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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Fun RP => Topic started by: SadDubwool on February 08, 2016, 04:49:44 AM
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Blah blah blah, intro speech, i accidently deleted my post so now i need to do this again...
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Nagaram's Two kingdoms, Soulez and Tenliov, were never the best of allies, the troubles of contrasting belief systems and zenophobia are to blame, worsened by the kings rivalry, only recently has war been declared, not knowing of the evil looming above their pity rivalry, The Fallen Army, lead by Laires Rellik, seeks to finally take over all of Nagaram, will the kingdoms destroy each other or will they finally work together to vanquish Laires?
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Okay rules now bam boom splat.:
*No op characters, you can't one shot Laires with The "Senpai hammer of over 9000 suns"
*Romance is fine but no in RP bone-zoning
*Magic is allowed!
*You do not know of Laires until I reveal him, Alternatively you can say you know about him buuuut.....
You'll be treated like a insane motherfucka'
*have fun!
*(This RP is in Medival times)
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Character sheets slapped under me!
Name:
Gender:
Age:
Species:
Kingdom alignment:
Clothing/Armor:
Weapons:
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Name: Zaida, however many call her goddess.
Gender: Female.
Age: Immortal but appears to be in her 20's
Species: Vexū (closed species)
Kingdom alignment: An anti but allowed in Tenliov since she's a monster and accepted there.
Personality: Manipulative, Aggressive, Superior, Quiet, Calm, Demented, Mysterious, Untrusting. However when she opens up she's a Sweet anthro and sometime can be silly.
Clothing/Armor: boots above the knees, leggings, long sleeved cloak (not too baggy) with a vest over, her cape and hoodie remain.
Bandage wrap covering her breasts and lower area as her undergarments. (http://uploads.tapatalk-cdn.com/20160610/89a4c39022faf9effa1ba3cec6d83a21.jpg) similar to the picture shown. Shoulders more broad and sharp, includes large black hood to cover her face and and neck along with a torn cape as well.
Mount: (http://uploads.tapatalk-cdn.com/20160610/e064f14253f008052aa97a9dd010fdbc.jpg) a black destrier (war horse), like so instead glows white, short mane and medium tail with white wrapping at the base
Weapons: Darkness (however this can hurt her mentally and physically, doesn't work well in light, nor use it too long or she can go unconscious she is also not as strong as she use to be), Close combat, large jagged Crystal dual swords with glowing teal ancient markings down the middle
Extra: She's feared mainly for being an mysterious monster anthro.
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Name: Knight Devin Alpha
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Species: German Shepard, Saber mix
Kingdom alignment: Great knight of Soulez.
Personality: Strong, Loyal, Serious, Dependable, Heroic, Respectful, however intimidating, modest, shy, confident in himself.
Clothing/Armor: He wears boots up to his shins, trousers, tight cloak, a blood red cape with eastern dragon fur. (The cape stays on in his moon feral form)
And he has knight armor that is large, has a helmet and the designs to match his kingdom also more of a dark silver, scratches are light silver.
Weapons: A large sword and shield, close combat, his strength.
Extra: he has a curse, a moon feral. Only when born in a full blood moon and the only in his existence (Basically a werewolf) on full moons he grows feral. His fur messy and mohawk standing, eyes sharper and glow, claws retracted, his clothes will tear sometimes completely and he won't have control, could go on a complete rampage. Wears a white glowing crystal necklace given from a witch that helps him.
Also a red and silver in his throat with odd markings that allows him to speak. (Born mute)
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Name: Jack "Madness" Napier
Gender:Male
Age: 36
Species: Fox/Cat
Kingdom alignment:Tenliov
Clothing/Armor: in the pic
Weapons: Two short swords and a long bow, possible going to have a magic user enchant the swords if possible
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(I forgot to mention that Soulez mainly cosists of normal furries and Tenliov consists of monsters (vampires, undead and shiz)
Name:Red Locus
Gender:Male
Age:He died at 21 and has been undead for a half century
Species:Ragnos
Kingdom Alignment:Tenliov
Clothing/armor:Looks like the pic except its more withered damaged and has a stab mark in the chest, blood also seems to have encrusted on the neck region, He doesn't wear the helmet
Weapons:Pic
Appearence:Classic red, except for pale red skin, skin missing from his Ribs,Jaw and left eye
There also seems to be sticky black caulk on his neck
Extra:Before he died, red fought for Soulez, originally he wanted to be a bard but Joined for the greater good, He was killed in the war that decided Tenliovs Future, and was killed by one swift decapitation, He was buried with the rest of the fallen In a long forgotten Graveyard, which is where he laid dormant for many years
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(ill change to Tenliov then it suits my fursona better)
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(we can probably start the rp)
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(you should do the honors since you are the creator)
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(OOOOOOKAYYYYAYYAYAYAYAYYAYAYYAYAYA! start)
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(we must wait for Zaida)
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(LETS START NOW!)
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(Uh ok...)
Zaida leaned on the dead tree hidden under her armor. The vexū's tail swished up and down and ears leaned back. Her teal glowing eyes admiring the dark scenery, the full moon bright and stars scattered about the sky.
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'i yawn loudly and slowly sit up and look around the tent I'm in my armor on a rack in the corner and a small chest at the end of my bed.' "ahhhhh war this is all it gets the captains a few battle scars and gold." ' I stand up and done my armor leaving the helmet off putting it under my arm and walk outside.'
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Red drank some water,but failed as all of it fall through the bottom of his jaw
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'i walk through the small encampment as I walk by soldiers are whispering about how I always go to battle with soldiers and never stay behind. A few salute me along the way.'
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Zaida was well known but not in a popular way. Many didn't bother the Vexū even being on the same army she was still a feared and mysterious anthro, never opening up to others and often quiet. However A skilled fighter in combat with both close combat and her powers. She then gave a small sigh through her nose she turned and entered the kingdom the large walls closing behind her from the guardsmen.
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red walked around the castles walk way,walking into a pub
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Name: Rayleonarde "Ray" Blackburn
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Species: Raccoon
Kingdom Alignment: Soulez
Clothing/Armor: Curved horns adorn a black iron helmet, complete with a horrifying demonic visage as a mask. Massive crimson pauldrons studded with bone keep a torn cape about the cuirass. The cuirass in of itself is the same metal as the helmet, with golden rings about the middle. The back raises up slightly, to give the illusion of some massive, hobbled creature. Iron boots, capped off with massive spikes, and the large cuisse and greaves of crimson sit atop black-iron chainmail. Iron gauntlets of crimson cover most of the forearm, the rest of the arm exposed (as to give the opponent the hope of damaging whoever, or whatever, is occupying the armor). The visage of the armor makes even great warriors falter.
Weapons: Crimson painted black-iron kite shield studded with bronze, and a massive, serrated broadsword. Ribbons of silver thread hang from the cross hilt, and a silver cross hangs upon a chain attached to the pommel.
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Name: Aconitum
Gender: female
Age: Unknown
Species: Poison Drinker
Kingdom Alignment: Tenliov (I suppose?)
Clothing/armor: (http://uploads.tapatalk-cdn.com/20160208/a46afe4c64f41326f7e243ecb52a0512.jpg) This, but of course more feminine in figure
Weapons: A spear of some kind and a few daggers.
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(ooooohhhhhhh I want you in my army)
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Aconitum walked around the kingdom with her helmet under her arm and her spear propped up on her shoulder. As she moved, she kept an eye on the people around her and everything they did.
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Name: Rayleonarde "Ray" Blackburn
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Species: Raccoon
Kingdom Alignment: Soulez
Clothing/Armor: Curved horns adorn a black iron helmet, complete with a horrifying demonic visage as a mask. Massive crimson pauldrons studded with bone keep a torn cape about the cuirass. The cuirass in of itself is the same metal as the helmet, with golden rings about the middle. The back raises up slightly, to give the illusion of some massive, hobbled creature. Iron boots, capped off with massive spikes, and the large cuisse and greaves of crimson sit atop black-iron chainmail. Iron gauntlets of crimson cover most of the forearm, the rest of the arm exposed (as to give the opponent the hope of damaging whoever, or whatever, is occupying the armor). The visage of the armor makes even great warriors falter.
Weapons: Crimson painted black-iron kite shield studded with bronze, and a massive, serrated broadsword. Ribbons of silver thread hang from the cross hilt, and a silver cross hangs upon a chain attached to the pommel.
(So bad ass!!)
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((Aww, makin' me blush.))
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"this is what I get we got so many undead and most of my army is actual people." 'i say to myself.'
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Ray walked around the kingdom, his boots upsetting the dirt in a small area around him. His footfalls sounded like a blacksmith's hammer on the anvil. His sword was sheathed across his back, his shield on top of that. He was looking for the inn, for a drink and work.
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Zaida walked as her head laid low, anthro's getting out of her path. Parched she headed for the pub, for nothing but water. As it wasn't common to get there but she wasn't one to drink it was useless to her. The doors opened as she entered, anthro's looking over at the Vexū. After a few seconds they continued to what they were doing. She simply walked to the back sitting at the end of the bar and blowing out the candle beside her, making it bit dimmer where she sat. "Water, please." she said in a soothing voice to the bartender, a phoenix which nodded and went off to fetch the drink.
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*red was leaning on the pubs wall, sharpening his sword*
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Ray, after a few moments, found his way into the pub. After stepping inside, he simply took a seat on a nearby bench, and asked calmly. "Water?"
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'walks to the doge of the camp and tells the nearest sentry that I'm going into the kingdom to the pub.'
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He set the water down before heading off to take other orders of drink. Zaida dipped her black claw in the water swishing it and watched the water twirl. She then picked up the glass taking a drink, she sigh through her nose and after sat the glass back down. The vexū's long tail still swishing up and down, and ears flicking from the noises around her.
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'when I reach the gate it opens and the guards on either side salute as I walk through and head towards the pub.'
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Watching them salute from the corner of her eye, Zaida didn't ~pathetic~ she thought to herself, as she took another drink of her water. She was a lone warrior in battle, strong and determined she only did what she pleased or any of the king's orders. She definitely wouldn't salute to a anthro dressed as a fool.
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'i walk into the pub and sit my helmet on a table and look at all the anthro's in here.' "can I get some ale." 'i am quickly brought a mug of ale and I pay him for it. As I sip the ale I look around at all of them taking in all of their faces and memorizing every detail until I see the Vexū eyeing me.'
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(Corner of my eye but eh whatever)
Zaida's glowing teal eyes looked at him coldly, her face hidden under her hood and ears curved and tail wrapping around her waist. She hissed quietly under her breath before breaking eye contact and continuing to drink her water peacefully.
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(oh mess read sorry I'm tired)
'smiles and continues to look around and drink.'
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Ray lifted his helmet from his shoulders, and set it beside him. The purple raccoon's fur contrasted sharply with the black metal that was his armor. He sighed, and took a drink. "Thank you kindly, the walk here was dreadful."
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*red looked around as he heard talking but continued sharpening the sword
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( May I join?)
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( May I join?)
of course you can Silva
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( It's Silva! XD )
Name: Rustka Sliver
Speices: Skeleton Flamingo
Gender: Used to be male
Age: 43
Weapons: A silver dagger and uses the power of necromancy.
Kingdom: Tenlik
Clothing: A shadow black robe with a hood, and has green gems in his eye sockets.
(Ok?)
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Ray left two gold coins on the table, and walked out of the pub. He looked around, before putting his helmet on, and started off towards the outskirts of town. Ray kept one paw on the hilt of his broadsword, looking for a scrap.
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(I guess I'll have to even the balance... Somewhat. o-o I hate taking sides.)
Name: Viola Ashbenst (not her real name, maybe.)
Gender: Female
Age: 17 or 19
Species: Hybrid (part kangaroo, part wolf, part cat, part fox, part husky)
Kingdom alignment: Not really any, but Soulez because her mother was from there and she has no clue who her father is.
Clothing/Armor: A simple black cloth shirt (length varies, but usually ends up with an exposed midriff so that she can access the small pouch below her navel) and dark grey knee-length pants or a simple pair of grey shorts, both with pockets; she sometimes wears bandages around her wrists and ankles, and wears a belt at her waist with her dagger sheath on it; however, her main dagger's place of concealment is known only to her. She wears full black leather armor that allows her to sneak around without being seen (This is not belly-baring, but has a secret flap that lets her reach her pouch). She also has numerous scars from torture sessions, and wears them with pride. It should be mentioned that the pouch is not able to be seen by any person other than herself... usually. Wears an armored hood and a facemask in combat.
Weapons: Numerous blades and knives, her Raven Dagger that she can never lose or be deprived of, and a decent shortsword. Also uses a bow and arrow. She also stores numerous gadgets in her pouch, which is sort of like extra storage and not like... it usually is. Sometimes dual-wields short swords. She is also proficient in hand-to-hand combat since she hates killing, and has enough tricks up her sleeve to escape any monster. (She may be slightly magical. >->)
(.... okay or...?)
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(I'm going to try and restart this fire.)
'Jack stands up sharply putting on his helmet and walking out to a fight on the street as he walked forward people parted way for him and when he reached the two fighters they didn't notice him until he cleared his voice in the now quite street.' "May I ask what it is you two are fighting over?" 'The two anchors tremble one a feline the other a canine. The feline spoke trembling a little.' "Sir the thief stole some of my vegetables." 'The so called thief looked at Jack trembling knowing he could be sent to jail. He looked rugged and battered from the fight but he spoke.' "Yes sir I'm just so hungry." 'Jack stares down at him thinking of a punishment.'
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((Nothing to see here. Move along.))
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(I thought we were in separate kingdoms)
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((Oh...whoops. I kinda forgot the particulars of this RP...it's been a while.))
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Viola silently followed Ray, trying to keep to the shadows.
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Ray, after a few more yards, dropped his paw and sighed. He looked around, before taking his helmet off again.
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Viola watched from behind a tree, unsure if Ray could sense her or not. What is he doing...?
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Ray suddenly pitched forward, and vomited forth a small pool of blood. He remained doubled over, panting.
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*Red sat in his withered house*
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Ray suddenly pitched forward, and vomited forth a small pool of blood. He remained doubled over, panting.
Viola tilted her head slightly, watching Ray with slight concern.
...Maybe I should help him.
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Ray wiped his mouth, and stood upright. He set his helmet back on his head, and walked on.
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Viola kept following silently, trying to remain unseen.
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Ray stopped again, and sighed. "If you're gonna follow me, at least let me know."
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Ray stopped again, and sighed. "If you're gonna follow me, at least let me know."
Viola froze for a moment, unsure what to do now. Maybe he's bluffing....
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Ray turned slowly, his boots thudding like trip-hammers as he faced Viola. "Well?"
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Zaida sat silently, her ears laid back. She continued to drink the water, before setting the now empty glass. Her face hidden she stared at the wall with her hands folded.
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Viola blinked. ...Huh. Maybe he's not bluffing after all. Slowly, the hybrid rose from her crouching position. "...You seemed troubled earlier," she said slowly. "I didn't want to bother you."
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Ray smiled slightly behind his helmet. "Then you shouldn't have tried to sneak up on me. And I was having trouble, yes. But nothing you can help."
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"I... I see," the hybrid said, carefully advancing. "... Are you wounded?"
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Ray shook his head. "T'was an elixir given to me by an old wizard, kept my body in tact and this armor perfect. After he died, I ran out of said elixir, and am now doomed to rot away."
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Ray shook his head. "T'was an elixir given to me by an old wizard, kept my body in tact and this armor perfect. After he died, I ran out of said elixir, and am now doomed to rot away."
Viola cocked her head. "Well that's... unfortunate," she said. "Have you tried finding a way to recreate the elixir?"
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Ray nodded, and withdrew a small satchel from a shoulder pauldron. "Some of his notes, but others were lost to wind and time."
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Viola shrugged. "Well... maybe I could help you figure it out?" she asked.
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Ray nodded. "Mayhaps, are you some form of alchemist, then?"
