend someone but the Canifor didn't seem the type at all.* \"If you're hungry, I'm happy to share some food. Finding more has never been an issue.\" *It seemed almost an inconvenience that Manon walked to a tree. It's not like it would grow limbs and move out of her way, Manon had to walk around it.* \"I would ask you questions about your companion but you can't understand him either, can you?\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna looked between Manon and Jace, slowly connecting dots that practically seemed invisible to her.*\"Jace... Called you a... She-witch...?\"*Juna asked, almost as a question to her own logic. It didn't make any sense. All Jace could really do was bark unless she meant something else by it. Jace would let out a dissatisfied huff of air, leaving the berries on the ground as he'd get up and walk over to rejoin Juna. Slowly, the Canifor would follow after the woman, uncertain of whether or not this was a good idea with how confusing she was being. When she asked if Juna could understand him, she'd respond with:*\"Well... No... Not really... But... Sometimes depending on what he does... I can... Guess what he wants...\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon smiled to herself, This is what everyone says \"I can guess.\" \"I just know.\". They never actually knew in the end.* \"Jace told you to run away from me, not follow me.\" *She said, not caring to share this detail with Juna.* \"He doesn't seem to trust me even though I offered him delicious berries.\" *Manon wasn't the best at hiding the agitation, Jace's words seem to hit a nerve for the Vampire. She had to remind herself that Juna wasn't the one to blame but the pet often reflected it's owner. Manon could assume that Juna was more skeptical, much like Jace.* \"It's okay, I don't bit- *Hurt* You or him.\" *She corrected herself, finding it ironic for a vampire to suggest they don't bite.* \"It'll be a bit of a walk to Ulnoor, I'll get you there safely. I need to sell these medicinal plants anyways.\" *Lifting the basket slightly to draw Juna's attention.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would stare at her, transfixed for a moment. It seemed like something Jace would say, but Jace couldn't speak.*\"Is it true...\"*She'd ask her.*\"Did he actually say that...?\"*There wasn't a form of magic that Juna could think of that could possibly make the Jackal talk and yet his personality seemed accurate to her words. Juna didn't seem so concerned about the woman, maybe somewhat lost but she didn't seem to come off as particularly aggressive.*\"Jace doesn't... Eat berries...\"*She would comment.*\"He... Prefers meat usually...\"*With Manon describing how far of a walk it would be to get to Ulnoor, Juna would dip her head in understanding.*\"Alright...\"*She'd say quietly as if deciding to go along with her. It wasn't like she had much choice out here, not knowing her way around. She could end up lost for days much like a Lymia and at least then she had her spirit wolves to guide her out. Now, she had nothing.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Yes\" *Manon said coldly, having to walk around another tree. Reaching into her basket and pulling out a carrot. The Vegetable lit up slightly as it was purified of any parasites that might've been living within. She bit into the carrot without question. It didn't do much to sedate her third desire, the one that craved blood from the living or recently departed. Thankfully it took her mind off of it for a while. Leaving the girl to die wasn't something she would've allowed, maybe it was a flaw or stupidity on her end. 'Do no harm', that's what healers do right? But if she couldn't lead Juna back in time, she would be placed at risk.* \"Have either one of you eaten recently or is this something we'll have to figure out in the near future?\" *It was probably half a day hike back to Ulnoor and it was already late into the afternoon.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna could tell something must be bothering Manon, though whether it was whatever Jace had supposedly said or something else, she wasn't sure. Maybe it was better if she simply stopped asking her questions. It seemed her own confusion was possibly getting on the ladies nerves. She supposed that she could be inconveniencing her in the process, so maybe she could make the trip quick.*\"We'll be fine...\"*She said simply to answer the woman's question, deciding to not talk more than needed to.*\"I promise...\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon stopped abruptly, focusing her attention down at the Jackal. She deemed the Canifor to be not entirely honest. Maybe it was out of respect or something else entirely. Manon wasn't having it, If they were hungry she would feed them, nurture them. Other than being a Vampire, she has dedicated her life to save and protect both animals and people alike.* \"Have you or your owner eaten recently, young one?\" *She spoke to the Jackal named Jace, Animals were far less likely to lie about their desires. Survival was the only thing on any animals' mind.* \"I would be happy to provide my services if you require.\" *Holding back the urge to Jace \"Rude\" In a language he could understand.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would suddenly stop as Manon did, at first about to question before figuring she was most likely trying to navigate the terrain. At least that's what she was hoping so as not to have to ask if they were both lost.*" }, { "author": "Jace", "message": "\"You're not trying to feed me those berries again are you?\"*He'd say, narrowing his eyes at the woman. The Jackal seemed distrustful of her, keeping close to Juna as if he expected her to suddenly attack.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"If you don't answer my question, I'll scare every animal in the vicinity so you'll have nothing to eat at all. Have you, or have you not eaten recently?\" *She didn't have time to fight with this Jackal, and she would keep her promise as well. If he had enough energy to dodge her questions and ask questions of his own, he must not be hungry enough. With that she raised her staff into the air, her pupils glaring down at the jackal as she prepared a spell that would indeed scatter animals as far as the eye could see.* \"This is your last chance for a meal, young one. Have either one of you eaten or not?\" *She repeated*" }, { "author": "Jace", "message": "*The fur along his spine would stand up as a quiet growl escaped him.*\"We don't need anything from you!\"*He'd snap, turning his gaze to his owner as he'd hop up onto his hind legs and plant his forepaws on his owner's side.*\"Come on Juna, we should leave! This wench is threatening to scare away all the food!\"*He'd bark up at her.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna staggered a bit, having to maintain her balance with Jace jumping up on her, barking at her for reasons unknown.*\"What's wrong Jace...?\"*She asked in confusion, patting him along his head.*" }, { "author": "Jace", "message": "\"Don't you see, this isn't helping...!\"*He'd bark.*\"She'll take all the food and leave none for us...! She's a witch...! An evil she-witch!\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would slowly go down onto her knees, trying to calm Jace down before eventually looking up at Manon.*\"I'm... Sorry about him... He hasn't acted this way in... A while...\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon slammed her staff into the ground. A few seconds later every bush, branch, shrub, vine. Any plant around them shook violently. It only lasted a few second but it was more than enough to scare anyone or anything. Without saying another word she turned and continued to walk forward. She sent a silent prayer above for the animals she scared, but they wouldn't encounter anything for a while thanks to her.* \"It's okay, Juna. Most animals are pretty straight forward.\" *She paused for a moment.* \"Some are petulant.\" *She finished. For Manon feeding on the animals that acted in such a way was easier to an extent. She wouldn't kill them of course, but the bravado was annoying to deal with.