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Thread: In the service of Ishtar [Karameida x Chamorus the Cat]

RE In the service of Ishtar Lotus Lotus took a few moments, staring reverently at the image of the goddess she had served for so long. She cried silently, smiling up at the glowing vision of Ishtar. So many of their sisters, gathered in that small, stone room around the sacred well that the Essence of Ishtar was drawn from the waters given to the poor, sold to the rich, and one of Ishvalah's prime commodities. Lotus nearly cried again when the goddess faded away, but she managed not to it was no longer time for emotion. It was time to work. Yes, Lotus said with a firm nod. Yes, it is time to go. She hurried to the reliquary, where the artifacts of Ishtar were held. She picked up a bag, saying a prayer as she held the canvas bag, admiring the lapis lazuli inlays. Mother Ishtar, may this bag hold all that we require may the bread and meat feed us, the wine and water quench us... After saying the prayer, she opened the bag, just to make sure it worked. Gold and rubies, just a handful, plenty of bread and fresh red meat and fish, and flagons full of water and day-wine. This, along with with the guidestone, would make the journey as much easier as it could. She had plenty of spells at her disposal to help bolster their food, to shelter them, to protect and heal them. The warrior-priestess turned to her sister. Coatl, we are ready, I think... I just need my cat'l, she said, reaching for the eight-feet of solid ash, tipped with a terrible blade, two feet long and flamberge-shaped, like the slithering asp the weapon was named after. Impractical and heavy, it was best used to channel her spells that, and the weird martial arts that the... special... priestesses were given. Let's say that thrusting a heavy shaft was a well-practiced method. It was time leaving the small fortress-town of Ishvalah was difficult, considering it was built from whatever had struck the earth, inside of the crater that the very whatever had made. They crossed the stone bridge, the only way in or out of the city, into the harsh desert beyond.
Thread: In the service of Ishtar [Karameida x Chamorus the Cat]

RE In the service of Ishtar Chicomecoatl Chicomecoatl nodded to her and followed behind her as she grabbed their necessities and her weapons. She herself preferred a dagger and a spear and had several darts strapped to her leg, all of them had been blessed by the waters of Ishtar and she herself and put a poison spell on them. Chicomecoatl was more of a hunter type fighter and brutal in her ways. She sent a silent prayer to their goddess for guidance so that they would not fail. When Lotus finished her preparations and headed out the door she silently followed, she felt this an important occasion far to grave to ruin by small talk. She felt a small sadness in her heart when it fully hit her that this place her home, she would be leaving and might not ever return again. Please protect our home.. she silently pleaded. She felt a profound sense of importance as they crossed the bridge out of their home, they were doing something only some could dream about. They were doing something grand and important something that would greatly impact their world, she could never have dreamed that she would ever be apart of such a task. The sadness lifted from her heart and was replaced by a feeling of importance. As soon as her bare feet hit the hot sands of the desert she frowned slightly, even with protection of their goddess they would be hard pressed to travel through the desert during the day. It might be best to wait and travel this at night...we'll travel as far as we can during the day...and make more time at night. she said. The sun was so intense you could see heat waves coming of the sand. Unlike normal mortals they would not die from the heat due to spell protections they had but, it would still not be easy. They continued out through the endless dunes and un-obstructed land. The wind that blew was hot and dry and did nothing to ease the intensity of the heat. Reaching her hand into a little pouch she felt the stone that the goddess had gifted them and it felt uncommonly cool, her own skin felt heated. The sun was at the highest point in the sky when the remains of a small dilapidated town came into view. It didn't seem to offer much but, some of the houses would offer protection from the high sun as some still had full roofing. She wondered what had happened to this place, it didn't look very old. The dry cracked earth beneath her feet began to hurt and sweat beaded down her breast and over her skin Should we seek shelter here? Until nightfall at least? she asked turning to lotus.
Thread: In the service of Ishtar [Karameida x Chamorus the Cat]

RE In the service of Ishtar Folk this close to Ishvalah were devout, knowing of Ishtar's might and mercy it took but a few moments to find themselves shelter. Lotus was not happy, however, and voiced her opinion yet again. I'm not entirely sure that travel by night is a smart decision, the warrior-priestess chimed in. She had made the argument several times, but Coatl was to be the one that protected Lotus. The priestess resented that fact, too to think that her spells and her skill with a cat'l weren't enough was grating on her pride. It is harder to navigate, she said. It was a mantra now. It is the time where prowlers nip at the heels of foolish travelers, she huffed. She kicked off her other sandal, letting one of the local villagers wash her dainty feet. They looked more suited to this pampered life than to trekking through the desert. She wriggled her little digits, the rings on her toes glinting and wet how many men or women, for that matter would gladly prostrate themselves just to suck on those toes? Clear-skinned and pretty, she was completely normal, except for those tall, pointed black jackal ears. They flicked now, showing her agitation. Ishtar's face is bright and her glory burns those not as great as she, but it is... She trailed off, sighing. She wasn't going to win this argument. She had not won it since Coatl first brought up the idea of traveling at night.
Thread: In the service of Ishtar [Karameida x Chamorus the Cat]