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The hybrid shrugged. "I've had some practice in that craft," she said, looking through a satchel she was wearing.
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Ray sighed, as he thought . "Uh...we can try something, I guess?" He looked to Viola, and smiled, though his helmet didn't convey that. "Where are my manners? I'm Ray."
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Viola extended a hand. "Call me Violet."
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Ray's massive gauntlet dwarfed Viola's own paw. "Pleasure to meet you."
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Ray's massive gauntlet dwarfed Viola's own paw. "Pleasure to meet you."
Viola shook Ray's paw with her own gloved hand and nodded. "Likewise. Where do we start?"
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Ray shrugged, his armor groaning slightly. "Well, I'm not sure. We could start with his tower, it's just outside of town."
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Ray shrugged, his armor groaning slightly. "Well, I'm not sure. We could start with his tower, it's just outside of town."
Viola nodded. "Alright.... lead the way."
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Ray nodded, and started towards the tower. He moved slowly, like he was tired.
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Seeing Ray's progression, Viola carefully moved closer to him and touched his arm as they walked. "Would you like to lean on me?" she asked.
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Ray chuckled. "I'd crush you like a louse, miss. Let's just keep moving."
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Viola shrugged. "If you say so, but I could handle it," she said, walking a little ahead of Ray.
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Ray trudged on for a few more miles, before stopping and resting up against a tree. It was nearly dark, and the young raccoon had no intention of traveling by night. "Strange creatures come about when the moon is up, and I've not the strength to quarrel with them."
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Viola tilted her head. "You mean the people in the other town?" she asked. "They don't seem that bad."
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Ray shook his head. "No, these things...they're built to hunt me, but I've been able to dodge them, and keep my head low."
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Viola nodded once. "... Can they be defeated?" she asked.
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Ray shook his head. "Disabled, not killed. But, they cannot move faster than a slow shamble."
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Walking out of the pub, anthro's got out of her way. She stopped at the dead tree and gave a sharp whistle and click. A black horse came running down halting to a stop and snorting through its nose. It's eyes pure white along with its hair, and it's tail long having hair at the tip. Zaida gently placed her hand on its side dragging down to the tip of its snout, mounting the destrier (a war horse). The Vexū left the kingdom at once.
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Ray shook his head. "Disabled, not killed. But, they cannot move faster than a slow shamble."
(Is Zaida going to be anywhere near Viola and Ray?)
Viola nodded. "Right... shelter it is, then," she said, looking around. "Do you know of a place near here?"
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(I'm not sure, I was planning to just head to a town I guess. Also sorry for not posting had no clue what to do and was busy)
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(Alright. I'll wait and see what Ray says for now. Though I suppose you could run into us.)
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Ray tapped the earth. "Right here."
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Viola tilted her head. "...Camping, then?" she said. "Okay...Do you have a tent?"
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Ray shook his head. "Nope, I just sleep in this." He smiled, and patted his chest.
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Viola nodded. "Okay... who takes first watch?" she said, taking a seat.
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Ray smiled. "You go ahead and sleep. I just need to rest."
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Viola nodded once, curling up into a defensive ball and nodding off. "Be careful..." she murmured just before falling asleep.
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Ray nodded, and whispered. "Always am."
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Viola slept soundly for several hours.
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Zaida leaned down as the horse ran through the Hal forest. It huffed through its mouth and nose, dirt flew out from underneath it's hooves. She pulled back the destrier jumped over the log in from of their path and began to lightly gallop. The Vexū studied her surroundings with her glowing eyes as she lurked about.
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Violoa twitched an ear, almost thinking that she heard a horse.
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The horse huffed , sniffing the floor, and dragging its hoof. Zaida jumped off and sighed coldly through her nostrils and her eyes squinted lightly. Her hand stayed on the horse's snout as he grunted.
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Slowly, Viola blinked awake. We're not alone...
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Ray had a paw firmly on the hilt of his sword, and used his free paw to motion Viola for silence.
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Viola nodded once, carefully drawing a dagger out of her belt.
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The destrier trotted towards the stream, leaning it's head down and taking a drink. Zaida followed close behind patting his back, she sighed relieved to be alone.
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Viola stayed at the ready.
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Ray spoke out. "Who goes there? Come now, show yourself and there will be no hostility."
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Hearing the male voice her eyes shot open and the Vexū rose. Zaida's glowing eyes becoming bright and her body more visible. Now that she stepped forward as the bushes and tree's were out of the way. Whispers heard as she grew closer and the air getting chilly, Zaida did not speak but coldly stared
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Viola watched from under her hood. She must be from the other town... The hybrid gripped the hilt of her dagger nervously.
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Ray stood, slowly and painfully. "Look. I'm not going to harm you."
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Viola stayed behind Ray for now, slowly getting to her feet herself and considering slipping her hand through the secret area on her armor.
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"Oh? Yes, I know." she said softly. "However... I might." Zaida said soothing.
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Viola quickly slipped her hand through the opening in her armor and reached into her pouch, searching for an additional weapon.
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Ray chuckled. "You're going to attack two travelers, with nary a bit of food? The risk is not worth the reward."
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Oh, we have food, Viola thought to herself. But we ARE that food.
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"One? My destrier is here. Besides I can smell that one is weak..." She said in a soft gurgle growl.
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Ray rolled his eyes. "Weak is a matter of perspective. Out of sorts, friend."
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Viola found the hilt of her sword and quietly pulled it out.
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She ignored the coon for a second. "You travelers are far..." Her eyes faded until she disappeared in the night appearing a few feet closer. "Don't you think? I only planned to rest a bit." She said coldly disappearing again her voice was more demented and came from all surroundings. "Wait... Perceptive?" She realized. "You obviously don't know what i'm capable of...She has an idea." Zaida spoke talking about viola.
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Viola was unfazed by this comment. So she can sense that as well...
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Ray chuckled. "This facade can stop at anytime. You're scaring no-one. Come out while you still have dignity, or do you plan on being a coward?" He pounded his chest, and drew his massive sword.
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"You are a fool, however I'm not surprised... I wasn't planning to scare nor harm this evening only to rest and that's what I plan to do sir. I was merely studying. We'll meet again I'm sure" Her voice faded along with the whispers. the horse threw its hooves up neighing loudly before running off.
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Viola quickly put her sword away before Ray noticed. "That was close, huh?" she said.
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Ray shook his head. "A coward, it seemed. There was very little presence of a threat."
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Ray shook his head. "A coward, it seemed. There was very little presence of a threat."
"Ray, call me crazy, but I'm pretty sure that if she had wanted to attack, we'd have found ourselves in quite a hard battle," Viola replied.
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Ray shrugged. "Mayhaps I judge too quickly. I'm too familiar with the scum that traipse this wood." He sighed. "Well, now someone knows where we camped, so let's get moving."
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Viola nodded, sheathing her dagger. "Lead the way," she said.
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Ray nodded, and started off. Headed away from both towns, the young raccoon started towards a nearby mountain range, hoping to spy his master's tower.
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Viola followed close behind, keeping an eye and ear out for any other opposition.
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After a while, the trees and grass gave way to mountains and stone, the air was chilly, and snow fell gently to the ground. Ray looked around, and yawned.
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Viola carefully rubbed her chest to keep her vitals warm. "H...How f-far are we now?" she asked.
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Ray nodded, frost falling from his ears. He seemed even more gaunt than before, as his condition worsened. "Yes, we aren't too far." He turned, and smiled kindly at Viola. "Cold?"
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Viola nodded slowly. "T-this armor isn't really suited for mountain temperatures," she said, shivering a bit.
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Ray suddenly took a knee, and patted the back of his armor. "Hop on, miss. It'll keep you warm." In fact, Ray's armor hadn't accumulated any snow at all, and seemed to radiate heat.
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Carefully, Viola climbed onto Ray's back and held his shoulders. "Um.... how should I hold onto you?" she asked.
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Ray bent forward slightly, giving Viola a flatter platform to rest on. "Anyway you see fit."
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After a few seconds of thought, Viola quickly wrapped her legs around Ray's armor and hugged him in a way that did not restrict his breathing. Instantly, she began to feel warmer. "...All set," she said in a purring tone.
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Ray chuckled, and walked on. He whistled quietly, as he looked around for the tower. After a few moments, the tower came into view. Thick clouds swirled around it's top, and lightning flashed around the cloud cover. Ray sighed, and spoke quietly. "We're here."
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Viola looked up at the tower from her position on Ray's back. Strangely enough, despite the warmth of Ray's armor, she felt her blood run cold. "Definitely a good place to stay if you want to be alone," she whispered back. "This is where that man lived?"
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Ray nodded. "Yes. He lived alone, 'till he created me."
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Viola raised an eyebrow. "So... you're his creation, then?" she asked.
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Ray nodded. "I was a corpse, so the story goes, and he brought me back. S'why I need his notes, for the preservation potion, lest I rot to nothing."
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Nodding once, Viola looked up at the castle. "Well, with some luck, maybe something will still be there," she said, grinning widely.
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Ray nodded, and started towards the large, iron double door. "Should be, the old man was a pack-rat to a fault." After a minute or so of walking, the two reached the door. Ray reached out, and threw the door wide. "Well...welcome home."
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Viola looked around from her spot on Ray's back. "Well... quite the place," she said.
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(Don't think I'll stay in the RP of no one else is on my side... Guess I'll add in Devin! Post his sheet later.)
Zaida traveled in the large Hal forest her hands behind her back, the horse catching up. Her armor fading to regular clothing, she entered a cabin she saw the hybrid cleaning his face.
Devin was a German Shepard, and Saber mix, and well known monster hunter, and the great knight of Soulez. he turned around with a raised brow. "Zaida? Hello, what a nice surprise! I wasn't expecting you sister." he greeted with a bear hug and chuckle.
As much as she didn't enjoy hugs she only gave them to those she trust, she lifted her face away from his bare chest. "It's nice to see you too brother." she said breaking away.
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(I'll add Zanthe on your side as well, if you'd like.)
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(Sure whatever you want. Anyways added his sheet)
"I was actually heading back to Soulez kingdom sister, care to join?" He asked putting on his cloak and cape afterwards.
Zaida peered out the window looking at both of their horse's trotting about. "I suppose it wouldn't hurt." her voice was soft.
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Ray nodded. "Indeed. Many lives were lost in the construction. I suppose that's where I came from." He walked as he talked, his voice reverberating off of the walls. "It's nice being undead, really, mostly because I can enter either kingdom, as well as the realm between. Which, unfortunately, we'll have to see...probably."
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Name: Zanthe Kalonike
Gender: Female
Age: 20....?
Species: Catfox/ "coyote walker"
Kingdom alignment: Ex-Soulez; now lives in Telinov; however, works in Soulez.
Clothing/Armor: Assorted; uses a light armor, but also wears a chain mail set sometimes. (She has a lot of options.)
Weapons: Knives, swords, bows, her body; doesn't scar up, immune to mind control, resistant to magics, can regenerate lost limbs.
Viola drew a dagger and nodded. "Well then... let's press on," she said, grinning widely.
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"How has the crystal been working brother?" She asked opening the door.
Devin looked at her. "It's been working." he nodded dressed in his armor.
Both walking to the destrier's and mounting them.
Devin's a silver horse with a black mane and tail clipped short and his eyes and hooves gold. Zaida's a pure black horse with a silky mane and tail. However a patch of white covering his face giving an appearance of a skull.
Both began to ride outside the Hal forest, and heading straight towards Soulez kingdom. Devin leading the way and Zaida close behind.
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Ray nodded, and after a few minutes of walking, reached the main laboratory. Beakers and other containers bubbled gently, as if the lab had been recently used.
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Viola looked around. ".... How long ago did your master die?" she asked again.
Zanthe rode towards the town, clad in her work clothes. Things had been difficult ever since she discovered her abilities, but she managed.
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Ray thought a moment. "A few years ago...four or five."
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The hybrid cocked an eyebrow. "And... have you been back here?" she asked. "Recently?"
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Ray stopped in his tracks. "I...I don't remember." Shaking his head, Ray started to mix a few of the chemicals. "I must've. These shouldn't be warm otherwise."
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Viola nodded, but stayed on her guard nonetheless.
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They slowly stopped as Soulez came into view. Then entered the kingdom grabbing the attention of the anthro's inside. Zaida and Devin jumped off their horses, the hybrids tied them up near the entrance.
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After a while, Ray set down the flask he held, and sighed. "I can't make heads or tails of this. Viola, you wanna try? Notes are on the desk over there." He featured towards an old, decrepit desk, before sitting down with a thud.
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Nodding, Viola walked over to the desk, sheathing her dagger. "Sure, I'll take a crack at it," she said, grinning widely.
Zanthe arrived seconds later, tying her horse up and heading into the city.
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Many admired Devin, he was well known. However many didn't know him personally not did they know his curse. Zaida only got odd but curious stares, it was common to her.
The German Shepard and saber mix looked at the zanthe who just came to the kingdom but not too long to come off rude but still smiled and bowed his head lightly as a greeting before looking away. he thought for a moment "Shall we get something to eat? On me." He said to Zaida.
The Vexū looked at the catfox who just arrived at Soulez as well before looking over at Devin. She looked up at him with a small nod "Yes, I haven't ate ever since last night..."
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Many admired Devin, he was well known. However many didn't know him personally not did they know his curse. Zaida only got odd but curious stares. The German Shepard and saber mix looked at the zanthe who just came to the kingdom but not too long to come off rude. he thought for a moment "Shall we get something to eat? On me." He said to Zaida.
The Vexū looked at the catfox who just arrived at Soulez as well before looking over at Devin. She looked up at him with a small nod "Yes, I haven't ate ever since last night..."
Zanthe clocked in at her part-time employment as a serving girl at the local tavern.
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"Anywhere is fine, you know I will eat anything" Zaida simply said.
Devin lead the way. "The tavern it is" they both went to the tavern, grabbing an empty booth.
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"Anywhere is fine, you know I will eat anything" Zaida simply said.
Devin lead the way. "The tavern it is" they both went to the tavern, grabbing an empty booth.
Zanthe padded over, dressed in a serving girl's outfit. "What would you like?" she asked. "Welcome to (whatever this place is called)."
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(Maybe the lavok (lav-ahk) tavern?)
"Why thank you madam." Devin smiled lightly and bowed his head lightly to be polite. A few anthro's stared at the knight with Aw. He spoke in a gentle tone "could I have Horker and ash yam stew with bread please ma'am, any drink will do. Thank you."
Zaida bowed her head as the catfox greeted "I will have the same as him without bread and only water, please and thank you" The Vexū said softly.
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As Viola worked, Ray collected as many of the ingredients as possible. He moved slower and slower with each return, his condition deteriorating.
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Viola tapped her writing utensil against the side of her head. "I think I've just about got it," she said, taking some notes on her hand.
Zanthe flashed them a casual smile, having gotten into character. "Give me just a moment," she said, heading to the kitchen to cook up the food.
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Devin watched her walk of giving his attention towards Zaida. "Later I'll go back to the cabin, so I don't harm anyone tonight" he said quietly as it was a full moon.
Zaida nodded, having nothing planned. "I'll ride with you."
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Zanthe caught a few whispers of this, but did not hear exactly what was said. Not long after she left, she returned with the food. "Here you are, sir, lady," she said, placing the food in front of Devin and Zaida. "I hope it is to your liking."
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"How has the crystal been helping?" She asked.
The hybrid sighed fiddling with it. "It's a hard process but I can hold it in longer. Oh and remember the nights I turn." They both stopped talking as zanthe came over.
Devin looked at her food, he then nodded. "Again, Thank you"
Zaida looked at her food, she grabbed the glass drinking water first.
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Ray sat down, his armor clanking loudly, and sighed. "Take your time."
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Viola wrote madly, her tongue tip sticking out of the corner of her mouth.
Zanthe bowed. "You are very welcome, sir," she said, moving on to the next table.
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They began to eat talking in between. Not to long after they finished there food, and Zaida had disappeared.