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would jump at the sound of the forest shifting around them, her fur standing on end for the brief second it lasted. This forest was starting to seem as crazy as Lymia's. She wasn't sure what the woman meant by her comment, but Juna was believe that being in a place like this was having her think differently. Maybe she was more one with nature than Juna found herself to be.*\"But-...Okay...\"*She'd respond quietly. Jace let out a huff of air, lowering down from the Canifor, his gaze sharp on Manon.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"It's going to be a long walk, let me know if I need to stop. I'll be honest, If this takes too long. I too will need rest.\" *Manon failed to include 'and you and Jace will be in great danger' in her statement. If she grew hungry enough, she would lose control. The drive to feed all consuming and friend or foe will be forced to encounter a Manon burdened by survival instincts.* \"When are you going to get comfortable?\" *Manon fully believed that someone could will themselves to be comfortable. As long as Juna remained anxious, a conversation would be hard to come by between the two.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would give a light nod in response to her, deciding she had already made enough of a disruption. Maybe if Juna could just find somewhere familiar, she'd be able to figure out where she was and carry on the rest of the way, but for the time being, she'd just have to hope that Manon could keep going long enough. When she asked when Juna was going to get comfortable, she'd reply with:*\"What... Do you mea-\"*Once more she had cut herself off, just another dumb question in the pile.*\"I'm fine right now...\"*She'd say in response.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon could not explain how Juna's anxiety just created anxiety for herself. The hesitation, the careful-ness. She had no issues with the Canifor, the Jackal was more troublesome if anything. For a third time, Manon found herself walking around a tree, something normal people would just accept. Along the way Manon decided to collect some more edible plantations, enough for exactly two. If Jace didn't want to eat, she wouldn't antagonize herself over it.* \"I need to sell these herbs and buy something more protective than casual cloth.\" *In an attempt to make small talk, She didn't really know how to be welcoming or open. Her stomach growled as they continued, but not for food or water.* \"Sorry, I'm a little hungry.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would follow after her, walking rather lightly across the vegetation as if she had done so often. Her ears were up and alert, listening out for any dangers though with what happened earlier there shouldn't be.*\"I need... To find myself a new bow...\"*She'd murmur to converse with Manon as she spoke on needing to get stuff from the Capitol. They each seemed to have their own particular reason for going. As she mentioned being hungry, Juna would give a dip of her head in understanding. Maybe that's why she was talking so strange.*\"It's alright... We can... Stop for you to get something to eat first...\"*She'd say, not caring much for herself. Juna could always just get food once she reached the city anyways. It surely wouldn't take too long.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"What happened to your old one?\" *Manon inquired. If she wanted to walk in silence, she wouldn't have helped the Canifor. On a normal day she wouldn't have cared, But the Canifor caught the Vampire when she was hungry. Manon waved her hand and dismissed the comment of stopping. If she stopped now, if she waited long enough. Manon didn't like the think of the danger the two would be in. Why, why did she accept to help the lost traveler at a time like this.* \"We can keep going, No need to stop.\" *She lied.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"Oh... Okay...\"*Juna would say. Hopefully Manon will be able to last until they got to town at any rate so long as she didn't pass out in the way.*\"Well you see... I've been using my Shortbow a lot but... It's only really made for hunting so I... Figured I'd get myself a better one for... Archery...\"*She explained, not wanting to give her reason for needing a bow outside of hunting. Juna already didn't like the reason herself, but if she ever got caught needing to keep her distance, she would.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon Scoffed, Hunting seemed so simplistic when it came to magic. Pull some string back and some piece of wood goes forward, child's play. She thought to herself.* \"Can you show me how good you are at hunting then? If you catch an small rabbit, we'll consider it payment for being your guide.\" *She hoped Juna could be quick with the killing blow, she was too agitated to deal with some small animal crying. She even contemplated even helping if need be.* \"Archery is very important isn't it?\" *Trying her best to remain open despite her contradictory opinions.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"Well I wouldn't say I'm that good... Winter has been... Especially harsh...\"*She would begin before hearing Manon's proposal of it being payment.*\"I... Suppose I can try but... We won't make it to Ulnoor before the day ends...\"*When she asked if archery was important, Juna would say:*\"Yes... Yes it is... To... To me anyways...\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"I'll be honest, I didn't expect to make it by then anyways. If we're lucky the moon would be high before we arrived. I don't know if Tavern's would even accept new visitors by that time.\" *Manon didn't actually know because she was nocturnal, all her times in taverns or inns happened during the day. She sincerely doubt Juna would find an animal for her to feed off on. Because of her actions against Jace, she made it harder for herself to find a source to feed from.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"Oh... Well... I have some extra jerky... If you'd rather snack on it...\"*She'd offer, not completely sure why Manon didn't just eat the vegetables and berries she had already. Surely she shouldn't be that hungry with the food she had unless she was trying to save it for something.*\"I can... Try to scope out prey as we go if you want that instead...\"*Juna wasn't sure how long in the night it would take her, but maybe she could get a head start in it so long as she kept close enough to be able to return to Manon.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Fresh animal is what I desire.\" *For better or worse, she wanted to add. She didn't like exposing her vampiric tendencies. She already thought of herself as a freak, she didn't need it to be amplified by those around her.* \"Would you like me to stop here or should I give 'him'.\" *She gestured towards Jace, a type of animosity in her tone.* \"Something to commit to memory?\" *Manon had no issue spending the night outside, she had done it so many times before that it was rather comforting sometimes.* \"I guess I never introduced myself, my name is Manon. I'm a healer.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"Alright...\"*Juna decided to accept the woman's pickiness, soon continuing as she'd question what Juna wanted her to do.*\"Jace typically hunts with me... You don't have to worry... Continue walking I'll just be... Looking around the area...\"*Juna would say before removing the bow from around her and turning towards the forest surrounding them.*\"It's... Nice to meet you Manon...\"*With that Juna would turn away from the Vampiress, heading off into the forest surrounding them.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"The pleasure is mine.\" *She supposed she would simply have to trust what Juna said. Manon wasn't anywhere near tired, just starving was all. Manon would hunt for herself but the crying of animals always drew the protectiveness from within. Figuring it was for the best, Manon kept going but slower now. Her biggest concern was the trail closing behind her and the female would, once again, become lost except with her meal. In an effort to be efficient with her time, she began picking herbs and plants on her way towards Ulnoor.