RE In the service of Ishtar What a splendid idea. Attack its belly, she grumbled, placing her c'tal on its butt. The shaft stood on its own, a gleaming pillar. Do try and keep it occupied, she said. Lotus mumbled, standing in one of the odd prayer-stances that the warrior-priestesses used. This one, Dancing Cat, was named after Ishtar's favorite pet, who would go on to become Lady Bast. The armlets she wore bore tiny red rubies that now shown like small suns, a streak of bright light following her intricate, dance-like movements. The strange words came out in a crescendo and the first streak of fire burst into being from the tip of the spear, spinning through the air in a wide arc towards the beast. Each flash of movement sent another streak of light flaring out, each bouncing off of the thing's hide, annoying it. She was just waiting for Ishtar's music to guide each step, to land the perfect strike upon that scaly devil!
Thread: In the service of Ishtar [Karameida x Chamorus the Cat]

RE In the service of Ishtar Chicomecoatl Chicomecoatl sighed and shook her head a little. I didn't create the rules on how to kill these things. she said with another little shake of her head. ....the quickest way to kill it would be to get it through it's underbelly...but, I doubt it'll just roll over for us... she thought with a small frown. Pursing her lips she ran through different ideas and scenarios before coming to the conclusion....they were gonna have to wing the hell out if this fight. She heard Lotus begin to chat and recognized the words she was using, in a flash arcs of fire were exploding against it's skin while she danced around chanting. The Basilisk was starting to get angry which contrary to popular belief was actually a good thing. It wasn't focusing right and would start just lashing out. More arcs exploded on the creature, deciding she should do something before Lotus noticed she was standing there she began to slowly slip behind the creature. It's tail was lashing out wildly and she didn't fancy getting hit or impaled by that things spikes. Timing her moment she leaped onto the beasts back and wobbled before gaining her balance. The Basilisk reared it's head trying to bite her, taking the opportunity she used her spear and shoved it under it's chin to keep it from moving. While holding the spear she withdrew a dagger and stabbed deep into the throat, it began to thrash around more wildly but, she held on. Tightening her grip on the long serrated blade she tore it through it's throat up until she hit the hard scales of the beast. The Basilisk managed to throw her off and she slammed against a wall, stumbling to remain upright she looked at the thrashing beast as it slowly lost it's energy and bled out dying. She knew that a some of Lotus's fire attacks and landed a blow on the soft flesh of it's neck which had made it easier for her knife to penetrate. She leaned heavily against the wall and looked over at lotus That wasn't so bad she said with a smile. She knew a few of her muscles were gonna be a little bruised after all she was still made of flesh and bone. So I really do think it's better to travel by night. she said going back to what she had been saying before the attack on them. As you can see day or night...these creatures dont care. she said with a sly grin.
Thread: To Shape a Person (lilywhite91 - ArclightX)

Garret looked over the casks, of ale for his men, his eyes sliding over each barrel taking a small taste of each, which with so many, was still about a mug. He sighed as he looked to the man, I see you had to water it all down a little.. He forestalled the man before he could object, Garrets voice came calm, with a reassuringly quality. It may be for the best, it is a long night, and a long march, just to hopefully find work.. Garret had a kind smile, as he paid the man, letting the trader count the money before he loaded his cart, and checked his horses, the land liege had told him to keep his group of men far from town, lest an accident happen, it was not uncommon for mercenaries to have such a reputation. it did not bother Garret much he liked the free life, always in search of the woman for whom he could love, though some of his tastes were hard to match with the type of women he wanted. Garret was a tall man, with broad strong shoulders, he held a way about himself, that showed either he was noble born, or thought very highly of himself. He was easy to pick out as a swordsmen, his sword at his side held a certain elegance, a slightly curved blade, the hilt lined with silver to show off slightly, but to not make it completely obvious. He held a simple chain shirt, that hugged him properly, a leather vest shirt overtop of it., his trousers held stitched leather leggings, to protect from a simple cut, but allow him to move freely. his arms were bare except a red cloth tied to his left arm, in the center a golden cut picture of a dragon, showing he was from a mercenary squad, and who they were. he had short brown hair, messed about his head from one too many nights in the woods, though he was mostly clean shaven, he kept up with it well, even in traveling. His calm hazel eyes scanned the street, before he moved to get onto his wagen, and get back to his men, his guard of three men, changing positions on the cart, he had asked about work around down, and there seemed to be little worth the effort, for what they would earn.
Thread: To Shape a Person (lilywhite91 - ArclightX)