Devin began to walk over to the catfox a small bag of coins in his large paws. The hybrid hands it to her "the meal was lovel-"
A mutt barged in, panicking. "O-ogre!" He yelped. "Outside the kingdom, the farm lands! It's eating the animals!" He whimpered loudly with his tail between his legs.
An ogre? Devin turned the necklace caught on his armor and snapped, falling off his neck. He marched out of the tavern and mounted his horse. Riding off towards the farmland quickly as possible.
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Zanthe, seeing the necklace fall, quickly scooped it up. He might need this... I should get it to him as soon as possible, she thought, quickly putting the right amount of money away and changing into her riding gear.
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Drawing his sword he saw the blue ogre (not literally but as a species) ones that lived in forests. Eating some of the cows that provided meat and milk for Soulez. A few knights and guards attacked the beast.
Devin jumped off his horse allowing her to run off into a safe distance until he called her. He stayed behind the ogre, slashing at its legs and back. Taking advantage of the knights and guards who distracted it.
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Showing up about five minutes after Devin, Zanthe anchored her horse nearby and carefully approached the combat. Where could he be...?
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Grabbing the beasts attention. It turned drooling goop and roared loudly stomping towards Devin. He got in stance as the ogre slammed it's fists down he quickly rolled aside and jumped up its arm slashing its chest and shoulder. He flipped over, impaling the blue ogre and dragging the sword down its back. He landed back onto his feet hidden behind it again.
The ogre groaned as it stumbled, scratching its back from the pain. It held the large wood stone club in its hand swinging it around carelessly.
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Zanthe watched from the shadows, granting herself a small grin. He's rather good at that.
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Devin charged towards the ogre. Sliding under neath and slashed the sword multiple times on its back and legs having it stumble but not yet to fall. The hybrid huffed looking at the sun begin to disappear behind the mountains growing stressed. He whistled, mounting his house as it ran, he turned around the horse sprinting towards the ogre. His sword impaled the side of the blue ogre having it collapse, the horse turned sharply returning to the injured creature. She jumped over, Devin slashing the neck of the beast.
He looked back, the ogre finally put down. However devin didn't stop and headed into the forest n a rush as night approached. He felt his chest and neck but it seemed too late to go back now.
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Cocking an eyebrow, Zanthe mounted up and followed after Devin, the necklace tight in her grasp.
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Devin breathing grew heavier as he stressed almost panting, a migraine grew. His eyes darted around the forest, until the old cabin into view a place he usually went before he turned. Devin jumped off allowing his horse to run off for her own safety. He held his head as he ran inside throwing his armor off only wearing his pants and cape. "Dammit!" He growled under his breath as he fell to his hands and knees shaking, trying his best to control it.
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Leaving her horse behind miles away, Zanthe ran up to Devin quickly. "Sir, you dropped this necklace!" she said.
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Devin looked at her and stood looking ill, he quickly snatched it putting it on. "G-get out!" he gave a growling groan.
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Zanthe backed away slowly.
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"Jus- go..." He sighed trying to calm back down. Devin held the crystal tightly and stumbled knocking over the lamp, the cabin now dark. His bones started to snapped changing his form slightly, teeth and claws grew, fur longer and his hair standing. His grunts turned into growls and the only clothing left was his cape, his fur covering his bare body.
The monster turned over at the catfox baring his teeth beginning to growl, crawling out of the darkness and slowly towards the door.
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Zanthe blinked, then quickly backed out of the cabin, closing the door as Devin had asked.
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There was clawing and roaring in the cabin before it fell silent, only his sniffing could be heard growing closer to the door.
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Zanthe quickly backed away, her mind racing. Should I strip and make a run for it...? But then he'd know about me... I'd have to leave Soulez again.
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The beast slammed into the door multiple times busting it open. Devin stumbled a bit before catching himself with his front paw, his claws digging in the dirt. Mist rising from his mouth and nose as he slowly stood on his legs, his eyes showing only rage while looking down at the cat fox, huffing heavily.
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Ray looked up at Viola, and spoke softly. "Coming along well...I trust?"
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Viola nodded. "Very well... I'm just about done, I think," she said, mixing some ingredients.
Zanthe quickly jumped up the nearest tree with surprising speed, thinking to gain a strategic advantage.
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He gave a roaring howl at the moon. Devin looked at the catfox scurry up the tree drooling while he growled. The hybrid slammed on the tree beginning to climb up until he stopped looking back and sniffing the air. Luckily the sound and smell of a buck nearby caught his attention, the caped moon feral ran off to hunt.
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Zanthe silently jumped to another tree and watched from a distance.
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There wasn't much of a chase or fight since the buck unable to react fast enough. Only an easy kill for Devin, he dragged the buck by its antlers to the lake not to far from the cabin. Beginning to eat the deer staining his snout and claws quite a bit.
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Ray nodded, and stood. He walked to an alter, and began to chant. The stone obelisk behind the alter began to splinter and crack.
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Viola watched on carefully. "What's going on with that...?"
Zanthe hopped into a tree nearer to Devin.
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The obelisk shattered, and formed a portal encased in obsidian. Ray turned, and smiled. "The land of the dead."
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Devin huffed drinking some water, kneeling down and his snout close as he scooped water up with one hand. His other holding the deer's antlers. He looked over at zanthe with his red eyes her growled and gave a warning snarl before continuing to eat and drink.
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Viola raised the other eyebrow. "What...?! Is this part of it?" she asked.
Zanthe blinked and hopped back into her previous tree, but continued to watch from on high.
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As time passed the feral beast eating the deer he finally began to walk off. He painted and groaned growing sleepy for some odd reason. He collapsed his cape covering his body like a blanket.
A shadow figure covered in armor levitated just over him. She slowly lowered finally touching earth. Zaida sighed kneeling down to look at him.
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Zanthe watched from a distance, glad that she'd dyed herself black today.
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Ray nodded. "It is, I did say it was. Anyway, hop on my back, and the Gatekeeper'll ignore you." He smiled at Viola, his teeth were starting to blacken with rot.
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Viola blinked, but climbed onto Ray's back anyway. "Alright," she said. "Gatekeeper?"
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Ray nodded. "Yep. He's not too keen to let the living in." He stepped into the portal, and after a peal of thunder, the portal closed behind him. The young raccoon turned, and started towards a large, black-iron gate. Standing chained to this gate was a large, multi-armed creature, which carried several weapons that would easily cleave a man in two.
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"I can't stay Devin... Please calm down.." Zaida pet him softly on the head.
Devin seeming looked up at her and whimpered gaining control of this form.
"Please, I'll be back. Your stronger remember that" she disappeared.
Devin huffed as he stood, sniffing around as he started towards his cabin.
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Zanthe continued to sneak through the trees, wondering if she should approach Devin or not.
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Devin laid down pawing the crystal with his large paws. He huffed and looked seeing a moving object in the tree tilting his head.
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Zanthe cursed mentally. Well, no use in hiding now. Slowly, unsure how Devin would react, she inched towards the trunk of the tree and the way down, trying not to move while he watched her.
Viola tried not to look too long at the Gatekeeper... just in case.
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Devin walked towards the tree sniffing around. He looked up sniffing at the catfox and grunted at her.
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Zanthe cursed mentally again and sighed softly, looking down and making eye contact with Devin. "Hello," she said shakily.
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Devin grunted heavily as a response. He stood looking down at her, sniffing her head placing his paw on the catfox to accidentally knock her down.
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(She wasn't that low.... eh, improvising.)
Zanthe, put off balance, quickly maneuvered so that she landed on her feet.
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(Oh oops sorry...)
Devin pulled his paw back quickly and tilted his head to her, his short tail wagging lightly.
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Zanthe looked up at Devin, brushing herself off. "... So," she said. "Are you doing okay?"
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Devin gave a confused look and gruffed sitting down. "Y-uh" he struggled.
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Zanthe blinked and realized she was talking to a feral version of a sentient being. "... Do you want me to leave or stay?" she asked.
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"Y-y-uh." The hybrid gave a simple nod as well. His head laying down now looking up at the catfox.
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Ray walked past the Gatekeeper. The creature's eyes were glazed-over, milky-white orbs that stared blankly into the misty-void of the dead lands.
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Viola decided that now would be a very good time to stay still.
Sighing, Zanthe crouched down and scratched behind Devin's ears. "I'll just stay," she said.
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The hybrid flinched with a snarl not letting most anthro's get close or touch him besides Zaida. His ears leaned back and he sighed through his nose relaxing but still tense, he didn't have a good history with anthro's in his feral form.
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As Ray strode confidently forth, the beast bellowed, and swung one of the gigantic weapons. A creature, a small mouse, had apparently tried to pass, and was neatly smote. The mouse's soul was pulled into the weapon, and the screams of the damned echoed briefly. A few minutes later, Ray was clear of the gate-keeper, and stopped at a river edge. He turned his head, smiling. Ray looked much better since he entered, but the miasma of the land would make mortals ill. The young raccoon spoke, almost jovially. "You can dismount, if you wish, miss Viola."
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Viola suddenly felt like her insides were wilting. "Is it... ugh... is it safe now?" she said, feeling sick.
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Ray nodded, and noted the pained sound in her voice. "Would you like for me to fashion a sledge or something? I should've warned you about this place."
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Ray nodded, and noted the pained sound in her voice. "Would you like for me to fashion a sledge or something? I should've warned you about this place."
Viola shook her head. "I should be fine for now," she said, slowlly climbing off of Ray. "I just need to NGGGGH!" The hybrid fell to her knees, clutching her gut. "... o...on second thought, a sledge would be great," she said, trying not to throw up.
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Ray sighed. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have tried to drag you here." He quickly set to work, and hoped Viola wouldn't die on him.
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Ray sighed. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have tried to drag you here." He quickly set to work, and hoped Viola wouldn't die on him.
Viola smiled. "Hey, it's fine," she said, still clutching at her stomach. "I've had to deal with nausea before."
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Ray, after a few minutes, returned with a sledge, complete with rope. He stepped up beside Viola, and spoke softly. "Miss Viola?"
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Viola looked up at Ray. "Hey," she said, smiling at Ray. It was a pained smile. "Did you make it?"
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Ray nodded, and gently placed Viola on the sledge. He then looped the ropes around his waist, and began walking. "There should be something nearby, that'll help you."
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Devin eventually fell asleep as he sun started to rise. The cape covering his body as he began to turn back anthro.
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Viola nodded. "That would be great, thanks," she murmured.
Zanthe stayed by him as he changed, then carried him back indoors once he was anthro again.
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He stretched slowly opening his eyes to see the blurry surroundings. A blanket covering part of his body to avoid being naked. "Hmm" he groaned softly sitting up.
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Zanthe crossed her arms and leaned against the wall. "Good morning, sir," she said, bowing deeply.
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"MmMorning?" he quickly looked over to the catfox. His eyes scanned her body in case he did any harm before sighing. "I'm sorry you had to see that." He stood, wrapping the blanket around himself.
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Ray nodded, and continued on. An hour passed, when Ray stopped, and removed the rope. He started forward, where a small sparkling pool shone brightly against the empty waste. It was something that happened every so often in the land of the dead. Some poor soul enters with more life than the others, and that extra energy collects in a pool. The raccoon quickly bottled what he could, and returned to Viola. "Miss Viola?"
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Viola looked up. She strangely enough seemed pretty much the same. "Hey," she said. "Are we there?"
Zanthe walked over and crouched down beside Devin. "It's alright," she said. "I've seen weirder things happen." Glancing around, she picked up Devin's pants and offered them to him. "I can go outside, if you'd like me to."
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"Oh thank you" he said grabbing his pants from the cat fox. He shrugged lightly "You can just turn around."
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"Oh thank you" he said grabbing his pants from the cat fox. He shrugged lightly "You can just turn around."
(How good is Devin's sense of smell in regard to other supernatural creatures?)
Zanthe nodded and turned around, hoping that the black dye hadn't faded off of her lower back. (Tavern clothes.)
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Ray shook his head. "No, we have to go see my brother." He smiled, and held out the bottle of life essence. "Here, drink this. You'll feel better."
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(It's pretty good, one reason he's good at slaying monsters. But once turning feral or anthro it can be messed up for a little bit.)
He dropped the blanket, pulling up his pants. "Alright done." Everything was no longer blurry. He sniffed his smell starting to come back.
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Viola gently accepted the bottle and took a drink from it. Her nausea immediately started to lessen. "... Thanks," she said. "I think I'll be good for a while..."
The room, strangely enough, smelled a bit like a catfox and a lot like a coyote.
Zanthe turned around quickly and tried to tug her shirt down pointlessly. I really wish I'd had time to change... these clothes won't protect me in a fight all that well. "So," she said, giving up and rubbing the back of her head. "You're a shapeshifter of some sort, then?" She looked rather average.
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Devin smelled multiple things and huffed through his nose looking over at her. "I guess you can say that. It's some curse I have that I can't control. I was born on a blood moon and my parents both had magic abilities." He said trying to ignore the mixture of smells.
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Zanthe nodded and walked over to Devin cautiously. "Huh... And you're part of Soulez?" she said. "Do they know?"
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Ray nodded. "I'm happy for you, miss Viola." He tied the ropes, and continued walking. It felt like another hour had passed, and Ray neared a large stone keep. He slowed, and looked contemplatively at Viola.
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He was silent for a short time before sighing "No they don't, besides they tried killing me in my feral form before I don't think telling them would be a great idea." He said.
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Viola looked back at Ray. "... Is something up?" she asked.
Zanthe nodded and stepped closer. "I won't tell them," she said, looking into his eyes.
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Ray sighed, heavily. "Miss Viola, the place we have to visit is a place that no living mortal has left. This is a dangerous place, and I need you to remain silent. Do not talk with anyone, or make eye-contact with anyone. I need you to promise me this." He turned, and knelt in front of the sledge, his eyes, for the first time since he and Viola met, were heavy with sorrow.
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He looked down at her and gave a nod with a light smile. "Thank you." The smell was finally strong. "...I'm sorry if this comes off rude. You smell a bit odd." He grew closer sniffing the air around her.
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Viola looked at Ray for a moment. "Do you need me to walk, or will it be fine for me to play dead?" she asked.
Zanthe, outwardly, remained impassive at that comment, but internally she was tensing up. Shoot... his sense of smell is impeccable. "Oh?" she said, trying not to retreat. "Well, I do work at a tavern."
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Ray thought a moment. "You should be fine, there are no corpses here. If you want to walk, that's fine."
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"No it's not that" he grabbed her wrist gently. "You smell different then that." Devin said.
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Viola nodded and stood up gently, hiding the bottle in what seemed to be a deep pocket in the front of her armor. "Alright... so don't talk, and don't make eye contact," she said. "I can do that."
Zanthe cocked her head. "Well... is it a good different?" she asked.
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"Well it isn't bad... So you can say that." He said sniffing. Before letting her go not wanting to make her uncomfortable.
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Zanthe nodded slowly, but didn't back away. "So... that was an impressive kill back there," she said. "I was trying to get your necklace back to you, so I saw that..." The catfox rubbed the back of her head, mentally wishing that she was wearing clothes that covered her body more behind the greater problem of what to tell Devin. "Is that what you do?"
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He stopped smelling the air and decided to ask later. As he studied her, he saw she was slightly uncomfortable. "Yes I'm a knight at Soulez, mostly slay monsters." The hybrid then asked. "If you like you can sit down." He gestured before pausing. "I'm sorry I didn't catch your name, I'm Devin"
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Zanthe nodded and gently extended a hand. "Zanthe," she said, still feeling awkward. "Sorry if I seem uncomfortable, but if you wanted to, you could see right down my top." She shrugged. "I tried to dress more modestly, but it's a tavern."
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"Zanthe. A unique name, I've never heard of it." He nodded. "You don't have to worry I wasn't raised to be a pig." He handed his shirt over to her. "It may be big on you but it'll cover you up."