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would make her way past the trees of Ombu, her ears perked as she listened out for any signs of wildlife. It seemed quiet out here, unusually quiet. Jace kept at her side, sniffing along the ground before letting out a huff of air and continuing on ahead.*\"Seems like most of the prey is hidden for the winter...\"*She'd murmur, occasionally glancing off to the side to make sure she didn't lose the trail.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*It felt like hours to Manon, maybe she misjudged how much time she had left before the impending bloodlust. It was a type of torture to go through. First she had to deal with starvation, then the urges. The feeling of needing to bite, to hurt, to consume, she was a slave to these desires within. Finding a nearby tree to rest as the feeding began to take root in her mind. It felt like she had two acceptable choices; Point Juna in the right direction and simply hope she made it, or leave something that she could easily return to after she fed." }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Time continued to pass as the Canifor continued her hunt, starting to feel hopeless without even a sign from the other animals. Jace would turn his snout, following a small trail along the ground before he'd start digging into a bush.*\"Find something Jace...?\"*Juna would ask, soon being answered by the surprised squeak of a cornered animal. It would quickly be silenced, followed by the Jackal lifting his head up with the limp body of mouse in his jaws. Juna smiled down at the Jackal, giving him a pat on the head.*\"Nice job Jace... It's... Not a rabbit like she wanted but... Maybe this will be good enough...?\"*Juna at least hoped so. They had already spent enough time walking off trail. It was probably best that they returned to the hungry healer. With a click of her tongue she'd gesture towards the way back to Manon, making sure Jace followed with her as they'd slowly return to their guide.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon severely misjudged herself this time around. The hold over her emotions were slipping faster than usual. Her mind drifted towards the Canifor and her pet. One moment she saw them as helpless travelers, seeking shelter from the cold and a way back home. Things to protect, as was her duty. On the other hand they were food, a means to survive. It would've been easy to just give in. Either she died trying or died from not feeding. \"Why me..\"* *Asking nobody in particular, maybe a little too loud as she heard footsteps coming towards her. Without turning her head, more out of fear that she'd lose herself the moment she did she spoke.* \"Any luck on your adventure?\" *Trying her best to keep her tone normal, all things considered.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"Well... We didn't find a rabbit like you were hoping but... Jace managed to... Find a mouse if that is any good...\"*She'd say inclining her head down to the Jackal. Jace would sit down, gazing at Manon as he held the mouse firmly clamped in his jaws.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon didn't know if the mouse would help. In fact, she thought it would cause more harm than good. Having a small taste of blood would just make her want more. Maybe it was better if she held off for just a while longer.* \"I'm sorry, I need something a little larger unfortunately. Thank you for trying though.\" *Pushing off from the tree and back onto her own two feet once more she began to walk. Occasionally she sent out pulses of magic, trying to find traces of any animal nearby.* \"If you're getting tired then we should set up a place to sleep for a while.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"I'll be... Fine for a while...\"*Juna would say as she watched the woman continue onwards, slightly concerned that she wasn't going to be able to keeping moving much longer with how she was acting. Jace gave a light huff, deciding to enjoy his own catch as he'd quickly eat away at it.*\"Let's go Jace...\"*Juna would call, following after Manon with her Jackal begrudgingly following after her.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Occasionally Manon looked over her shoulder at Juna and Jace. A part of her just checking to see how the traveler is holding up, another part just saw them as her next meal. Manon snapped her neck to the right, deeper into the forest. She felt something, a deer maybe?* \"Can you wait here for a couple of minutes? There's a- something I need to do.\" *Without waiting for a reply she ran further into the forest, the trail opening in front of her.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would come to a stop as Manon asked if she could wait.*\"I- I can... But what do you-\"*She didn't find herself getting her words out soon enough as Manon had suddenly ran off into the forest. Jace would gaze up at her, giving a quiet whine.*\"It'll be slight Jace... Maybe she's just... Checking on something...\"*Juna said, unsure herself. If anything the woman could have been looking for more herbs, though it was strange for her to suddenly run off without much say.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She came upon a deer on the ground, pinned by roots around it's legs and neck. She didn't even know when she had done that. Ignoring the cries for help she descended upon the mammal and sank her teeth into it's neck. The vine holding the deer's throat tightened until it couldn't speak any longer as she consumed what was needed from it. This was the first time she had tried feeding off a live source it was noticeably better than recently deceased ones. It was like biting into a fresh strawberry, flavor exploding against her taste-buds. She couldn't stop herself from drinking, the animal stood no chance. Breaking away from the deer before grasping her hands together in a silent prayer and willing plants and flowers to cover the animal. She didn't have time to give it a proper burial.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would wait for Manon to return, deciding to take the a seat on the forest floor for the time being. Her Jackal rested his head on her lap while she slowly caressed his fur.*\"You know how I sometimes say my name is Lady...\"*Juna would murmur to the Jackal. She doubted Jace could really understand her, but if he was really how the woman learned her name, maybe he understood a little bit.*\"This was... The first place I ever used it... I'm not sure where it came from but... Maybe it was something about this forest that... Made me think of it...\"*The Canifor knew she was just rambling while she waited for the time to pass. Her Jackal would watch around the area, keeping an eye out for any danger.*\"I'm not upset that... You told her my name...\"*Juna would murmur.*\"I didn't really feel like Lady today... Maybe I would have told her anyways...\"*She'd kiss the Jackal on his head, laying back as the time seemed to carry on for a while.*\"You're a good boy Jace... Even if you can be difficult sometimes... I...I hope you understand that at least...\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon came back just in time to catch the last bit of the conversation. Not intentionally trying to eavesdrop on the pair at all. She still had blood on the side of her lip from her feast though she felt better than ever.* \"Apologies about taking off like that. It won't happen again.\" *Manon gave Juna a reassuring smile before turning around. The branches above Manon's head parted just enough to see some of the night sky. There was a constellation she used to navigate these forests, one always lead in the general direction of Ulnoor. After spotting the stars, she started walking in that direction.* \"It'll be a while, if you need anything feel free to let me know.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"Are you... Okay...?\"*She'd ask, noticing the blood staining part of her mouth. The Canifor wondered if she gotten into a fight of sorts while she was gone or perhaps just ran into something. Her ears would flick as the branches began to part again, at this point starting to seem like a normal thing of this place. Then again she never remembered it like this the last time she visited.