Lily had just entered the village, little more than a gathering of traders selling wares to travelers of the nearby road. Nevertheless,it was a place she was hurrying to get to, for her own reasons. For over a year, she had been searching for a great lost treasure, pouring over maps, hacking through thick jungles and meeting shady characters in equal amount. Her efforts had given her news, which was at once both uplifting and depressing. She had managed to narrow down the location of the hoard, but unfortunately, it lay shielded by the lands terrorized by a group of savage bandits, unaware of the riches lying just out of reach. It would have been suicidal for her to push into their lands alone, and she had done much searching for ways to get past them unharmed. It was then that she heard of Garret's band of mercenaries, known to be disciplined,efficient and trustworthy, and she had heard that they would be passing these parts. She hurried into the village, hoping that she wasn't late as they had a habit of melting into the wild once they entered the forests.She attracted quite a number of looks as she walked past half closed shops and houses,her young curvy figure draped in a short tight tunic which stretched over her full breasts ,wide hips and firm ass, outlining her figure, ending halfway down her thighs. Trying to ignore the men calling out to her as she navigated the sparse streets, she finally found Garret making his trades. With his demeanor and the awe of the tradesman next to him,she could be sure that he was the man she was looking for. She was cautious in contacting him though, as even so far away from their lands, the bandits still had eyes and ears everywhere, and she had made other enemies who would've loved to sell her out. Standing half hidden in the trees, she waved to Garret as he mounted the cart, hoping that he,and he alone would notice her.
Thread: To Shape a Person (lilywhite91 - ArclightX)

Garret, made no sign that he noticed, his eyes forward, before he let a yawn, clapping his lead guard on the shoulder, Get this back to the camp, I think a nice bards song, and the ambience of an inn would suit me for an hour or so. Garret got down, and slowly walked into the inn never showing he noticed the sign for his attention. Many were watching him, many spoke to him, about one of a hundred things, but him going out of the way to meet someone would go noticed, and in a town like this would spread like wild fire. He hoped she understood that, but only sat down, near the traveling musician, ordering a light drink, and a meal. He doubted that she would ignore a chance to speak with him, and near the bard none would find it odd for them to speaking, he was wise enough to sit away from the bard enough that he would not overhear, and sell the information to anyone needed, he was used to women wanting to run away with him, or those who wanted to travel, but they never signaled for him, he figured she was either in a bad situation, or otherwise in need. He was known to hear anybody out when he had no job to do, but he was very selective with the jobs he did take if they were dangerous to his men.
Thread: To Shape a Person (lilywhite91 - ArclightX)

She saw him get out of the cart and knew that he had seen her, and her eyes followed him as he stepped into the inn. Cautiously, she doubled back on her route to approach the inn from the other side, trying to look the part of a tired traveler. The inn was fairly deserted, apart from the bartender and the bard, there were few men inside. It would have looked odd for her to head straight to Garret, so she headed to the bar, ordering a light drink. No sooner than her picking it up, that one of the men there had appeared next to her, trying to chat her up. Tactfully getting herself rid of him, she went to the bard making small talk for a few minutes before casually wandering over to Garret's side. She made a few loud exclamations at the golden dragon in his hand, sounding like an overexcited girl before drawing herself a chair to sit next to him.Once she was sure the curious eyes were away from them, she moved onto business, pushing a hand drawn map of the area with the treasure into Garret's hands. She smiled at the surprise on his face as he took in what he was seeing, choosing her words carefully to tempt him into working with her. Her plan, as she explained was simple- they would dress up as traveling traders as they neared the lands, and once they reached it, would split into two. One group would meet with the bandits and seek to join them, and, once they had done so, open a window of oppurtunity for the other group to pass through the lands undetected. If her plan worked, she explained,the bandits wouldn't even know what they had done and their reward would be enough gold that none of them would have to work again. All the while, she gazed at his face, trying to figure out how he was taking this news.
Thread: To Shape a Person (lilywhite91 - ArclightX)

Garret looked over the map, and thought to himself, as he heard how eager she was to go into the plan, a plan he knew would not quite work as she wanted to do it, a group of thieves would not take on a large band of members, maybe four or five people. Even then only if they were. All connected somehow, that he could do, getting to the heart of the land as the map showed would not be too difficult, getting out would be the hard part, as he sighed to himself. He slid the map toward her, in a gesture to have her put it away. He thought to himself that she was not very skilled at this, she seemed very determined though, and he considered his options. She knew a little about him, and his men, a force to be reckoned with, enough that him being signed have ended stale mates, though what she was asking would put him, and a good deal of his men at risk, and then the authenticity came into play. He kept a very reserved face, his voice calm, and quiet his words a little in question, There are some very large risks, in this affair, first, and maybe most importantly, is what will we do if the treasure is not there?. He made sure she understood he was willing to take that risk, but he had to make sure she knew that was a very real possibility. He was already going over in his head how to sell such a venture to his men, but he had to make sure she was not planning to leave him with the trouble why she makes way with the bounty. His eyes watched her, taking in her beauty, he had to banish a thought from his head, but he never let it show, he liked these kinds of jobs, but that were very commonly more trouble than they were worth, though he had some nice hauls from such endeavors.
Thread: To Shape a Person (lilywhite91 - ArclightX)