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Ray nodded. "Very good." He left the sledge buried a few inches beneath them, and marked it with an 'X'. Ray then started towards the keep, his footfalls kicking up small plumes of dust.
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Viola followed right behind Ray, not making a noise or eye contact.
Zanthe gently accepted the shirt and tugged it on. "Thank you," she said, looking up at Devin. "It's ridiculous how they make people wear such things, isn't it?"
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Devin nodded with agreement. "It is. As well as anthro's taking advantage of that. It's disgusting how they act, Some are too desperate." He gruffed.
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"Quite," Zanthe replied, taking a seat. "Another woman who worked at the tavern got sexually assaulted by a patron once."
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Devin shook his head. "I'm sorry to hear that. If that happens again you can tell me... I would put them in their place." He cleared his throat. "However let's not get caught in that.... I want to ask you smell like some canine and your fur smells off" he said. "I'm just curious why."
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Devin shook his head. "I'm sorry to hear that. If that happens again you can tell me... I would put them in their place." He cleared his throat. "However let's not get caught in that.... I want to ask you smell like some canine and your fur smells off" he said. "I'm just curious why."
"I'm part fox," she said. "I just look like a cat."
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"Hmm" he nods. "Sorry for bothering. Again I was growing curious."
The silver horse neighed outside the cabin catching Devin's attention.
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Zanthe nodded, then looked outside. "Trained?" she asked.
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"Somewhat. Learned herself to run when its the night of a full moon. Sometimes she'll come back but stay her distance." He said petting her the horse licking his paw and resting her head on his hand with a huff.
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"Somewhat. Learned herself to run when its the night of a full moon. Sometimes she'll come back but stay her distance." He said petting her the horse licking his paw and resting her head on his hand with a huff.
"She's quite well-trained," Zanthe replied, looking around for her own horse. "Hmm..."
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He chuckled petting the horse gently. "She is. How about yours?" He said looking back at her.
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Seconds after Devin said that, a dark horse trotted up to Zanthe and licked her face. "There you are," she said, gently pushing the horse's face away from her despite the smile in her eyes. "Glad you stayed safe..." The catfox looked over at Devin. "Present and accounted for."
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"Very good." He nodded looking at her smile he couldn't stand but break into a smile as well.
Vena his horse nudged him catching his attention oncemore. "Shh ok ok, she probably wants to head to the meadow. If you like you could join us. There is a meadow and stream not to far from the cabin. She eats and washes there, Its very relaxing."
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"Very good." He nodded looking at her smile he couldn't stand but break into a smile as well.
Vena his horse nudged him catching his attention oncemore. "Shh ok ok, she probably wants to head to the meadow. If you like you could join us. There is a meadow and stream not to far from the cabin. She eats and washes there, Its very relaxing."
Zanthe looked to the side for a moment as she thought, trying to decide if it was a good idea to go with Devin. Finally, the catfox looked into Devin's eyes and nodded. "If you don't mind having us along," she said, patting her horse's side.
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"Well I asked didn't I? Come on" he gestured to follow as he mounted his horse, she trotted her way to the meadow.
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Zanthe mounted up and let her horse follow Devin's, stroking its mane and whispering in its ear.
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The horse slowly stopped at a stream dragging her hoof on the soft soil and grass near the water.
Devin hopped off, taking off her saddle and bridles allowing her to feel more comfortable. "There you go" he pat her side before she pounced off playful splashing in the water and stopped to take a drink.
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The horse slowly stopped at a stream dragging her hoof on the soft soil and grass near the water.
Devin hopped off, taking off her saddle and bridles allowing her to feel more comfortable. "There you go" he pat her side before she pounced off playful splashing in the water and stopped to take a drink.
Zanthe dismounted her own horse and took all the things off of it. "Go ahead," she said, patting the horse's nose softly. The horse got into the river, as well.
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Devin leaned against a tree and slowly slid down. Making a small grunt, his body a bit sore. He looked at the horse in the river, taking a deep breath.
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Zanthe padded over to Devin. "You're hurt," she said, not quite a question but not quite a statement.
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"Well if you want to say that, just a bit sore." Devin simply said laying down his arms spread out as he scratched his bare chest having multiple cuts some stayed as scars. He looked up at the tree's. "Just going to rest a bit, and maybe head back to Soulez." He mumbled as he thought.
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"Well if you want to say that, just a bit sore." Devin simply said laying down his arms spread out as he scratched his bare chest having multiple cuts some stayed as scars. He looked up at the tree's. "Just going to rest a bit, and maybe head back to Soulez." He mumbled as he thought.
Zanthe paused for a moment, then sat down beside him. "... You heal pretty fast," she said.
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"A bit but nothing really special." The hybrid shrugged lightly as he looked down at the cuts and scars.
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Ray led Viola into the keep, and approached a small arena. In the middle of this arena was a large, wooden dais, with posts on each corner. In the middle was another one of the dead, a squirrel, paws bound behind him and resting on his knees. His face was beaten and bloodied, and he groaned lightly as the crowd in the arena stands jeered. Another figure began to approach the dais, an armored figure like Ray. However, this raccoon's armor was studded with spikes made of bone, and various pelts were stretched and stitched to the armor, giving it a disturbing visage.
Ray drew a breath. Even though his brother was wearing a helmet, Ray knew the disturbing armor and evil visage of his brother. "Jayce..."
Jayce approached the dais like it was a show; his arms were outstretched, and he looked around the crowd. "Ladies and gentlemen," he bellowed, his voice not unlike a cold-steel dagger against stone. "We've gathered here, because of this individual!" He pointed accusingly at the kneeling squirrel. "This one, no more than five years in our lands, has been charged with attempting to open a portal between our world, and the lair of a necromancer!"
The crowd yelled in anger, loudly booing the accused.
Jayce relishing in the hatred, continued his tirade. "Now, those of you that have been with us for a while know the punishment for selling your dead kinsmen." He knelt in front of the squirrel, roughly gripped his chin, and brought the squirrels eyes to meet his own. "I...Jayce, Death-lord of these planes, condemn you to join the ranks of the Flayed!" The crowd went silent, as the squirrel suddenly began pleading for forgiveness, as Jayce tossed him aside. The massive armored raccoon stood, and lifted a paw.
At this gesture, Ray reached behind himself, and covered Viola's eyes, whispering. "Miss Viola, always remember. There are fates worse than death."
The sound of chains moving through the air broke the silence. The squirrel released a agonized scream, and a few moments later, a wicked sword was drawn. Jayce could be heard laughing, manically, as the sound of something being torn was barely hidden behind tortured cries of forgiveness. These noises lasted no more than a minute and a half, when the sound of chains retracting replaced the silence. Jayce could be heard shouting. "Bring him to the Punishment Cages, to join his new kinsmen." Four sets of feet could be heard walking onto the dais, and dragging something away.
After the passage to the Punishment Cages was closed, Ray moved his paw from Viola's eyes, and repeated himself. "There are fates worse than death."
Jayce sheathed his now-dirtied crooked blade, and started to head towards the Punishment Cages, when he spotted Ray. "Brother!" The crowd started to disperse, headed back to their un-lives.
((Sorry for the wall-post. I've been writing this encounter ever since Ray and Viola entered the land of the dead.))
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Zanthe absentmindedly reached out and traced one. "True," she said.
Viola kept her head down and looked no one in the eye. She hadn't seen the act, but the sound would haunt her forever.
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The hybrid yawned as his hands behind his head. Noticing her hand, Devin blinked and went stiff for a moment. He was surprised by the gentle touch. He relaxed himself, his eyes looking over to her and back where she traced.
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The catfox continued to trace Devin's scars, unaware of what she was doing until she suddenly realized. "... Sorry," she said, sitting back.
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Devin smiled lightly at the catfox. "No need to be sorry... It was nice." he sat up his back against the tree. "...You seem interesting, I'd like to know more about you." He said looking over to her.
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Zanthe, mentally, tensed up again, but outwardly she appeared nonchalant. "...What would you like to know?" she asked, glancing into Devin's eyes and then glancing to the side.
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Devin then sighed scratching the back of his neck. He wanted to ask about the smell but he knew it made her uncomfortable. "Whatever you want, I just don't want to see you as a stranger. If you like I could go first."
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Ray turned to Viola a moment, before approaching his brother with a smile. "Jayce!" The two embraced, and Jayce spoke. "You don't ever show up without another dead. What's the occasion?"
Ray shrugged. "Nothing, really, I just wanted to ask for one of those soul stones. I'm starting to decay, again."
Jayce nodded sagaciously, and started leading Ray towards the Punishment Cages entrance. "You need to stay here more often, then."
Ray motioned for Viola to follow without looking at her, and answered Jayce. "But it's so bland here. I've walked to the far mountains and back many times, to the point that there's probably a path."
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Viola followed Ray, wondering why Jayce suddenly said "without another dead" and feeling uneasy all of a sudden.
Zanthe shrugged. "Whichever you'd prefer," she said. "... You're still wondering why I smell the way I do, though. Aren't you?"
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Devin watched the horses drink and clean off. Before glanced at her. "I'm afraid so...." He answer.
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Zanthe bowed her head, then looked over at Devin. "... Do you promise not to hurt me if I tell you?" she asked.
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His ears slightly lowered from what he heard. "I don't want to hurt anthro's.... I won't attack. I promise." Devin said fully facing her
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Zanthe nodded and stood up, then removed Devin's shirt and handed it to him. "We're alone, correct?" she said, hooking her fingers under the edge of her top. "...Don't worry. I'm wearing undergarments."
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Devin held his shirt, looking back up at her with a raised brow and blushing a bit. "Uh no, no one is around. What are you doing?" He questioned as his head tilted slightly.
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Zanthe pulled off her shirt, revealing what appeared to be a smaller leather top that covered her breasts. "You'll see," she said, sitting down and starting to take her boots off. Her back was to Devin, and while she was aware of this, she also knew that it was better he saw it earlier rather than later, on the off chance that the dye had worn off.
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"All right.." He watched as she undressed, her back facing him. Still a bit confused what she was doing but waited patiently, noticing the dye.
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There appeared to be something on her lower back, but before Devin could see it, Zanthe was on her feet again, bootless. "Alright," she said, unbuttoning her pants and taking them off before turning to face Devin. There was a strength about her, and she seemed rather in shape. "Are you ready?"
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Surprised and nervous by the catfox in her undergarments. The hybrid looked at her up and down, he then answered. "Uh, I believe so?" He looking up at her still very confused.
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Nodding, Zanthe closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Suddenly, the catfox began to morph before Devin's eyes, a strange light shining from her body.
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Ray took a few steps back, and spoke quietly to Viola. "He can't see the living, as long as you don't look at him." He then returned to Jayce's side, and asked. "So...what's this 'Flayed' business?"
Jayce chuckled. "My own war host. In case the mortals invade."
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Viola took comfort in the words and kept on not looking at anyone.
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"Hmm" Devin watched the bright light. He leaned closer as she morphed.
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As the light faded, Devin found himself nose to nose with what looked like a relatively normal coyote. It swished its tail gently.
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"Oh so you turn feral too, but in control" he said with a light smile as he finished setting her clothes aside.
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Zanthe nodded and stretched in that way that dogs do when they stand up. She looked into Devin's eyes with kind ones; one was blue and one was yellow.
Zanthe's horse nosed the coyote gently, as if asking her to play. Zanthe looked at the horse, then looked back at Devin apologetically before obliging, calmly trotting along beside the horse as it played.
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As they walked, the raccoons' voices dropped to a whisper, and they slowed down, as they passed over a large grate. Beneath them were several hundreds of red-fleshed creatures, whose faces were permanently contorted into a look of sheer agony. These creatures looked up at the grate, but paid it no mind.
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He laid against the tree watching zanthe and the horse skip around playful with a small smirk.
Vi, his horse trotted over and laid beside him close her eyes to take a nap
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Viola, getting a brief glimpse of the creatures, quickly raised her eyes slightly to avoid making eye contact... and to avoid being sick from terror.
After a while, Zanthe's horse trotted over and laid down beside Vi, also falling asleep.
With the horse resting, Zanthe padded over to Devin and changed back to her normal self in a flash of light, picking up her pants and pulling them on. "...I should probably explain a bit more, shouldn't I?" she asked, taking a seat beside Devin and leaving her boots and shirt off for now.
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The hybrid watched her shift back into an anthro "Sure, I would like to know more. If your comfortable sharing of course." He finished while petting the sleeping horses.
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Zanthe nodded once, sitting up a little. "Right. First of all, I'm a sort of shapeshifter called a walker,"she said, looking at the river for a moment. "My mother lives in Telinov, and my father in Soulez. I have a brother as well; he goes between them, despite the feud going on." The catfox sighed. "The public doesn't know about them. They only found out about me because of... some abilities I have, as a walker." She shrugged. "Zanthe's not actually my real name. I just use that name so that people don't find out who I really am- or more specifically, who my family is. I use a different name working at the tavern. Also..." She looked back at Devin, one of her eyes changing color so that she had one blue eye and one yellow eye. "This is a disguise. My fur's not actually black." She rubbed the back of her head. "I'd just go around in my own fur, but..." The catfox stopped short.
(I can't recall if she gave Devin her name, but I'm pretty sure.)
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Devin was sympathetic. He looked at her as she paused, with a small sigh before placing a paw on her shoulder gently. "Hey. It's fine, I understand. Sometimes we are forced to go into hiding. I know that." He nodded. "I promise you that I won't tell anyone. My lips are sealed." Devin assured the catfox.
(I don't think she did.)
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Zanthe gently placed her paw on Devin's and smiled. "Thanks... For now, you can call me Zanthe," she said, looking into his eyes softly.
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The hybrid gave a small nod "Alright, zanthe." Devin said while looking back at her, catching himself staring into her blue and yellow eyes.
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The hybrid gave a small nod "Alright, zanthe." Devin said while looking back at her, catching himself staring into her blue and yellow eyes.
Zanthe caught herself staring into Devin's (red?) eyes, and while she mostly kept nonchalant, a light blush did touch her cheeks. "... Should we wash ourselves?" she said. "I promise to leave my undergarments on."
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(Yes his eyes are red, blood red to be exact)
The Sabard blinked. "Yes, I think we both need to wash. Also it's fine, Undergarments or not I won't look." Devin stood up, offering a hand to zanthe.
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The Sabard blinked. "Yes, I think we both need to wash. and it's fine, Undergarments or not I won't look." Devin stood up, offering a hand to zanthe.
Zanthe took the hand and stood up. "Alright... Shall we disrobe, then?" she asked.
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"I guess so. However I'm going bare. The river will cover half of my body anyways." he walked towards the river keeping his back towards zanthe.
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As they stepped off the grate, Ray spoke up. "Jayce, why do you have those things again?"
Jayce sighed. "At first, I was worried that the living would invade. Now it's more of a pet project. A deterrent, none of the dead want to end up as the Flayed." He chuckled. "Scares the anger right out of them. Can you imagine? Feeling your skin ripped from your body every second for the rest of your life?"
Ray shook his head. "It's wrong, Jayce."
Jayce stared at his brother. "The end justifies the means, dear brother. Remember that. It's how he would've wanted it." The two raccoons finished their conversation, just as they reached a large obsidian door, and Jayce threw the door wide. Inside, several glowing stones orbited a larger stone pillar, much like the one Ray used to open the portal.
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"I guess so. However I'm going bare. The river will cover half of my body anyways." he walked towards the river keeping his back towards zanthe.
Shrugging, Zanthe quickly removed her clothes, bringing the undergarments with her and setting them beside the river. "It's kind of weird how we drink the water we bathe in, isn't it?" she asked.
Viola saw none of this. She was doing as she was told.
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"...Yea a little." Devin said as he got into the river, the water up to his hips. He splashed some water on his face and water. "But I mean I'm not complaining." he shrugged.
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Zanthe nodded and waded in, quickly submerging herself. As she did, black streaks filled the water, heading downstream.