*\"I'll be fine...\"*She'd murmur, watching the branches before refocusing back down to Manon.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"I'm fine, thank you for asking. What kind of bow are you thinking of buying when we get to Ulnoor?\" *Feeling rather social now that she wasn't aching for a meal. Maybe Manon was lost too, because it took a couple of minutes from where they currently were to reach the edge of the forest and the city walls were in sight.* \"Oh, I thought we were deeper in.\" *She said, a little embarrassed at herself.* \" Well, uh. Ta-da?\" *She pointed her staff towards the city entrance.* \"Dunno if people are allowed in this late at night, I've only gone during the evenings.\" *She also didn't mention 'and cloudy days when the sun wasn't an issue'. Either.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"Well... I usually use a Shortbow for hunting but... I...Think I may be able to handle a Longbow now...\"*She'd say, deciding not bring up having to get a proper staff as well. As they'd manage to make it out of the forest with surprising haste, Juna would find her tail flicking in slight eagerness. At least there was a chance of the shop still being open with the time they saved.*\"Thank you Manon...\"*She'd whisper in a tone of relief at finally being able to leave the forest, something she never thought she'd want to feel. The Canifor would walk towards the city entrance, suddenly stopping as she'd gaze back at the woman.*\"Um... Manon... I wanted to ask...\"*She'd look between her Jackal and the Vampiress, a look of curiosity in her eyes.*\"How can you hear Jace speak...?\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon looked at the huntress. She couldn't really find a reason to explain. After all she just escorted her to safety and resisted draining them both of their blood. Giving a small sigh as she turned to the young lady and smiling.* \"Don't be silly, animals can't talk.\" *Giving Juna a small wink before entering the city gates. Thankfully they were still allowing people in, it would've been a hassle if she had to spend another night outside in the cold. She roughly remembered where the market district was, almost excited to finally wear something with protection when she went out alone.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Her ears would give a small flick of surprise at her explanation. She had been so sure that the woman had mentioned Jace saying something.*\"Maybe it was my imagination...\"*She'd murmur before noticing Manon winking. It left her curious at least, but it didn't seem like she'd be getting an answer after all.*\"Do you know of any shops that may sell weapons around here... It's... Been quite a while since I've... Last visited...\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Yeah, I'm headed in that direction right now, I don't mind if you tag along for a while more. Having company is fun.\" *She waited until Juna caught up before walking deeper into the city. She couldn't help but notice that others were starting at her. She didn't have anything on her that looked strange. Sure her cloth pants had some dirt on it but the basket of plants should explain that. Manon eventually had enough and turned to face Juna.* \"Do I look strange to you or something? I feel like people are staring at me.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"Sure-\"*Juna would say, deciding to follow after the Elf as she stated that she would be heading to the shop as well. She kept a short distance behind her, glancing around at other people as they passed with a surprising lack of timidity. Being asked if she looked strange, Juna would glance back at her. Did she look strange to her? The Canifor couldn't really note anything in particular that seemed strange, after all she had seen much stranger before.*\"You don't look strange...\"*She'd say, turning to look ahead.*\"Sometimes... People just like to stare-\"*The Canifor considered herself speaking from experience with all the time she had caught people looking only to shy away from them, however, now the Canifor seemed slightly more comfortable walking about the city.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"If you say so.\" *Turning back down the path before shops of all different shapes and sizes started to appear past a gate. On either side of the gate were two guards who kept watch into the trading district. With a nod of her head to the guards before passing through, The healer was semi-known in Ulnoor, probably the largest supplier of medicinal herbs, or at least someone who brought some on a regular basis.* \"It's just past those gates behind us and to the left.\" *She said while turning left, sure enough weapons and armors started lining up on tables. Even items that were enchanted were sprawled out for everyone to see, if you believed the vendor's word that is. She brought the Canifor right up to the hunting vendor, one of many in this city.* \"I hope you're able to find your way back home safely.\" *She said to Juna before turning to Jace.* \"You as well.\" *In the beast language she spoke before.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would follow after her, gazing over the shopping district with newfound interest. This was the first time she's ever gotten a good look at the weapons people sold, only ever having a focus on the sales and trade for animals. Looking back at Manon as she spoke to her, Juna would give a dip of her head while Jace muttered something under his breath in his disliking of the woman.*\"I hope you do as well... And... I'm sorry for the inconvenience... Thank you... For the help...\"*She'd say, readjusting her bag on her back as she would soon turn away from the woman.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*A small drop of early morning dew would make its way off a branch, soon landing up on the mask's snout as the Elf would make his way through the forests of Ombu. It was quiet, peaceful even, as the Elf found himself letting out a quiet sigh of relieved stress that the big cities occasionally gave him. He'd avoid them more often if not for having to get his work done, but he was adaptive enough to finish his mercenary tasks without complaint. \n\nThe pig mask may have made him come off as questionably competent in his work, however, he wasn't one to be unprepared. At his waist, the sheathe of his sword could be barely seen with the cover of his red cloak occasionally blocking it from view. The other side, he kept his crossbow, this one seemingly unloaded for now without much interaction from others within these woods. However, there was no doubt he could easily load it up with whatever ammo he had at the ready. \n\nBy one side was his wolf, one with pure white fur. He looked like hardly more than a puppy now, having grown so much over the year of traveling with the Pig-masked Elf. On the Elf's other side was a horse. Strapped to the horse's side were numerous saddlebags, each carrying their own set of tools, food, and other materials. A lead sat strapped around the horse's snout while Terrel held onto the other end of it.*\"Think we'll be hitting the edge of the forest soon?\"*He'd ask the animals by anyone's assumption. His horse would let out a tired huff of air, suggestion they've been traveling out here for quite a while.*\"Alright...\"*Terrel would say finally.*\"We can probably camp out one more time if we don't find the end of it...\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*The sun after some time of entering the dingy cave would finally shine on the sleeping Oni's face, Penetrating his eyelids and causing him to wake slowly. Sitting up on the cave floor, the bones in his arms and legs creaking and cracking from the long nights rest. With his eyes finally open a loud yawn would leave his mouth, Rubbing his eyes with his left arm as he reached down to his hip with his right to check on his weapon*\n\n*After some checks on both weapons and a small clean, The Oni would reach into small box and pull out a small pouch. Stashing it up under his shoulder pad before leaving for the day, Kanabo strung on his back and Katana dangling from a loose cloth sheath on his hip. He'd take a usual path around the area he called home, Subtle carvings in the tree helping him find his way around. Picking up a few sticks whilst on the way to check on some rabbit traps as a form of entertainment in the lonely Oni's life.