She had already debated this issue with herself at large, and had taking great pains to make sure of the authencity of the information. But nothing could be made absolutely sure, and there remained a chance for their quest to be for nothing more than a pair of old socks. There aren't much chances of that she tried to assure him, But if that is so, I'd have to hunt down a lot of heads. But don't worry, I won't leave you hanging, there are a lot of other loots that I know of that can easily cover any costs we would incur in this quest, if, unlikely as it is, it ends in vain.For myself though, its a risk worth taking given the rewards which await at the end of it.. She could see him working out in his head whether to take the risks or not, and from experience, knew that the hardest thing for the leader was to convince the others to accept his decision. These mercenaries trusted no one and were loath to work with anyone outside their group, especially women. If it would make it any easier for you, she said,after a great deal of thought, you don't have to tell your men that it was my idea. I can simple be a girl you have been paid to travel with to where we are going. , watching his face grow brighter at the suggestion, As long as your men don't take liberties with me, of course.
Thread: To Shape a Person (lilywhite91 - ArclightX)

I will put it to my men in a way that i think they will agree too, and at the same time, won't be pushing anyone to it.. He nodded his head, he liked the adventures, not being paid to be on guard duty, but to go out, and enjoy the world, even if it meant the possibility of getting little more than the experience of it all. Though, it did not help that there was a chance if it was a bust, that they could make up some of it. He gave her a smile, his voice cheerful, If you want to travel with us, it will cost a little, that scrap of paper, and a simple silver penny, as long as you do not cause any trouble.. Some of the men laughed lightly near by as if they thought he planned on breaking her wish, and she would be used, but that was not his way, he liked a certain purity in women, and he had some plans for her. The men are well behaved, never seen a women come to me over an incident, that was not resolved to her liking.. That was the truth his men would not risk his wrath, but they may push the walls of their limits, as far as they could.
Thread: To Shape a Person (lilywhite91 - ArclightX)

She had heard of Garret's reputation, and knew that he could be trusted, as long as she had his word. It served to ease her discomfort at traveling with a group of strange men through lonely forests.oh, I'm sure you won't have any trouble convincing your men, she said, finishing her drink as the music grew softer around them. She didn't have any problems handing over the map,having already memorized everything in it, and she could easily afford the silver that she handed over to him with a smile. She ignored the knowing laughs and pointed comments from the men who had caught the last words of their conversation, but they did nothing to ease her anxiety at her new quest. So where are your men? she asked as she packed up her bags, removing the dagger that was hidden in her dress lest it be discovered by them.And when do we begin?, anxious to start, now that the negotiations were over. Lonely villages like this one didn't suit her at all, preferring the loneliness of forests or the security of dense cities.
Thread: To Shape a Person (lilywhite91 - ArclightX)

Garret smiled as he spoke, Camp is about an hour or so walk north, two if you are not used to the dense forest.. He smiled, and put out his hand, The names Garret Ionvarr, but first names are to my liking.. He did not really care if she gave her real name, he was always trouble when it had to do with a women, his men would suspect a little, and know what he wanted of them. The prize he wanted would not be of some treasure, but it would involve her if things played out to his whims. He downed his drink, ready to go, if she was, but would wait till she showed she was ready, he was in no real rush, Our camp is already set down, so we will be leaving when the sun graces us.. He smiled his men, hardly ever broke camp, unless a large direct threat, or at dawn, he would not ask them to leave sooner. Our last job was a success so they are going to celebrate some tonight, it will be good for you to get used to some of my more upstanding men, so you know who is safe, and those you can only guess at.
Thread: To Shape a Person (lilywhite91 - ArclightX)

I am used to the forest enough, she said as she shook his hand gently, feeling the rough and hard fingers against her own soft nimble ones. You can call me Lily, best to leave it at that. She was already prepared for travel, and got on her feet as soon as the barman took their glasses away. I generally prefer to travel at night, but I'm sure I can get used to your way she said thoughtfully. She was curious what his last mission had been, but thought it better to keep silent about it as they left the place together, letting him lead the way. She wasn't totally comfortable with meeting the men during the night but thought it would be better if she got used to them before they journeyed together, and got into scraps. Yes,it does help knowing whom one can trust,and I suppose only you would know the real reason for me going with you?