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"That's a lot of dye." Devin said watching black run down the river but slowly began to fade away in the water, however he avoided looking at zanthe. He cleaned his fur and hair, the silver pelt with red stripes becoming more clear.
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"Yeah... don't worry, it's natural," Zanthe replied, not looking at Devin as she cleaned herself off. As she scrubbed her lower back, she got tense internally. I won't be able to hide it as well now...
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"Ah alright." Devin said before dunking his head in the water rubbing his face and cleaning his hair. Until he lifted his head out of the river and spat some water out. Then shook, splashing some water about.
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Zanthe quickly submerged herself and got her hair as well, using her tail to get to the places on her back that her hands could not reach.
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Devin saw the movement of her tail from the corner of his eye. He glanced at zanthe but didn't want to be caught staring at her so the hybrid continued to wash. (Does she have he tatt in this)
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Devin saw the movement of her tail from the corner of his eye. He glanced at zanthe but didn't want to be caught staring at her so the hybrid continued to wash. (Does she have he tatt in this)
(Yes.)
After a few seconds, Zanthe stood up again and checked herself over. "... Well, I'm clean," she said to Devin.
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"Yea? I think I am too." he said going underwater before rising and pulling himself out of the river. Shaking his body off he then stopped and asked. "So what's die?" He asked. "I wasn't staring, your tail caught my attention so I glanced over." Devin added putting on his pants.
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Zanthe, having just put her undergarments on, stopped short and flushed very lightly before regaining her composure. ".... You saw that, then," she said, walking over to her clothes and pulling her pants on.
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Devin turned around "I did." He answered with a light nod. "So why, die?" He questioned the catfox.
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Zanthe pulled on her boots, then sighed and stood, looking into Devin's eyes. "Remember how I told you I have family?" she asked calmly.
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"Yes?" He responded, sitting down on a small bolder crossing his arms.
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The catfox picked up her shirt and tugged it on. "Those are the first letters of their first names," she said. "But... forgive me if I don't tell you those names. I want to keep them a secret." She shrugged. "I don't want my family getting hurt."
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"Hmm" He mumbled. "Well that's fine, I understand. I won't even mention them." Devin promised. "Should we head back to the cabin?"
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Zanthe picked up Devin's shirt and started to nod, then looked at the horses. "...I'm not sure if I want to bother them," she said. "They look peaceful."
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Devun looked over at vi and couldn't help but give a small smile, she was resting her head on the other horse. "Yea Vi looks quite peacful besides she does a lot of work. What's your horses name?" He asked.
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"Korvin," she said. "Their name is Korvin." (And I am unsure of Korvin's sex yet, so... referring to them as they for now.)
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(Alrighty) He looked over. "Korvin, Hm I like it." Devin said glancing back over to the sleeping horses.
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Zanthe nodded. "Yeah... they've been with me for a while," she said. "They were skittish about my changes at first, but... Well, you saw us."
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"Yea... They really like you" he sighed from his nose looking back at zanthe "I rescued Vi. She was stuck on a bear trap and her mother was killed not to far away... So I carried her back to the cabin to raise her." He said sitting down.
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"Yea... They really like you" he sighed from his nose looking back at zanthe "I rescued Vi. She was stuck on a bear trap and her mother was killed not to far away... So I carried her back to the cabin to raise her." He said sitting down.
Zanthe took a seat beside her. "So... she's kind of like your child?" she asked gently.
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Devi smiled lightly. "Yea, I guess she is." He then added. If anything happened to her I would be devastated."
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Zanthe nodded. "I understand that feeling," she said.
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"Yea, it's a scary feeling. But I try not to think about the negative things." he looked at her, seemingly staring for quite some time.
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Ray grabbed a few of the stones, and nodded at Jayce. "Well, brother. I thank you. I'm headed home, and I'll visit soon."
Jayce nodded, and snapped. The stone pillar cracked open, and the portal opened. Ray motioned at Viola, knowing Jayce was occupied keeping the portal open.
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Viola nodded and walked carefully through the portal, not looking at Jayce or anyone. (Or she follows. Whichever is safer.)
Zanthe didn't notice at first, then blinked and glanced over. "...Me neither," she said. "Is something up? Did I miss some dye?"
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Ray walked into the portal behind Viola, and stepped back out into the lab, from the same portal they entered through. The portal closed with a peal of thunder, and Ray breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank the gods. We got what we needed, and you didn't get skinned alive." He looked at Viola with a smile, and handed her one of the four soul stones he took.
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He shook his head and responded. "No, you don't." Devin then looked back at the river.
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Viola looked at the soul stone. "So... what do these do, exactly?" she asked, cocking her head a bit as she examined the stone.
Zanthe kept looking at Devin, sure that there was another reason. "Why were you looking at me, then?" she said, unconsciously scanning his face. The catfox thought that the sabard had rather striking features.
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He scratched the gem in the middle of his neck, slightly blushing but kept a straight face. "I was just looking..." Devin finally answered with a light shrug as he glanced over at the catfox.
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Zanthe, despite herself, flushed lightly as well. "I... I see," she said, glancing away for a moment before glancing back at Devin again.
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Not having actual friends, only acquaintances most being other Knights. Devin sat in silence, Finally speaking. "So what now?" He asked looking back over to zanthe again.
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Zanthe shrugged. "Well, we could sleep for a while," she said. "It's nice out.... or did you mean in general?"
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"Hm yea" he gave a light not. "Oh... and I don't really know just asked, but a nap would do me some good." He gave a light smile.
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Zanthe smiled lightly back. "Alright... Hold on, I might have something we could use as a blanket," she said, reaching over to her backpack.
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Devin watched her dig in the bag "Alright." he said as he laid down on the soft grass with a small gruff.
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Ray smiled. "They contain the same stuff I gave you back there, the life essence? Same idea, but for the undead. Keeps us from rotting." He had already paled, and his face was hollow-looking.
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Viola nodded slowly. "Will I need this for the potion?" she asked.
Pulling out a light blanket, Zanthe gently shook it out to its full size before lying down beside Devin and throwing one end over his body, keeping the other for herself. "Sorry if this is a bit awkward," she said.
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"No not at all." Devin shook his head, giving a yawn shortly after. "Thank you." He closed his eyes before drifting to sleep feeling comfortable to do so around her.
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Making herself comfortable, Zanthe soon drifted off as well, feeling a similar level of comfort.
The horse (Whose, er... name I've forgotten, and probably will several times for humor's sake) gently started to sleep lightly, but kept its ears pricked for any sudden noises.
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Vi drinking water peacefully looking at devin and the stranger he was with sleep. She huffed and trotted near the large tree eating the newly grown grass around it.
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Ray nodded. "Yes, you'll need to grind them to dust, and mix them in with the other ingredients."
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Viola nodded. "I'll do that, then," she said, walking over to the table and getting to work. "Is there any particular way I should be grinding them?"
The horse got up and joined Vi in doing horse stuff.
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Devin woke up looking over at Vi, and then Zanthe. He sighed softly before getting up.
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Devin woke up looking over at Vi, and then Zanthe. He sighed softly before getting up.
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Zanthe blinked awake as Devin moved. "All rested, I presume," she said, looking up at him.
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He scratched his back. "Yea, I just though Zaida might be at the cabin" he added looking back at her.
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Zanthe got to her feet and stretched hugely. "Your... sister, I presume?" she asked. "I think I may have seen something of her last night..." As she spoke, her horse padded over and she began to saddle up.
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Ray shook his head. "Just grind 'em up, miss Viola. They're pretty brittle."
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Viola nodded. "Got it," she said, grinding the stones and incorporating them into the potion.
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"That's right, and yes she was at the tavern." Devin have a nod as he place the saddle on Vi.
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Zanthe strapped the saddle on and secured her saddlebags. "Well then... I suppose it's good that I never got a chance to change," she said. "Let me just dye myself again quick... they know me as a black cat there. If I come back white, they might try to kill me."
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Ray nodded, and watched the potion. After a while, a puff of sparkling purple smoke rose from the concoction, and Ray stood quickly. "Stop stop! It's done!"
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Decin shook his head. "Alright, take your time" he said as he finished putting the saddle on Vi.
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Viola stopped and looked at the results. "So... this is the stuff, huh?" she asked.
Nodding, Zanthe hid behind her horse and stripped naked, then quickly applied the dye. "So... Devin, was it?" she asked. "What's your plan after you return to the tavern?"
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Ray nodded, but did not approach. "Almost the stuff. Now, I need to know something...very personal Viola. Are you okay with this?"
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Viola raised an eyebrow. "It depends on what that is, I suppose," she said.
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Ray cleared his throat. "Are you...goodness this is hard to ask...are you a virgin?"
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Viola blushed darkly and stared at Ray, then realized why he would ask. "...I see. You need my blood?" she asked.
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Ray nodded. "Yes. Just a drop or two."
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"I'm not sure, check if Zaida is there? Guard?" He shrugged lightly. "It's usually what I do."
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Viola nodded and pulled off one of her gloves. "Alright... Will my dagger do for a cutting implement?" she asked.
Zanthe, sensing that the dye had dried, pulled her clothes back on and walked around her horse, a black cat once more. "Okay... Well, I'm all set," she said. "Shall we?"
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Ray nodded. "Yes, it will suffice."
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Nodding, Viola drew her dagger and carefully pricked her finger, then held it out over the potion and squeezed it. Two drops of blood fell into the mixture.
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He looked over at zanthe while petting Vi "Alright. Come on follow me" he said mounting Vi.
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Zanthe hopped on Wiglaf's back and nodded. "Lead the way," she said, sniffing the air in case of intruders. (I gave the horse a different name earlier. o-o I may look it up. Eventually.)
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(I hope this is allowed, I just thought it would be a cool idea.)
Name: Bailey Stowe
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown
Species: Shiba Inu
Kingdom alignment: None.
Clothing/Armor: This (http://darksouls3.wiki.fextralife.com/file/Dark-Souls-3/tumblr_o25lubbSXv1qzwtdlo1_1280.jpg)
Weapons: Hand crafted long sword, it's heavily charred from the constant war it's been though.
Extra: Bailey Stowe comes from a unknown land far far away, some say he was a lord or even a god, but that is yet to be confirmed. His face, armor, and weapons are heavily burnt and charred almost like he came from the pits of hell itself. He's been alive for hundreds or even thousands of years but it seems that he's getting weaker.
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(Welcome to the RP! Another immortal character lovely~ I may have Zaida run into you because I want to use her more.)
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(Thank you! Can I just start or do I have to wait for approval?)
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(No approval needed anyone can join. Start whenever you want)
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(Coolio, thanks for telling me)
The sun was shining over the field, it's warmth covered the grass like a mothers embrace, the wind blew softly moving branches on trees. the ground began to shake slowly, it began to move faster and move violent, the wildlife began to scatter in fear. The earth felt like it was going to split in two from how violent and fast the ground shook, then it began to crack.
Fire emerged from the ground, and then an arm rose from the earth and grabbed the grass. The being pulled itself from the hole in the ground, it's armor was burnt and charred and his eyes were orange. Embers could be seen emitting from his shoulders and the cloth on his armor. The being finally was out of the hole, it stood in place as the hole began to reform. The once beautiful field was now burnt, covered in ash and dead.
The being looked up and the sun, then he turned around and began to walk.
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(wow I've been o long can anyone catch me up
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The being was slowly walking towards a small town, he was greeted with nothing but cold stares, people began to slowly enter there homes, some sat and watched this mysterious man walk through the town. He made his way towards a pond, he stared at the fishes swimming in it, he then sat in front of it and closed his eyes.
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The being opened his eyes and gazed at Zaida, "Good evening." He said, his voice was extremely raspy like he hadn't talked in ages. He straitened out his back and coughed, "I'm sorry if I startled you..."
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The being rose from his place and began to slowly walk towards Zaida he then stopped a few feet away from them and then bowed, "My name is Bailey Stowe, it is a pleasure to meet you." Faint embers still emitting from his shoulders and cloth.
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Bailey laughed under his breath, "Indeed it is.. I'm new in town, and I was wondering what is this place?" He sat back down he began looking at Zaida's glowing eyes.
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Bailey looked around for a moment, then looked back at Zaida, "Like I said before, my name is Bailey Stowe. I come from another dimension, Lothic the land of ancient lords I believe they called it that... I am one of those lords." He looked at Zaida's eyes once again and then asked, "Your eyes, may I ask why they are like that?"
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Bailey smiled under his helmet, "Wonderful, I'm not alone in this world then... If you were wondering, I am a Lord of Cinder. In your world you would call me a god, but where I come from it's known as a lord." He sat down next to Zaida and sighed, "So, what do you do in this world. How do you bypass the time?"
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'As Jack walks at a leisurely pace towards a small village he hums a tune to himself and laughs every now and then. He had been walking in his leather armor for a few days now trying to find the nearest village. Any traveler he passed shied away from him and wouldn't make eye contact.' "Hmmm I wonder what awaits me in this village?"
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Bailey nodded, he then took his helmet off and placed it to his side, his face was heavily burnt. The gold and white fur was gone, whatever fur was left was grey or black. He began to look at his reflection in the water, "If I had known what the cost of becoming a Lord of Cinder, I would have never done it... I could be at home right now with a family, but I'm here, in an unknown world with people I don't know." He put his helmet back on and just started at the water. "If you don't mind... May I accompany you?"
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Bailey gazed at Zaida's paw, he then extended his paw and shook her hand. "Don't worry, I've dealt with worse..." He sat there for a few seconds then he spoke again, "D-don't take that the wrong way please."
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'As Jack strode into the village he saw someone with a completely burnt face and another he couldn't quite tell who it was.' "Ahhhh I wonder what happened to him?"' Jack starts making his way towards them...'
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Bailey turned his head towards the figure walking towards them, "Do you know that person?"
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*Red walked down the path of the village his skeletal hands rubbed against his weathered armor*
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'As he neared he smiled as he realized they had noticed his approach so when he gets there he takes off his helmet and does a little bow to them.' "Hello there sir and madam do you happen to know where this place might be?"
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*Red saw the small gathering of people, he was feeling curious so he started approaching them, he fixed his jaw*
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"Wait a second don't I know you." 'He nods toward Zaida.' "I've seen you before haven't I?"
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Bailey nodded his head and whispered, "I understand." He then stood up and bowed back ,"My friend I don't even know where I am ether, but if you talk to someone at the tavern they may know..." He then looked behind the man and saw another person walking towards them.
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*Red continued his approach, he seemed kind...for a undead corpse, he finally stopped at the group* "Well Hello, Soulez....--ez?"
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*Red looked at zaida* "Say... I saw you at the tavern a while ago"
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"Ohhhhhh anger haha... are you mad at me? what have I done to you to make you so mad?" 'Jack smiles stretching his scars.' And I thought my jokes were bad but mutt come on..."
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*Red looked at Jack* "Oh, hello."*He said before he coughed....awkwardly*
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The embers on Baileys shoulders got brighter, they fell from his shoulders and cloth like snow gently falling from the sky, He crossed his arms and stood silently.
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Bailey replied, "It's up to you... I go where you go." He unfolded his arms and started at the other two.
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*Red nonchalantly walked towards Jack before whispering*'we should go... unless one of us wants to get stabbed.'
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"Awwww wait, Bailey is it? Why don't you just hang out for a second... No Red this could be fun." He whispers back. Jack loves the fat that his presence still disturbs people even if they are all powerful, but he wanted to watch this strange woman because she seems like fun.' "How about this madam, I can try and show you that I'm not so bad?"
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Bailey looked over at Zaida and whispered, "You can go some place else if you wish, I will meet up with you later. I'm going to 'chat' with these two." Bailey then glared at Jack and took his helmet off, his face was charred and the fur that was there was once gold and white fur but was now grey and black. "I'll stay and 'chat' with you."
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*He stood next to him before sighing *"Alright,"*he whispered, he then looked at bailey* "Well hello!....Guy?.... My friend here didn't mean to, Ehhh...disturb you!"