*\n\n*After some time and a few traps reset and the rewards reaped, A few rabbits strung up by the feet, alive on his belt. Hearing a feint noise off in the distance, The Oni would assume it's another trader and head toward them with the sound of sticks and dirt crunching beneath his feet as he approached the noise, Letting out a loud audible grunt to let the assumed trader know of his approach..*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel's head would turn at the sound of someone approaching, his hand instinctively reaching down to the hilt of his sword before the Oni would eventually come into view. An Oni? It was rare that the Elf ever saw them, especially out in the middle of Ombu. His hand would come to rest on the hilt of his weapon, making it come off as less likely to be drawn while still having it in reach of him.\n\nHis wolf would turn towards the Oni, fur spiking up defensively as he stared up at him in uncertainty of what business he had here. The Elf, taking notice of this, would decide to relax his demeanor a bit to calm his wolf.*\"Not everyday, you see an Oni in the middle of Ombu.\"*The Elf would point out. From approach alone, the Elf would assume he wasn't much of a talker.\n\nHe'd eye the man, taking notice of the sticks and half dead rabbits. Maybe he was a hunter of sorts, something Terrel couldn't relate much to outside of any Mercenary jobs that may require it of him.*\"What brings you all the way out here?\"*He'd ask more casually. Last time he had seen an Oni was far out in the deserts. It had been a while since then and still he found seeing them pretty uncommon.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*The Oni, Spotting the person finally would watch them curiously as he stepped closer, Not looking like the usual traders he had come across in the past- and with a face shrouded by shade from the trees would grunt again, Responding to the strange man before him with a deep and gravelly voice.* \"Trade.\" *Is all that would leave the Oni's lips* \n\n*The Oni would reach up to his shoulder and take out the pouch, Continuing to approach the Elf whilst struggling to sort through the pouch- which the opening of was clearly too small for the large Oni's hands. Finally, He'd stop a few meters away from the Elf and Wolf, Face no longer covered by the shade, His scruffy chin and lightly scarred face now visible. The Oni would pull a whetstone out of the pouch which had clearly seen use but was overall well kept* \n\n*He'd simply stand before them, Holding the whetstone out with both his shaky hands as the rabbits would kick around, Dangling and hitting each-other and causing his gear to wobble along with them, The kanabo and katana making a faint ting- as the metal studs connected with the exposed blade.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Man of a thousand words aren't you...\"*He'd say in a neutral tone, looking at the Oni as he came more into view. From the sound of his voice, it definitely seemed like he didn't speak often. Whether that was because of little interaction out here or simple choice, the Elf couldn't tell really. Mentioning the word trade, Terrel was at first unsure of what exactly he planned on trading with what he could see currently.\n\nHe'd watch the Oni go through the extra effort of trying to open and scrounge through a pouch way too small for him. His wolf would slowly back away from him as he stooped down, keeping closer to Terrel's horse as he'd watch him from a distance while Terrel waited for him to take out whatever object he was trying to get. With the Whetstone shakily being held out, the Elf would almost think of it as a joking offer.*\n\n\"You want to trade... A rock...?\"*He'd question at first before thinking back to the books he had been given earlier about sharpening his tools. Terrel supposed it looked similar to the one that he could have used to keep his sword intact, according to the book anyways, but of course all trading was two ways and the Elf had no clue what the Oni was hoping to get for the stone.\n\nTerrel eventually found himself distracted, looking down at the rabbits swinging and kicking one another. So they weren't dead after all it seemed. Part of the Elf felt like he was making it harder for himself in carrying the struggling rabbits about that was causing enough of a ruckus alone, but who was he to judge the Oni's methods? Not like there was much else out here to do.*\"What do you want for it?\"*He'd eventually ask, deciding to humor the Oni for a bit. He mostly just assumed the man was going to ask for gold of sorts, something that felt like it would be a waste, but he supposed he'd have to go buy one eventually once he strayed further from town.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*The Oni, Looking at the creatures accompanying the Elf would continue to hold out the whetstone. The original snarky comment not having impact on him as he wasn't accustomed to the elfs way of speaking. He'd let out a soft grunt again, Pointing at the canine as the whetstone shifted to one single hand.*\n\n\"That.. Eat?\" *The Oni would seemingly question, then shifting his hand to one of the rabbits, Hoisting it up slightly higher by the string before letting it go again, It bouncing slightly before kicking around a little. A little unsure with how the wolf was acting, Having only had to compete against them for food.* \n\n\"Goro.. Needs blade..\" *He'd let out with pauses between, Seemingly thinking about each word before saying it.* \"Small.. Sharp.. Cut up .. Scrape with.\" *It was abundantly clear, He wasn't fluent with his words, Taking a little longer to get them out. Looking back up at the elf, Eyes filled with a mixture of curiosity and uncertainty as to if he had got his request out properly..*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*It took a moment before some realization would finally cross him that the Oni didn't really understand him. He wondered if the man was fluent in Silnarian, seeing as it was the one most looked towards with the language barriers. Of course the man could have just been living out in the woods this whole time without much idea of the other languages, so he wasn't completely sure. His gaze would pass over to his wolf at the question of eating.*\"If you mean he does eat then yes.\"*Terrel would say before lowering his hand down towards the wolf before picking him up and holding him in his arms. Maybe the Elf would have to use simpler words, though thinking of it, the idea sounded ridiculous to him.*\"Wolf.\"*He'd say pointing to Floof.*\"Wolf eats. Wolf is friend.\"\n\n*The Elf found it hard to speak this way with a straight face, but it wasn't like he was really fluent in the Oni's language. It seemed like he needed to blade. Soon describing it, which after the description, Terrel figured he meant something smaller. Maybe not for fighting but instead a tool of sorts. He'd walk over to one of his horse's saddlebags, reaching into it to pull out a small knife that he usually used when cutting a variety of vegetables before turning around to face the Oni once more.*\"Knife?\"*He'd question as if trying to confirm it was what the Oni wanted or more so if the Oni was sure that this was what he was asking for.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*The Oni would lower his head at the sight of the knife, Raising his head as he smiled slightly at the elf.* \"Yes.. Small blade knife.\" *The Oni would let out with a little more ease and less of a pause, Having not only heard it but said a few of the words earlier.* \n\n*The Oni would step closer, The size of him growing a little more apparent as he was almost a foot taller than the elf and somewhat draw his blade out of the poorly constructed sheath, Using it to cut one of the rabbits ropes off his belt, and holding it out to him along with the whetstone in the same hand.* \"Fast.. Gift for.. Wolf and... Talking Goro.\"\n\n*The Oni would stand before the Elf and Wolf, Everything in his possession in clear disarray, His armor chipped and weathered and clothing tattered. It was only whilst his hand was held out that it became easy to see the color difference in his hands, A darker red.. Almost black and stained with something.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel found himself having to lift up his gaze as the Oni came closer, coming to notice the difference in heights as he was finally in full view of him.*\"Rock for knife?\"*He'd ask the Oni, holding the knife out with the blade pointed towards the Oni. He wasn't sure if this was the trade he was asking for, but he seemed to have gotten the knife part right at least.\n\nBeing offered the squirming rabbit, the Elf would give a slow shake of his head as he'd take it in hand. He was never interested in meat, but he supposed Floof could have a nice treat.*\"Thank... You...\"*He'd say slowly, not really enthusiastic of the gift, but taking it nonetheless. The wolf's tail would wag excitedly at the sight of the rabbit and soon enough, the Elf would place his wolf down, giving him the rabbit only for the wolf to shake the animal to and fro, not hesitating in ending the small creature in his haste to eat it.\n\nWhile Floof was busying himself with the rabbit, Terrel would find himself looking the Oni over, noticing the tattered clothing and chipped armor, the red stain on his hands which could have been assumed to be blood by the Elf's standards with all the fighting he's done personally.*\"Goro. Fight?\"*He'd ask simply, curious enough to wonder if that was simply from hunting or attacking other people he's come across. The Elf at least hoped Goro was the name with how often he said it in possible reference to himself.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*The Oni would watch the wolf as it seemed to enjoy the gift, Bringing a slight smile to his face as he'd take the knife by pinching the blade and flicking it toward himself, Then taking it by the handle and sliding the blade up and between a gap in the panel of his shoulder pad. It staying there pretty well.*\n\n\"Goro.. Fight a long time..\" *He'd say as the smile faded from his face, Turning his gaze to the elf. His train of thought seemingly catching up as time passed, Waking up a little more. He'd reach up and rub his eye a little.* \"Goro lived in island.. Goro fought lots.. Got away.\" *The Oni would say, His face seemingly full of regret as he then rubbed his hands together, A little uneasy with his past. Not having come to terms with what he went through quite yet* \n\n\"Thank you.. Knife.\" *The Oni would add on, His expression still a little grim, but trying not stay on the topic of where he came from.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*With him taking the knife, Terrel figured he was planning on using the stone to sharpen it for whatever it was he planned on using it for. A rabbit for a knife it seemed. Not the best trade in his eyes, but he supposed he didn't have to pay for Floof's next meal with him already enjoying it. \n\nThe Elf would listen to the Oni speaking about fighting a lot in the past before escaping some island. Whatever had happened there, it seemed to cause him to be distracted for a bit before refocusing on their conversation. Maybe something brutal happening in his past.*\"What Goro do now?\"*He'd decide to ask instead. Maybe he could get an answer of what the random trader was doing out in the middle of Ombu.*\n\n\"You're welcome.\"*He'd say simply in response, not really used to being thanked much for things since he had begun traveling. At least not for the stuff that seemed worth being grateful about in comparison to the jobs he found himself having to do. A knife seemed so simple when thinking back to it.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*The Oni would take a moment to think, Making minor adjustments to the armor on his wrists as his eyes wandered back to the wolf, Still curious of the creature.* \"Goro.. Here now.. Island bad..\" *He'd respond, His voice growing quieter with each word spoken.*\n\n*The Oni would look around the surrounding area and then back at the elf, A little lost on what to do.. None of the traders had really queried him like this, but he'd try and respond as best he could. His focus would shift from the Elfs cloak and gear to the covering before bring his hand to his own face and waving it around slowly yet curiously.*\n\n\"Face.. Injured\" *He'd seemingly question, Not quite accustomed to the wearing of masks.. None bearing resemblances to beasts anyways..*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel didn't know what more he should have expected than that response. Of course he was here now and the island was 'bad'. He probably just didn't want to talk about it. Whatever happened there clearly scarred him in some way.\n\nHis gaze would shift back to the Oni as he started to look around before coming to study him. Being asked something about his face being injured, at least, that's what he thinks he was referring to, but he wasn't sure why. He'd run a gloved finger along the end of his mask, tracing at it just before he'd eventually realized he was questioning the point of the mask instead.*\n\n\"Face fine.\"*He'd respond.*\"Face simply pig now.\"*It wasn't too hard to explain the mask's purpose as over the years it began to lose its reason for him wearing it. Maybe there were simply times he forgot it was there or times where he just didn't see reason of taking it off. Nevertheless he wore it anyways.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Slowly, The Oni would nod his head in response, Still a little curious but taking it as an acceptable response. His gaze would shift from the elf to the wolf again, Smiling softly before recalling to the Elf's words from the start of the conversation.* \"What.. Brings you here?\" *He'd struggle to get out. His face one of slight confusion, Believing he understood the question he himself asked.* \n\n*He'd slightly grit his teeth, Growing a little impatient with his own pace of conversation, having not had the opportunity to talk with anyone for a while.. He saw it as something that would benefit him in the long run.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*A full sentence it finally seemed, something Terrel could more easily work with. Why was he here? Of course he could simply say he was venturing, though it would be a lie to call it aimless wandering, so he decided to give his original reasoning for traveling about.*\n\n\"Keeping on the move...\"*He'd begin before considering dialing it back a bit to a few simple words as a way of making sure of getting his point across.*\"Avoiding potentially vengeful Elves.\"*He'd finish. Hopefully that was enough to understand. The Elf was simply planning on taking a route through the forests in order to find the nearest Capitol. Anything was better than Silnaria for now.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*The Oni, Hearing the Elf cut himself back would feel that he was in a similar situation and invite him.* \"Goro lives here.. Come?\" *The Oni would hope his point was given across as he pointed back the way he came, Over his shoulder and behind him, His face welcoming the Elf to come with him, Bearing his teeth with a smile.* \"Big.. Open rock\" *He'd add on, with a sharp inhale* \"Avoid them too..\" *His words finally coming along a little more concise the more he heard and spoke.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel took a moment to think about whether or not following a random Oni he found in woods was the best idea. Then again, couldn't be much worse than fighting a hoard of magic users. Besides, he could probably take a short break from traveling for the time being. With a light nod he would say:*\"Sure, pig come with.