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Bailey grumbled then spoke, "I don't mind him, what I do mind is that your disturbing this women right here. And I will kindly ask you to please stop."
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"Fine with me!....sorry about that"*He said kindly*
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"Hahahahahahah your both so funny... I mean to disturb everyone I meet because that is how I am. But this woman is no regular woman ill tell you that my crazed trip bring me here for a reason and that was to meet her... She is everything that I am minus the voices. She is dark, mysterious, and you'll never know what she will do next hahaha. Kind of like me." 'At that he smiled at her.'
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Red grabbed jack, before trying to get him out of there, he Hoarsly said "Lets GO!"
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"hahahahaha come on they told me to come she is it hahaha." 'Jack put on his helmet so he wouldn't drop it and his laughing was enhanced inside of it.' "Come on Bailey you'll miss the party!!"
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Bailey smiled at Red, "Thank you kindly." Bailey then turned to look at Zaida, "Thank you, I will be there shortly." He then looked back at Jack and began to walk towards him, "When I tell you to leave us alone, you will do such that. Now, run along with your friend and leave me be."
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*Red growled before his arm got pulled out, it still clung to Jack* "Ow..."*He said before looking at Jack* "Subtle..." *He said sarcastically*
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'Jack looked at him.' "You can let me go now..." 'He smiled and pushed Red's arm into place.' "Haha man you should be more careful..." 'He then turns to Bailey.' "You won't stand in my way I can always find a chink in even the shiniest armor."
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Bailey grew angrier with each passing second, "Do you know who I am?" he then stopped mid sentence and thought to himself, Oh wait... I'm in another world, they don't know who I am... He then looked back at Jack and sat down, "Alright. I'll play your games. Talk..."
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"You see I've snuffed out fires bigger than the one that messed you up and I've used fire to get the information I want or maybe sometimes for fun..." 'Jack smiles.' "There is also water methods but this take time. But I koru have to be afraid of one of those."
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Bailey began to walk closer and closer to Jack, "Are you threatening me? Because that wouldn't be a smart idea." The embers emitting from Bailey stopped... Nothing fell from him, not even his breath could be heard.
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'Jack got in his face with his helmet off and smiled.' "I don't make threats... I make promises." 'Jack said in a small whisper.'
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Bailey grabbed Jacks throat and lifted him up in the air, embers began to run down his back and his eyes glowed with fire, "And I promise to make your death a quick one." He dropped him on the ground and backed away, putting his helmet on and pulling out his weapon. His weapon was dark and coiled, it glowed red like hot steel.
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Red felt his socket for any imperfections before he said "I'm really sorry scary flame guy" *He said sincerely*"Bailey? Is that right?, I mean no trouble, so uh..."*He tapped his skinless hand on his skeletal jaw*"You can go meet Purple Lady now..."
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'Jack looked up at Bailey and laughed.' "Hahaha... I'm so scared Bailey AHHHHH hahahahah. If there is one thing I'm not afraid of it is death hahahaha..." 'Jack stands up still laughing at Bailey then turns Red still laughing.' "This guy."
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*Red laughed weakly before Coughing again he tapped his finger against eachother rapidly*
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He started at Jack then began to speak, "Fine then. if you don't fear death, then you wouldn't mind fighting me."
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*Red tapped even faster*"Jack... think about this...."*he said nervously*
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"Fight you ha... You are worthless I can just use the voices and they will tell me what to do. They led me to her and they will help me finish my mission." 'Jack still laughing puts on his helmet and pulls out his two swords and unbuttons multiple pockets on his chest legs.' "You don't want to do this haha. Red he is the one who wants it so I shall give them a show." 'Jack watches him both swords hanging loosely at his sides.'
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Bailey looked over at Red and yelled, "Nonsense! If he thinks taunting a god is a good idea, then he probably thinks fighting one is also!" He began to laugh hysterically his voiced morphed into what sounded like a demon. He kept laughing and laughing, and each laugh got more demonic.
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*Red started backing away, looking at both of them he said*"U-U-Uh cant we settle thi o-over a pint?"*He nervously laughed before Coughing*"Mhm. okay!"
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"Ha he is a demon." 'Jack turns back to Red.' "He obviously doesn't realize who I am... I am... oh wait that's not it... um give me a sec they are messing with me... 'a minute passes and jack is standing there muttering to himself.' "Who am I gosh yall love screwing with me.... um I am what ever they said it was like a vessel of Madness or something like that."
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Bailey began to laugh even harder, "A-a demon?! That's the funniest joke I've heard in a long time! No, I'm no demon! I'm the Lord of Cinder! A god of fire! You can stand there and mumble to yourself all you want, it just makes it easier for me." He slowly started walking towards Jack, each step left a burnt footprint in the ground.
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"Oh so your what a use the bathroom on after the fire goes out hahaha..."
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Bailey chuckled, "You can make all the jokes you want now, but when you go to hell. You ain't making any down there." He then swung the sword downwards aiming for his head.
(It's up to you if it hits him or not.)
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Ray smiled, as a putrid puff of purple rose above the concoction, and drank the mixture greedily. He stood a moment, before staggering backwards, his flesh and features returning to normal. "Thank you, miss Viola. I thank you for your assistance."
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'Jack easily seen the swing and just stepped out of his reach.' "See its simple I know I'm going so why not take as many people with me on my way down?" 'Jack slips a vial out of his sleeve and tosses it to the so called god.'
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Viola nodded, sheathing her dagger and pulling her glove back on. "Glad to be of assistance," she said. "So... what now?"
Zanthe rode along beside Devin, sniffing the air for trouble. (Zaida, did you post for Devin? I went back and searched, but I couldn't see anything. Might've just been my tired mind skipping over it.)
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'Jack easily seen the swing and just stepped out of his reach.' "See its simple I know I'm going so why not take as many people with me on my way down?" 'Jack slips a vial out of his sleeve and tosses it to the so called god.'
Bailey stops and grabs the vial, "What is this?"
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Red watched from a distance
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"Drink it and you will hear what i hear for a short time."
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Bailey just stared, "You want me, to drink this?" He opened the vial and dumped the contents out, "You must think I'm stupid."
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Ray straightened up, slightly more stalwart than before. "Now? We've a necromancer to deal with." He flipped his helmet on, and underwent a shocking transformation. Through the nostril ports of the demonic visage on the helmet, putrid flames shot out. The young raccoon seemed to possess a small aura of darkness about him, washing out anything nearby. His footfalls were heavier, but more oppressive. He threw the front door of the tower wide open, and stood, silhouetted against the now steel-grey sky, flecks of snow falling gently to the ground. "Are you coming, miss Viola?"
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Viola, who had been watching the transformation, snapped out of it and, after storing the notes in what appeared to be a concealed pocket in her armor, walking over to Ray. "All set," she said. "Unless you'd prefer that I leave the notes here."
Zanthe, who had been sniffing still, opened her eyes a little. "Something has happened," she murmured to Devin.
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Ray shook his head. "Keep them. We'll be back later."
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"Well then you obviously wont understand why I'm here if you don't 'Jack stares as Bailey dumps it out' "well I guess you are stupid haha..."
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"Yea I sense something too..." Devin said sniffing and looking around the area. (Is this something involving the other characters?)
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"Well then you obviously wont understand why I'm here if you don't 'Jack stares as Bailey dumps it out' "well I guess you are stupid haha..."
Bailey mumbles under his breath then speaks, "Well it's common sense not to drink mysterious vials full of liquid that were given to you by someone that your trying to kill." He shrugs, "You could just tell me."
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As Ray waited for Viola's response, he tapped his boot-tip on the ground. Instead of stumbling, he floated a foot or so off the ground, and rose another foot higher. The raccoon then dropped to the floor with a thud.
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"Well im not trying to kill you haha."
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Zanthe glanced at Devin. "Well... Are you up for checking it out?" she asked. (I am not sure what you mean...)
Viola blinked and looked at Ray. "Is that normal?" she asked, commenting on the raccoon's floating.
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(Is it involving the others in this roleplay or a Npc?)
Devin nodded. "Yea. Get ready... Could be anything" He said a turning Vi's direction and heading over where he noise came from.
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(Most likely involving others, unless that is currently inconvenient.)
Zanthe nodded and rode after Devin.
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Ray nodded. "My master had grand plans for me. I was to lead the Flayed, once we had enough. To pursue all mankind to the brink of destruction, to challenge even the gods." Ray smiled behind his helmet's demonic visage. After a few moments, he shook his head. "But, he is dead now, and I have no interest in destroying all life."
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Ray nodded. "My master had grand plans for me. I was to lead the Flayed, once we had enough. To pursue all mankind to the brink of destruction, to challenge even the gods." Ray smiled behind his helmet's demonic visage. After a few moments, he shook his head. "But, he is dead now, and I have no interest in destroying all life."
Viola widened her eyes slightly, shifting back a bit from Ray. "Well, er... that's good, then," she managed after a few seconds.
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Devin stayed low. Stopping Vi near a tree, he then hopped off her. "Just to be safe. Don't want the horses to get hurt however close so we can mount them and ride off if we need to"
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Ray nodded, and started through the door. "If you're off-put by me now, miss Viola, you may leave if you wish."
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Zanthe nodded and hopped of of Wiglaf/Waxface/whats-its-name by the same tree. "I was thinking the same thing," she said, looking at herself and sighing at her choice of attire. Baring fur was okay when it was part of work, but in combat, it was not very advantageous. Well, it's not like I've never had to do this before, she said, pulling a sword out of one of the saddlebags and belting it on.
Viola followed after Ray. "I followed you into the spirit world," she said. "I'm not going to be put off by something like that. Besides..." The hybrid grinned. "No one should be alone, right?"
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Devin stayed low not wearing all of his armor however didn't mean he wasn't prepared. He grabbed zanthes wrist pulling her over to a rock as cover and standing over her, he peaked to see an open Meadow "Hmm? There's nothing. I swear it was in this area... It's gone now" Devin's ears flicked and looked down. "Sorry" he offered a hand. "I was just making sure if there was something you weren't the first target."
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Devin stayed low not wearing all of his armor however didn't mean he wasn't prepared. He grabbed zanthes wrist pulling her over to a rock as cover and standing over her, he peaked to see an open Meadow "Hmm? There's nothing. I swear it was in this area... It's gone now" Devin's ears flicked and looked down. "Sorry" he offered a hand. "I was just making sure if there was something you weren't the first target."
Zanthe internally blushed, though she remained neutral on the outside. "...Thanks," she muttered, peering over the rock. "You're sure nothing's out there?
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Devin pulled her up to her feet "I can't say there isn't... There was definitely something here." The hybrid spoke quietly. "We need to be careful." He walked closer to the meadow looking about.
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Zanthe followed behind Devin, one hand on her sword as she threw out her senses, trying to find out what or who was there.
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He picked up a feather and looked up to see a large nest. "That's odd, why would a griffin nest be here? Proba-"
There was a screech, a griffin flying towards Devin. He quickly rolled over. The griffin began to tumble, its wing obviously injured. If got back up and turned to zanthe and Devin screeching and flapping its wings as a warning.
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Zanthe managed to spy the injury. "Don't attack, it's hurt," she said, holding a hand out towards Devin.
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"I know wasn't planning to." He grunted getting to his feet. "She's pretty young..."
The golden griffin tilted it's head to the anthros. She screeched once more.
The Sabard sighed. "Shh." He put his hands out and tossed his sword. "Toss the weapon, she's probably scared" he whispered.
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"I know wasn't planning to." He grunted getting to his feet. "She's pretty young..."
The golden griffin tilted it's head to the anthros. She screeched once more.
The Sabard sighed. "Shh." He put his hands out and tossed his sword. "Toss the weapon, she's probably scared" he whispered.
Zanthe blinked, then undid her sword from her belt and tossed it to one side.
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The griffin watched them do so, lowering her head and growing a bit closer
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Zanthe, remembering how to deal with griffins, gently bowed to the young one.
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The griffin flinched at first however grew closer. Her beak just a few feet away.
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Zanthe glanced over at Devin. "Bow," she said.
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Devin nodded and bowed as well.
The griffin glanced over at him as well. Before she laid down.
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Zanthe gently raised her head. ".... I think we're alright," she said. "It should be fine to help her now."
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"Alright, you check the wing since its on your side,. I'll try and comfort her." he approached her slowly with a hand out. Placing it on her beak, his other petting her head softly. "Hey there" he said quietly.
The griffin cooed softly, closing her eyes now that she knew she was safe.
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Ray nodded. "Alright, Miss Viola." He started out the door, headed back to town.
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Walking softly over to the griffin's side, Zanthe examined the injured wing using her eyes and her sense of smell, not wishing to accidentally hurt the griffin by touching it.
Viola pulled her hood back up and followed Ray, closing the door behind her. "So... We should probably get to know each other better," she said.
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(Well I guess what was happening is over so I'll move on haha)
'Jack starts to walk away and leaves the area walking around the town wandering.'
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He pet the the creature gently. "Good." Devin whispered.
The Griffins wing had a tear it seemed it was from arrows an another griffin.
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Ray nodded. "Indeed, I do not know a thing about you."
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"Right... Well, for starters..." Reaching up, Viola tugged her hood off, revealing a young-looking face. She had white fur, and there was a dark spot around one eye. "I'm not as old as most you'd see around."
Zanthe, still moving carefully, leaned slightly towards Devin. "Something seems to have damaged the wing," she said. "It could've been another griffin, but the wound also could have been caused by an arrow... maybe both."
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"Hmp. Why would they want to hurt her." he said continuing to pet the griffin
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"Hmm... give me a second... And keep her calm," Zanthe said, leaning a bit closer. Closing her eyes, the catfox gently sniffed the griffin's wound for traces of whoever may have done this.
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Ray nodded. "Young virgin blood? Possibly explains my new abilities." He shrugged. "Well, from what my master told me, I've died near the age of twenty. I don't know how long I've been around, it's been a while." Ray smiled slightly. "Well, you met my brother. Any siblings on your end?"
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Ray nodded. "Young virgin blood? Possibly explains my new abilities." He shrugged. "Well, from what my master told me, I've died near the age of twenty. I don't know how long I've been around, it's been a while." Ray smiled slightly. "Well, you met my brother. Any siblings on your end?"
Viola shrugged. "None I can remember," she said. "There's parts missing from my life... huge parts." The hybrid tapped her head. "I think someone may have messed with my mind."
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It smelled like bandits and a tamed Griffin had attacked her.
Devin continued to pet her gently keeping her from panicking.
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Zanthe suppressed a growl, then looked over at Devin. "Bandits," she said. "With a trained griffin... But they'll come later. We should try to patch her up."
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"Great..." he huffed angrily. "Bandits are always causing trouble. I think I may have some bandages."
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Ray nodded. "Well, if you wish to learn what you lost, we could visit the old hag near the mountain. She'll have something for it, I'm sure."
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Viola cocked an eyebrow. "An old hag near the mountains?" she said. "That sounds a bit suspicious... no offense or anything..."
"Alright... Switch places with me," Zanthe said to Devin, inching towards him. "Unless you'd rather keep her calm."
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"Well I'm not the best at healing. I usually patch myself up. So I'm not sure." He replied.
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"Well I'm not the best at healing. I usually patch myself up. So I'm not sure." He replied.
Zanthe nodded. "Okay... Do you have the bandages on you?" she asked.
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Ray shrugged. "I suppose, but she's good with magicks. I assume the proper mages shunned her."
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Viola nodded slowly after a moment of thought. "I suppose we could try," she said. "Is there a safe way to get there?"
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"In the saddle satchel there should be some bandages..." He whispered while petting the Griffins head.
The Griffin finally laid down continuing to coo softly.
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(I'm going to re-make my character since I was gone for such a long time. He's gonna be kinda the same, but a little different.)
Name:Brann Stowe
Gender:Male
Age:Unknown
Species:Bearded Vulture
Kingdom alignment:None
Clothing/Armor:This (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/5e/43/35/5e433529905c0d517c87dfef1f590ef3.jpg)
Weapons:Large burning great sword
Misc:A lord from another land or even another dimension. It's said that lords where he comes from are gods. His armor, face, and weapons are all burnt from constant battle.
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Walking carefully back to the horses, Zanthe retrieved the bandages and quickly returned to the griffin's side. "Alright... I'm going to start dressing her wounds now," she murmured to Devin. "Keep her calm...."
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(Bearded vultures look badass.)
"I'll try to keep her as calm as I can don't worry." He slowly sat down petting the vulture.
Her eyes opened a bit looking at Devin a Zanthe with her emerald eyes.
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(I know right!?)
The forest was quiet, not a single sound could be heard. Ashes began to fall from the sky quietly and majestically. Fire rose from the ground, the earth shook with the might of a thousand soldiers. The ashes began to form what looked like a figure in the fire, it rose from it's knees and let out a howl. The fire sunk back into the ground but the ashes still fell.
The figure stood silently for a few seconds until it began to walk.
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(Name change to Folic Acid)
'Folic walked around the town with his Jack helmet on and he could feel the eyes of everyone on him.'
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(Um... Zaida? I thought we were treating a griffin. o-o)
Bowing again to the griffin, Zanthe tenderly began to patch up the young creature's wounds.
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The figure slowly made his way through the forest. His heavy rasping could be heard like the wind blowing during a storm. Each step was a battle for him, each step made him move closer to collapsing onto the ground. But he had to keep moving and find some kind of life, as he made his way around the forest his steps left a trail of embers that lit the ground ever so slightly. Embers flew off him, and ashes kept falling around him.
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(I edited the ref for Zaida if any of those who are curious. Her armor has changed and there is a picture of her horse)
Devin smiled. "I think she knows she's safe now."
The griffin watched Zanthe work on her wing cooing gently and tilting her head at the hybrid.
As Zaida rode before she came to a halt. Ghost snorted and dragged his hoof through the dirt as it turned night he slowly began to glow white.
Finally alone she dismounted her destrier, petting his head gently. "Rest ghost." Zaida took a deep breath before the smell of light smoke got her attention. Her eyes opened to see a bit of ash float by her face. Hmm, ash?
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The figure began to stumble onto his knee's, each time he fell he got right back up. He then stopped at turned his head behind himself and started at a hooded figure, they seemed to not notice him at first. Until he began to make his way towards them, his slow limps and heavy breathing made him extremely noticeable.
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Zanthe focused on the task at hand, finishing the dressings in a decent amount of time. "There we go," she murmured, looking gently at the griffin. "She'll need some rest, but other than that, she's all set." The catfox gently smiled at the hybrid, her emotionless mask dropping away for a second.
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Zaida looked at the limping avian. She raised a brow beginning to approach the stranger, noticing the ash and ember which flew from his body.
Ghost followed close behind.
Seeing her smile made him chuckle softly "That's good to hear." He pet the griffin once more before he stood up. "Well your free to go girl."
The griffin didn't move but instead looked at the two and squeaked gently.
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He outstretched his hand and whispered in a raspy and hellish tone, "Help me." He fell to his knee's and collapsed onto the ground.
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Zanthe cocked her head. "I believe we've made a new friend, Devin," she said, glancing at the Sabard.
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There was silence before she helped the vulture up. "Hmp!" Zaida grunted setting him onto Ghost. Then digging in the saddle bag.
"Might be. What now?" He asked her.
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Slowly opened his eyes and whispered in a normal voice this time, "W-water. please.." He tore his helmet off and threw it onto the ground, his feathers were Red, Orange, Black and His eyes where a crimson color.
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There was silence before she helped the vulture up. "Hmp!" Zaida grunted setting him onto Ghost. Then digging in the saddle bag.
"Might be. What now?" He asked her.
"Well, her parents are probably..." The catfox bit back her words. "...She's probably on her own now, so we should let her come with us," she finished, looking at Devin. "Since the griffin will have the same respect for us as we do for her, traveling together should not be an issue... though we'll have to make sure her wing heals alright."
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She glanced at the stranger, pulling out a leather canteen. Then shook it lightly to make sure there was water. "Half full." Zaida walked to the vulture opening the cap.
"That sounds good. We just need to be careful, we might come across greedy hunters." Devin said.
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the vulture gentle grabbed the canteen and began to drink from it, he then handed it back and whispered, "Sorry... I drank it all." He gave a half smile towards the figure before closing his eyes and passing out.
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Zaida closed the cap and tossed it back into the saddle bag. Kneeling down and picking up his helmet, then mounting ghost. "Come on."
Ghost began to trott on.
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The vulture opened his eyes a few times and whispered, "Thank you." He dozed off again.
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"Mhm." She mumbled as she came to a stop near an abandoned tower that was used by guards and once was part of a castle.
Zaida hopped off Ghost, then helped the unconscious vulture. His feet dragging on the floor as she was unable to carry all of his weight. After a bit of work she eventually got him to a room up in this tower she considered her home. setting him onto the bed, The vexū sighed as she stretched before she sat down at the bed edge.
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The vulture laid unconscious for a few minutes until he slowly opened his eyes again and began to look around the room, he looked at the vexū and asked, "Where are we?" He sat up and sighed.
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(Sorry I was eating good damn nachos)
She studied his helmet before placing it down. Turning around to face the vulture, half her face castes by the shadow of the hood. Her cold glowing eyes looking into his. "A tower, once part of a great castle before it perished. Now my home." Zaida replied.
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(It's all good)
The vulture examined the room, he then looked back at the vèxu, "Mind if I ask what your name is?"
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She was silent for a second before answering plainly "…Zaida, and yours?" The monster asked.
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"Brann. Lord of Fire." He straightend his posture up a little and tried to stand, he failed and just sat there.
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"Brann, Lord of fire? I can tell..." she said as she looked at her hands as they were still covered with a bit of ash. "Dark goddess. Or at least I was." Zaida added.
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Brann turned his head towards Zaida and sighed, "Former? Why former?" He sat crosslegged and turned his whole body towards Zaida.
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"I was corrupted. Long story short, I was banished by the gods to this realm." She growled softly. "I'm unable to return."
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Brann nodded, "I see.. Two former gods in a unknown land, it seems fate has other ideas for us." Tried to stand up again, this time succeeding, "Whew... That hurt a bit. Anyway, what do you do in this world?"
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She gave a shrug "It's nothing special... Certainly different. If the word gets out that there's another deity, the mortals won't take it kindly." Zaida huffed.
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Brann chuckled, "Well, they'll just have to deal with it won't that?" Brann began to examine the room, picking up objects and looking out the windows.
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"Surely. However some don't know how to learn and won't give up... Pretty pathetic."
Out the window there was acres of forest. The kingdoms and some towns far in the distance.
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(After this post Ima go to be cuss I tired.)
"Mortals never knew when to quit, there stronger than they look I can tell you that." He went back to where he was laying down at and sat down. "If you don't mind, I must rest."
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(Alrighty, it's late for me so I might go to sleep.)
"I suppose." The vexū said as she looked at the town before she turned back to Brann "Not at all. I was going to myself, when you wake up feel free to whatever you like. However don't peck your beak where it doesn't belong..." Zaida said as she exits the room quietly.
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She glanced at the stranger, pulling out a leather canteen. Then shook it lightly to make sure there was water. "Half full." Zaida walked to the vulture opening the cap.
"That sounds good. We just need to be careful, we might come across greedy hunters." Devin said.
Hearing those words, Zanthe looked at Devin. "Well, if we do, we'll just have to teach them some respect for nature," she said, thinking about certain weapons concealed on her person. "You may want to keep your sword loosened as you ride."
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Viola nodded slowly after a moment of thought. "I suppose we could try," she said. "Is there a safe way to get there?"
Ray shook his head slowly. "No. From where we are now, we would have to cross the Forgotten Bog, and even I don't venture there too often. The living and dead alike feel weak in that disgusting muck. We'd have to cross through both towns. Or, we could avoid town entirely, and circle back through the desert. Though, I've heard some awful stories about that place."
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(If appreciated if you didn't bug me at all jack, I'm just going to pretend your not even in this RP)
"I always do, never know what could happen." Devin replied as he mounted Vi. "Let's go we might find a safe place to stay the night..."
The griffin stood, following the two on her feet.
Zaida sat on her bed looking out the window at the stars as time slowly went by... Her eyes cold and dead, she gave a soft sigh and laid down. Her armor quickly fading into smoke before she hit the bed, left in her undergarments. She finally closed her eyes to rest a bit.
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Brann slowly opened his eyes, he rose from the ground like a zombie coming out of a grave. He gathered his armor and put it back on, he found the exit and opened the door, he smelt the morning air and sighed. He found a nice spot near the fortress to sit and relax.
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Zaida's eyes shot open as the light creeped into her room. She shot up and stood, smoke surrounding her body before she was in her armor.
Peaking from her window to see a few men on horses riding to the tower.
The vexū's hissed soft. 'What do they want?...' she began to head down.
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Brann sat in the sunlight, a smile crept over his face as he looked at the flora and fauna around him. Then he heard the sounds of horses running behind him. He stood up and followed behind them slowly.
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Zaida arrived outside. Noticing at least four bandits, but not all of them.
The timber wolf pointed. "There she is! What did I tell ya lads!" The men chuckled behind him.
"Why are you here I told you to leave and never return. This is your second warning..." She huffed.
"Pardon? I just wanted to show my men... The. The lovely goddess, yea! Isn't that right?"
"Aye it's true. Aren't you the fairest flower of the field" The grizzly bear teased with a smirk.
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Brann crept closer towards the bandits, he tilted his head at them and then darted his eyes towards Zaida then back to the bandits.
"Is there a problem here?" Brann asked.
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"Pests." She sighed. "They like to sniff around..."
obviously they came from the tavern.
"Aw" the bear spat. "Who's this your boyfriend?" He snorted to the vulture.
The wolf barked. "Shut your trap... It's her daddy." Suddenly they all laughed, a few bandits confused but still giggled.
"The only good thing about them is they don't rat on me." Zaida leaned against the tower unamused, only getting annoyed.
The weasel yelled. "Damn right we no rats! Hah."
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Brann went around the group and stood next to Zaida, he looked at her and asked, "Are they bothering you?"
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"They always do. I've killed a few men but that didn't teach them." She crossed her arms.
"Yea, Yea." The wolf barked at Zaida with a snarl.
The bear hopped of the horse. "Who are you ay!?" He growled at vulture.
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Brann rose his head at the bear and spoke, You could be more polite in asking me, but I don't see no point in asking you to be polite, anyway my name is Brann Stowe. I am a Lord of Fire."
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"A lord? Is this true goddess?! A lord has arrived in our realm?" The bear asked.
"It is..." Zaida answered plainly.
"Huh" he licked his teeth.
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He took a few steps towards the group, "Now. The lady told you to leave, please. Do so and don't come back." he said in a calm and polite voice.
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"Ye hear that boys he wants us to leave the lady?" The bear smiles.
The weasel hissed. "she ain't no lady, she's some monster. She doesn't belong here neither do you."
The wolf snarled looking over at the crow, both of them look back at the vulture and vexū.
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Brann took a few deep breaths, in and out, he repeated to himself. He then look up at the group and smiled, "Now that's no way to talk to anyone." He then snarled, "Now go."
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The weasel looked at others. "Come on lads you heard them... She took down some of our men. I don't think thi-"
The crow cawed "then go you coward, we'll deal with them."
The bear smiled. "Get them boys!"
Zaida snarled as the wolf ran to her.
The bear ran over to Brann.
The crow picked up his crossbow.
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Brann sighed, "God damn it." His eyes turned into fire and he roared like a waking dragon, he charged at the bear with his bare hands, his hands engulfed in fire.
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The bear grunted some fur catching fire from the vulture "GAH!". He swung his paws, slashing his claws blindly around.
Zaida rammed the wolf with her small horns in his jaw. Her tail stabbing him as she dodged his dagger swiftly. A sharp pain came to her side to notice a arrow shot into her, from the crow. She screeched loudly with anger.
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Brann covered his face as he would have gotten hit a few times, he then grabbed the bears arm then grabbed the bears neck, his hand started to engulf in fire again. He looked at Zaida and yelled, "I'll be over there in a second!"
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The bear yelled in pain from the fire burning his fur and skin. Thrashing his body to free himself.
A few arrows flew about the crow trying to hit them but in so much stress and fear he was unable to.
Zaida pulled the arrow from her side stabbing into the wolf's back. She bit his neck thrashing around as black smoke rising from her fur.
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Brann dug his fingers into the bears neck. Fire still coming from his hands, he headbutted the bears to make him stop thrashing around.
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The bear goes unconscious from the hit, his body limp.
Using her power the wolf's dead body flew into the crow. Zaida approached the avian stepping on his chest as black smoke rose from her body. She snarled while looking into his eyes, causing the crow's to go black. The crow panicked and screamed before his eyes slowly went gray and he went limp.
Zaida looked at the two before snapping or of it she gasped for air and stumbling onto the tower. Her black blood dripping from her nose. She wiped her snout before holding her wound.
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Brann looked at the unconscious bear, he sighed and picked him up and carried him to a softer area he laid him down. Brann turned his head towards Zaida and rushed over to see if she was okay, "Are you okay?"
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'Jack walks through town looking at everyone around him.' Hmmmm wonder what is happening here? 'He keeps walking just waiting for someone to bother him.'
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"Yes, I'm fine..." Zaida hissed, her tail quickly wrapping around her waist over the wound applying pressure.
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Brann nodded his head, "Okay. What do we do with the bear?" He pointed at the bear.
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"I would have killed him. He's a bandit anyways, a piece of filth." She growled coldly before taking a breath and sighed. "I could care less what you do with him, however keeping him here isn't a choice."
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Viola nodded slowly after a moment of thought. "I suppose we could try," she said. "Is there a safe way to get there?"
Ray shook his head slowly. "No. From where we are now, we would have to cross the Forgotten Bog, and even I don't venture there too often. The living and dead alike feel weak in that disgusting muck. We'd have to cross through both towns. Or, we could avoid town entirely, and circle back through the desert. Though, I've heard some awful stories about that place."
Viola raised a single eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. "What kinds of stories?"
Zanthe nodded and quickly mounted Weostan/Wiglaf/etc., glancing behind at the griffin. "Perhaps we can find another abandoned shack?" she asked. "Alternately, somewhere where our friend would be allowed."
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"That seems like a good idea... But I'm not sure where we could find another abandon place. We could try at least, a small adventure." He smiled and looked back at the griffin.
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"That seems like a good idea... But I'm not sure where we could find another abandon place. We could try at least, a small adventure." He smiled and looked back at the griffin.
Zanthe nodded. "She appears to be up for it, I think," the catfox replied. "I may need to change my clothes as well."
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"Alright, do you need to stop somewhere or privacy?" Devin asked her.
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Ray sighed. "Entire armies swallowed by the shifting sands, adventurers getting lost in the dunes. It's not a place life exists easily."
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"I would have killed him. He's a bandit anyways, a piece of filth." She growled coldly before taking a breath and sighed. "I could care less what you do with him, however keeping him here isn't a choice."
Brann stood in silence for a few seconds, he then walked up to the bear and knelt over him, he flicked him over the nose a few times, then shook him, "Hey. Wake up."
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The bear grunted his eyes fluttering open to see the lord of fire. "I-I beg of you, spare me." He huffed.
Zaida held her side as she sat down with a soft grunt.
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Brann nodded his head, "I grant you mercy. I'm not an evil man, I wouldn't kill you like that. No, leave before she changes her mind." He helped him off his feet and pointed the direction he came from.
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"Thank you." The bear whimpered, he mounted his horse quickly riding off.
Zaida watched the bear flee giving a huff.
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Brann sighed, "You wanted to kill him... Didn't you?"
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"A little." Zaida replied with a grunt as she got back up holding her side. "I need to patch up."
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Brann shook his head, "Two wrongs don't make a right, I couldn't have killed him even if I wanted to... Do you have the right medical supply's to patch that up?"