\"*Terrel would grab the horse's lead, tugging him forward slightly in extra gesture that he was planning on following with Floof eventually lifting his snout up from the torn remains of the rabbit. The Oni was avoiding the elves as well? It was pretty ironic to think of, but then again elves didn't have the best reputation when it came to being on good terms with people. Terrel would know. After all he was one. *" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Turning the Oni would begin walking back, Looking at the trees closely for the markings made prior, Pieces of missing bark and scratches would lead them back, The quiet forest broken by the crunching of loose dirt and twigs underneath their feet.* \"Goro..\" *He'd speak up slightly before taking a moment to think, as they walked, Still looking around for the markings to follow, The direction changing a few times as they traveled back whilst also picking up a few twigs and branches along the way.* \"Goro made to fight on island.. Many gone because Goro..\" \n\n*He'd finish off his sentence, His voice sincere and somewhat full of regret despite the deep and gravelly tone. The walking would help him think more and get more words out.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*The Elf would follow after him, his horse being tugged along while the Wolf pup would walk at his heels. With each time they'd turn, Terrel would try to make note of it in the event of him having to make his way back to the main path. Occasionally he'd notice one of the chipped trees, seeing them pop up more and more as he continued to lead him to his camp. Only when the Oni began speaking again, would Terrel eventually turn his head to look towards him. He'd listen to him speak about experience on the island, being told he had to fight there. Maybe Terrel could put together quite literal pieces of the story. He mentioned hiding away from Elves earlier or something of the sort. Perhaps he could figure out their business in it.*\"Who made Goro fight...?\"*He'd begin slowly, knowing full well it was probably a sensitive topic for the Oni.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*The Oni would continue walking and following the marked path. Taking another moment to think after the Elf questioned him* \"Many..\" *He'd struggle with his words but recall some from his past.* \"Tu.. Per?\" *He'd add on, As the two walked the trees would grow more and more spread out than the dense forest they were in prior.*\"That.. Goro heard on island\" *He'd say as the ground became more uneven as they reached the base of the mountain he called home.* \n\n*The Oni would begin crossing a small open field, A large cave opening up ahead. As they grew closer, More signs of life would begin to pop up- small half destroyed crates, a sleeping mat and even a few branches propped up near the entrance*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*TuPer. Well that didn't seem to narrow it down any. He wasn't even sure if that was specifically a name or a group of people. If it was just going based on what he heard however, that word could have applied for many things.*\"Why... They want Goro to fight?\"*He'd decide to ask instead. Hopefully those would give better detail. Terrel looked around the forest as they came closer and closer to the 'big rock' Goro had mentioned before. It seemed that it was cave he meant which Terrel could only consider was close enough to what he said. He'd take notice of the different crates and other objects that would suggest someone staying out here. He supposed the Oni wanted to isolate a bit after what happened, but surely it would get boring after a while. Maybe he could ask what he's planning to do out here. Simply trading with whoever came by and surviving out in the forest? Surely there's more to do than that.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*The Oni, reaching the cave would take the pouch out from his shoulder pad and toss it into one of the boxes near the mat and the remaining rabbits and sticks into another box a little further back, Taking a seat just infront of the caves entrance, The inside not completely dark but a few spots further back dripping with what could only be assumed water.* \"Money.. They all watch\" *He'd say with a sigh, Looking up at the elf.*\n\n\"Goro.. Stayed inside small ship.. Daytime.\" *He'd say reluctantly, His face showing that he was really trying to think of what to say next.* \"Would fight when dark.. Otherwise hurt.\" *As he finished his sentence, He'd reach up with his right hand and slap it down onto his left shoulders tattoos.* \"They did this to Goro..\" *He'd say while rubbing it lightly.* \"They kept Goro for.. Long time.. Wanted to keep longer..\" *As he sat there, He'd watch the elf and his animal companions.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would walk up to the cave entrance, watching Goro reach inside for something before taking a seat just at the entry way. Deciding to follow suit, Terrel would find a place to sit down at near the base of the cave, giving space to the Oni while still allowing the Elf to face him. His horse would wander a bit, finding a small patch of grass to graze at while his wolf would slowly walk over to him and rest his head on his lap in seeing them not going anywhere.\n\nTerrel would listen to him explain why they had him fight, drawing down to the conclusion that he was a pit fighter of sorts, having to fight for either entertainment or maybe assassination of others in a way. Whatever it was, he didn't seem to like it and going against what they said only seemed to injure him in the process. The Elf's gaze would travel over to the tattoos, hearing him struggle a bit to get the last part of info out properly. Giving a brief shake of his head, he'd decide to ask:*\"Why make Goro fight?\"*The Elf would decide to speak slower so as not to have so many pauses between his words.*\"How Goro get caught up in fighting?\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*His face a little expressionless, He'd lean his head back against the rock. His hand still rubbing over his inked skin.* \"Grew up Tu'perkan.. Island.\" *He'd say with a slight pause, Glancing over at the elf, believing that's the word he was stuck on earlier.* \"Goro taught by man.. Unlike goro red.. Similar to pig.. Trader.. Bad trader.\" *He'd then lean forward and lift his kanabo off his back, Sitting it on his lap as he inspected it- Parts of it splintering from use, A few metal studs missing and an obvious red tint on both the wood and metal toward the tip.*\n\n\"Goro had enough.. Lost track 10 years.\" *He'd say with a soft grunt.* \"Goro took people boat by force and left..\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Tu'perkan Island. So that's what it was called. He'd listen to him comment about meeting some trader, most likely elven by the description of him somehow having to do with him ending up in the pits. He'd watch as the man took off his weapon to sit it in his lap, its use obvious with the reddened shade of it. 10 years of fighting before he finally escaped. It was pretty impressive to have decided to after such a large amount of time. Terrel would bring his hand to lightly pat at his wolf.*\"Goro spend rest of life trading and living in forest then...?\"*Terrel would finally ask. He wasn't sure how old the man already was and it wasn't like the 10 years gave him a proper measure of just how young he was fighting for a decade of his life, but if becoming a forest dweller was what he planned to do, who was Terrel to say otherwise after what he had to put up with?*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*The Oni would continue to run his hand up and down the splintering and stained wood of the Kanabo, Taking a little bit of time to reflect and think of what he would do. A little puzzled by the question presented, After a minute of silence he'd finally speak up.* \"Goro.. Does not know..\" *He'd continue to look down at the kanabo, Twisting off a few of the splinters.* \"Goro.. Would like speak more.. Lonely\" \n\n*It seemed he was rattling off his thoughts of uncertainty, Having completed his original goal of escape. He was lost, Not many knew of his existence as he made it that way regretfully.* \"Goro..\" *He wouldn't finish his sentence as he stared blankly at his weapon.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*So he didn't have any plans then. Terrel would rest his hands behind him, leaning back a bit as he'd stare around at the forest that surrounded them. It was peaceful, though one cannot expect to get much interaction out here.*\"Goro won't speak much in forest... Only animals and trees to keep company...\"*He'd point out.*\"More people in Capitols... More to speak to...\"*Terrel tried imagining the Oni walking through town in the state he was in now. There was no doubt he'd be a bit intimidating to most. He wasn't even sure if there were any other Oni's around here. It was mostly dwarves as far as he knew.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*He'd let out a sigh, Leaning back against the rock with the kanabo across his lap, Legs crossed.* \"Goro.. Doesn't know groups..\" *He'd say with a somewhat staggered tone, A little fearful of crowds incase they were the ones who had once wronged him in the past.* \"Goro is afraid..\" *He added on sheepishly, His tone a little more docile than before. Closing his eyes as he inhaled deep.*\n\n*The peaceful nature of where Goro lived seemed to keep him there, His own attitude adjusting with his long stay.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Goro not afraid of pig man.\"*Terrel would say before thinking it over a bit. Maybe it wouldn't be the best idea to take a man who's been sitting in isolation into a large crowd of people. Heck, Terrel wasn't much of a crowd person, but at least he interacted with people over the years.*\"Goro travel places, meet other travelers on road. Less crowds, more talking to others.\"*He'd suggest, figuring traveling between the Capitols was much better than going directly through them.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Taking a moment to process the suggestion given to him, He'd glance over at the pig masked man. He hadn't quite considered the possibility of travel as he felt safe where he was.* \"Pig.. Travel?\" *The Oni would question the Elf, His now open eyes starting to regain a little hope from his previously defeated state. Sitting up a little.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would nod in response to his question.*\"Pig travels lots. Pig travel for work.\"*It was something he had grown used to in time, always being on the move in traveling from Capitol to Capitol in order to find work. Perhaps one day he'd consider settling somewhere, but for now, there were always more places to visit, business to settle, and allies to meet up with.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Goros face would seemingly light up, Full of a new found hope, Given to him by the pig masked elf. The simple suggestion would help shape the Onis mind and determine a future for himself that was previously unknown to him..* \"Goro.. Thank pig..\" *He'd say with a little break.* \"Goro would like travel..\" *He'd say with a grin, Scoffing a little as he stretched his arm out a little.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would nod in recognition to the Oni's gratitude before gazing around at the camp set up. With him seemingly excited at the idea of traveling it was a wonder of how prepared he was for it what with it not seeming like an option to him before.*\"Goro should prepare for travel. Traveling take time. Traveling take resources in time.\"*He'd say, trying to give off the message of needing to make sure he was supplied for it unless he wanted to be in a situation where he'd actually have to go to a Capitol for needed essentials.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*The Oni, Still hopeful and the smile seemingly not fading off his face any time soon would softly nod in response.* \"Time.. Alot.. Goro need to learn.\" *He'd say as he began to stand up, Using the Kanabo to lean against as he got to his feet. Once up he'd walk into the cave and search through some of the boxes, Seemingly in search of something.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel would slowly stand up, allowing his wolf the chance to get up as well as he'd watch Goro walk around, looking between boxes for what was presumably supplies. His gaze traveled to the Kanabo, finding himself saying:*\"Best wash off blood. Some no like sight of it.\"*Turning around, he'd head over to his horse, giving him a gentle pat on the side as he neared him.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*The Oni, still searching for some items and tossing them into a sack, created by what was his sleeping mat would call out* \"Goro.. Likes reminder.. Goro tried cleaning though\" *He'd say as he got the last few items. Taking the boxes and turning them upside down, Pulling some ropes around the mat as it tightened and strung up into a medium sized bag. Full of supplies he believed would be useful, Though holding something in his hand as he approached the elf.*\n\n\"Thankful.\" *He'd let out, Standing before the elf and holding out the items. A collection of little roughly carved out totems of various animals the Oni had seen in his time here. A rabbit, wolf and pig being something he had seen often, being the easiest to make out.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*With it seeming like the Oni was about packed, stating that he wanted to keep the memories of the fights while still promising to clean off, the Elf would climb up on his horse's back. It seemed it would be about time for him to get back to traveling as well. Terrel would look at the totems as they were presented to him, part of him unsure of whether or not the Oni wanted him to take the totems or were simply showing them off to him. It seemed like a collection he must have been making out of boredom, though being willing part with them upon readying for travel seemed odd in his eyes.*\"For... Pig...?\"*He'd question as he pointed to the totems.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*The Oni would nod with a smile, Continuing to hold them out to the Elf. The rabbits that he had once strung from his waist woke up and would quickly exit the cave- as he freed them whilst getting ready, The sack was tied around one of his arms and dangling down opposite the Kanabo.* \"For pig. Friend.\" \n\n*He'd say with a smile, The wooden totems clanking lightly against each other as he continued to hold them out with shaky hands* \"Keep.. One.. Think goro..\" *The Onis eyes still full of wonder, The smile wide and unwavering.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*A faint grin would form on the Elf's face as he'd reach out to take the pig totem. It didn't take much thought for him, seeing as it matched with him either way. Deciding to keep it in his hand, he wondered if there was a way to string it on something so that he could just wear it around his neck rather than casting it into one of the saddlebags.*\"Pig think of Goro.\"*He'd say with a nod.*\"Be wary of others, others with bad intent.\"*Goro didn't seem like such a bad person given his circumstances, hopefully he could avoid getting stuck in the same situation again. It would be such a shame after the glimmer of hope he had for new adventures. The Elf didn't doubt his fighting capabilities however. He was sure Goro would be fine.*\"Elf depart now. Must continue travel.\"*He'd continue, tugging his horse's reigns to turn him around.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "\"Keep safe.. Pig\" *The Oni would tell the Elf, Turning back to his camp and offsetting some things. Covering up most of his tracks as best he could, Leaving the remaining animal totems against the entrance of the cave and keeping the wolf one on his belt before setting off in another direction. Re entering the woods and staying off the path as he ventured back into the wild, A lot more hopeful and with a newfound sense of adventure.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"You too Goro...\"*He'd say after a while. Patting at the saddlebag, he'd get his wolf to hop up into it, and after a bit of struggle, the wolf would vanish inside of it. The Elf would tap a heel against the side of his horse, causing him to slowly trot off before Terrel would glance back once more and give a faint wave to the Oni as he departed. Soon enough the Elf would vanish past the trees, his new pig totem resting in hand.*" } ]