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"It's not wrong, it's to defend... They all look at me like some monster. Slay me." She hissed. "Just wait, you'll see." Walking back Into the tower she nodded. "Yea I do. On the cabinet."
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Brann followed Zaida into the tower, he sat down in silence, "What now? You think I made the right choice? You think he'll get more of his goons?"
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"I doubt it. Bandits don't rat, and they know others will interfere if they try to take us down... I'm sure he's learned his lesson." She grabbed the medical supplies.
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Red Looked around tenliov, looking for madness*"Got off his leash, again, Hopefully he didn't mess with a **censor** guard again."*he said searching barrels*
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'Folic walks out around a corner.' Oh well are you looking for me haha why am I always on a leash with you haha? .'turns around and starts to walk away.'
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"I doubt it. Bandits don't rat, and they know others will interfere if they try to take us down... I'm sure he's learned his lesson." She grabbed the medical supplies.
Brann sat in silence. He then asked, "You gonna be okay?"
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*He started following*"Since I can't trust you not o get into more trouble, or me and you are going to becaome the guards taxidermy Training DUMMIES!"
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Well I want to do more I want a war with those stupid regular people who think they are better than us! 'He continues, taking his helmet off'
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*He sighed before saying*"We both know we would get completely obliderated, And after many years of undeath, I do NOT want to die again, we should atleast hunt. get our strength up,"
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"Yea I usually am..." She paused looking at him. Zaida turned around to the corner, her top armor fading away as she wore her underclothing. Feeling the wound and fur around it, grabbing the curved needle and the thread and sighing. "...It's too hard for me to do the whole thing, could you stitch it. please?"
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We wouldn't if we had necromancers raise the dead of the battlefield then our army would grow as we fought no matter how many men died haha... I don't mind dying if I didn't have a curse of insanity I would but it would mean a end to the voices
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"Yea I usually am..." She paused looking at him. Zaida turned around to the corner, her top armor fading away as she wore her underclothing. Feeling the wound and fur around it, grabbing the curved needle and the thread and sighing. "...It's too hard for me to do the whole thing, could you stitch it. please?"
Brann nodded, "Will do." He grabbed the needle and the thread and began to stitch up the wound, he was a little shaky since he's never done this before. After a few moments he smiled, "There. All better."
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Zaida had her arms crossed over her chest and looked away the whole time. Her ears flicked as she looked at part of the stitches. "Thank you..."
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"Necromancy undeath is different, then unfinished buisness undead like, well, me."*he said looking at madness*"Necromancy undeath basically makes you A mindless meat-puppet that has no soul, free ill, or high mental faculties, Unfinished buisness Is a soul being put back in the host, As A punishment or just to finish what they wanted to before they died"
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I know we use the mindless idiots to make them fight for us. Oh well lets just go hunt I could tear a bear apart with my hands right now... 'He starts towards the nearest gate.'
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"With You're BEAR hands?"*he said before he started laughing, before his jawbone fell off*
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'Folic turns around and starts to laugh harder than he was then picks up the jawbone and hands it back.' Haha you might need this
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*Red grabbed it, An unamused look on his face before he pointed past the gate and started walking*
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Alright haha 'He follows Red keeping up with him easily.'
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*He reeatached his jaw, before going into the forest*
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So why do you want to hunt all of a sudden? 'He followed Red deeper into the forest.'
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"because"*he said continuing on*
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hm 'He shrugs and keeps following Red.' So how is it Red it has been a while since we have talked I have wandered all over the place haha.
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"I've been good"*he said sniffing the air*
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hmmm keeping the conversation short I see. 'he shrugs.' Eh I just lead the way.
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*Red led the way while meanwhile
In the mountains....*
"I cannot wait any longer"*Laires looked upon the horizon, his open skeletal jaw flowed with green energy*"Their troubles will be their undoing, and I will finally rein once more,"*he walked into the catacombs that were deep in the mountains arriving at a pedestal, He grabbed an orb from His Cloak, The orb Flew out of his hands and unto the pedestal, Glowing with bright green light, The ground around the mountain started rumbling*
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What the #@$% is with the ground... 'He stopped and tried to keep his balance.' What in the hell.
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Zaida had her arms crossed over her chest and looked away the whole time. Her ears flicked as she looked at part of the stitches. "Thank you..."
Brann stood up, "Yeah, no problem. Sorry if it's not the best. I've never done something like that before."
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"It's fine, you did good." She shrugged lightly looking out the window before setting the materials back in the cupboard. Looking off in the distance to the Soulez kingdom and scoffed.
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*Red stumbled around*"I Don't knw what is happenin-"*The rumbling suddenly stooped, red sighed, before the mountain, well..... Cracked at the peak, causing A blinding green light to flash through the surronding area*
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"It's fine, you did good." She shrugged lightly looking out the window before setting the materials back in the cupboard. Looking off in the distance to the Soulez kingdom and scoffed.
Brann made his way over to the window and stared out it, he looked over at the Soulez kingdom and asked, "What was that scuff about?
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'As he sees the light he starts to scramble up the mountain picking his way through rocks and the sorts.' Come on something is happening they are telling me haha. 'He smiles as he climbs up it.'
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*Red shook for a moment before he started climbing*"Thank god i don't have bowels, because i sure as hell would've lost 'em"
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Ohhhh man this is going to be great maybe some powerful weapon... What no... You say ya'll hear voices? 'He stops and shakes a bit before climbing more.'
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*Red continued climbing, until they arrived at the seam of the crack*
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What is it Red. 'He struggled to look inside.'
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"Uhmmm.."*Red said nervously before skeletons, of various animal species look over the edges, down towards them both*
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And see this is why we need the undead...
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"Mortals." She huffed. "I might go there tonight, I just need to be careful."
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Brann stares at the city then over at Zaida, "You want me to come with?"
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She shrugged "I guess it would be nice to have someone come along."
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"Then I guess I'll go with then." He then turned around and sat on the ground, "But first let me rest awhile before we leave."
(Gonna be gone for like two hours brb)
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*Red got grabbed by one of the skeletons, A large crocodile, who preceeded to throw him like a javelin off the crack, meanwhile Laires Walked towards the crack, Pushing his was through the skeletons*
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'Folic watched Red fly off the mountain.' Haha your gona have to be put back together after that one Red!... 'Turns back to all the skeletons.' Now I'm mortak so throwing me off this will kill me but by all means put me out of my misery.
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*Laires arrived next to the croc, before laires looked at madness*
"If you want to retrieve your....Thing.... Then you can, If not, I will get Brutus to carry you down, and throw you at a significant height, where you won't be killed."*he said before thinking rubbing his jawbone*"Mortals would certainly be able to spread the new of my return."*he said looking at madness*
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Hmmmm you have a good army I see but anyone to lead it that has been into the heat of battle?... and That thing was my good friend Red... 'stands at full height and puts his helmet on and pulls out his swords.' alright?
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*His green pinprick pupils locked unto madness*"Alright."*He said calmly before he leaned closer*"But as An Answer to Your question, I have been though many battlefield trials, before you, and even these pathetic kingdoms, where even concieved"*he said before grabbing his cane, and slamming it in the ground, causing A concave of green mist to surround madness, before it slowly carried him off the mountain*
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Wait are you planning on destroying that kingdom Soulez? 'He tries to grab back at the mountain.' Damn weird sorcery crap. 'flips upside down.' I can help good sir you canlt be everywhere at once and well I want them Soulez dead and gone. And Red would help he is undead and all I wish I was but I am still living. Oh and I am a perfect torturer the best in these lands because of the voices in my head. Oh they told me to come here they were saying the great one has returned he is all powerful and stuff they said to go and all. 'puts his swords back into their sheaths.'
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*The floating stopped*"Hmmmm."*he looked at madness*"The offer is considered, I will send someone once I decide"*The mist finally rested madness at the ground*"But, If you don't fufill The purpose, I will end you, and Your friend"*he said before walking back, deeper into the mountain*
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ugh 'gets his footing and goes to where Red hit the ground first putting his head back together so that he could talk then starting on his torso and arms.' So what do you think should we join him?
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"I'm all for it"*he commented*"Dirty Royals..."*he growled before A bird landed on his head*"Oh..hey, Alice"*he said towards the cardinal, which pecked him Abit*
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'puts arm together and puts it on his complete torso and then puts the other arm on and starts to work on the legs.' Well I talked to him I said we would join he said he will think about it. 'finishes the legs and puts them on then connects his head.' there
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*Red started to stand up, the cardinal jumped into his chesthole, red looked aroud*"So uh,....what now?.."
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'looks back up at the glowing crack.' I want him to get back to us quick man I'm ready to kill again maybe be able to torture...
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*Red stood before he started walking*"welp, I'm going to my house, you can visit or something, I've had a good amount of hoodoo today"
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You have a house now? Why would you need one of those we wander? 'Stands up
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"Oh....uhmmm.."*he thought for awhile before saying*"Not like they can't make me pay for it, I've rented it, just scam them outta it"*he chuckled*
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(I'm gonna make a second character, so to stop confusion Brann will be speak with Red text while the new character will speak in Purple text.)
Name: Bailey Lien. Nickname's: The Merchant, The Smiling Merchant, Happy Adam.
Gender: Male
Age: 43
Species: Bearded Vulture. (I like this animal, leave me along!)
Kingdom alignment: None
Clothing/Armor: Black Pea Coat with the collar up (http://g02.a.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1kDHJJpXXXXbiXpXXq6xXFXXX0/New-2015-font-b-winter-b-font-fashion-double-breasted-turn-down-collar-wool-font-b.jpg), purple scarf (https://img0.etsystatic.com/013/0/6034069/il_570xN.419862856_7ezz.jpg), black slouch hat (http://akubra-usa.com/images/1601khi-bashed_lg5.jpg), black breeches with black boots and a leather belt. (http://www.medievalcollectibles.com/images/Product/large/GB3821.png)
Weapons: Falchion Sword
Extra: Known around the land as the happiest merchant to ever walk the planet, the man is so kind he would help a dying bandit. But that doesn't mean he can't get angry. The man has a huge anger problem, setting him off could turn out terrible for you. He's also extremely polite, he was taught at a young age to respect all forms of life and to treat people kind and respectful
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Haha so how much do you pay for it?
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**bailey**
The moonlight shined across the field. In the middle of said field was a roaring campfire, and sitting next to the fire was a vulture. His stature gave of a friendly feeling. In his hands was a balalaika, a stringed instrument. He tuned it then began to play (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qn06W-iBfkQ&index=7&list=PLctcv5OBNcKQn9Zr4DnyrHKX0mPURk7vh) it.
**Brann**
Brann opened his eye, he still was sitting. "Hm, must have fallen asleep." He said to himself
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Zaida was nowhere in the tower but outside instead. Laying against her horse, ghost. Petting the sleeping destrier gently as she admired the Hal forest. Watching the moon rise and stars appear.
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**Brann**
Stood up from his spot and made his way outside, he saw Zaida then called out, "When we leaving to go to that kingdom?"
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Zaida turned to the vulture "I was waiting until for you to wake up." She patted ghost softly.
Ghost woke up and snorted, before slowly standing up.
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Brann shrugged, "Well, I'm awake now. You wanna head out now?"
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"I don't see why not." The vexū got to her feet brushing dirt off her. "Do you have a mount?" Zaida asked while she mounted Ghost.
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Brann looked around a bit, he then smiled, "No." He then pointed at his feet, "But I got these."
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Oh wait Red do you think since he is obviously a necromancer he could possibly turn me undead like you and him where I can think like I do? 'His eyes widen and he takes his helmet off and stares into the distance.' The voices say they will still be there since I will have a mind but I won't die then...
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"Maybe, however I think you should save your energy. Come." She offered to mount ghost. "I know a witch, we could possible get you a nice mount from her before or after we go to Soulez."
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"Let's get the mount before we get to Soulez." He then made his way up on top of ghost, "How far away is this witch?"
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"Not too far. However there is a catch, you do need to tame the horse you desire." Ghost began to run in the Hal forest. It wasn't too long before reaching a hut.
An elderly owl with gold and white feathers watered the plants before glancing at the two, greeting them with a kind smile. "Oh it's lovely to see you again Zai- W-who is this?"
"Lia this is Brann, he is new in the realm. In need a horse so he can travel better."
"Ah, I see." She nodded happily. "Yes, yes, over here." Lia lead them to an open meadow which seemed to be empty. She closed her eyes chanting under her breath horses began to appear left and right walking into the meadow.
"Don't worry they have a normal form as well." Zaida said to Brann as she hopped off ghost. "Go on."
(You can create the horse's detail.)
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Brann scans the meadow, he then stops and makes his way towards a white and grey horse (https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/f/fd/Mangalarga_Marchador.jpg). He examined it for a few moments then turned his head, "I want this one."
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The owl nods. "Tame." The horses walked off. The grey and white horse remained still looking down at Brann stomping it's hooves and snorting.
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Brann makes his way around and pulls himself up onto the horse gently, "I don't know what I'm doing... I really hope this is right." he said to himself.
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"You should be fine, they are somewhat tamed, it won't take long." Zaida said sitting down.
The owl sat on a log watching. "They are tamed just not comfortable new riders. I barely ride them myself, I'm too old and fragile.." she chuckled softly.
The horse thrashed around snorting and throwing its hooves in the air, trying to throw the vulture off. After a good while it began to grow tired dragging its hoof on the floor trying to relax.
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Brann held on tightly as it thrashed around, but once it relaxed he relaxed as well. He then looked over at Zaida and the Owl, "Hey. I think I did it."
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Haha so how much do you pay for it?
"A good amount of gold, That I don't happen to own"*he said continuing on to tenliov*
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'Shakes out of it' Yeah man you are pretty broke haha
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Zaida put a thumbs up.
The owl clapped with joy. "Yes, I think you have darling."
She walked over with small sugar cubes feeding it to the grey horse and pat his head as she whispered softly. "He is now yours. Treat him well. Let me get you a saddle, so you both are comfortable." She said walking over to the fence with a dark almost black saddle.
The horse sighed eating the cubes.
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Brann got off the horse at let the owl place the saddle onto the horse once that was done he lead the horse out of the meadow and back onto the trail where him and Zaida where traveling from, "How much for the horse."
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"Wasn't much. Flowers, jewels, and goblin blood. For a potion." She lead he way, in the direction of Soulez.
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"Yup"*red said before A flash of light could be seen in the distance,*
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Wait oh what was it this time? Red did you see anything
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"Wasn't much. Flowers, jewels, and goblin blood. For a potion." She lead he way, in the direction of Soulez.
Brann rode the horse along side Zaida, he gazed at the landscape then asked, "How long do we got until we reach Soulez?"
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"Not too long." She pointed as the kingdom came into view. "YAH!" She whipped the reins.
Ghost began to run towards the kingdom, Zaida low as they approached.
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"Yes I-"*Laires appeared infront of them causing ed to scream and fall back*
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Oh that was fast... You make up your mind the guys up in my head are screaming for you to accept us and well I wana be in you army. 'He steps up closer next to Red and helps him up.' You bid pus haha you screamed
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"Not too long." She pointed as the kingdom came into view. "YAH!" She whipped the reins.
Ghost began to run towards the kingdom, Zaida low as they approached.
Brann followed along.
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"Yes I accept, But I have A problem, I need you two to take care of, It will not be easy"*Laires said*
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They arrived at the kingdom the doors open as farmers brought their goods.
Many stared at the two strangers.
Zaida had ghost slow down. She made no eye contact as she rode through.
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Yes I'm up for most things... Murder, torture, kidnapping which if you were going to torture someone you would have to kidnap them... But you get the point.
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They arrived at the kingdom the doors open as farmers brought their goods.
Many stared at the two strangers.
Zaida had ghost slow down. She made no eye contact as she rode through.
Brann followed behind, he made eye contact with a few people but quickly looked away. "Zaida. Why are we here?"
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"I have to get some stuff... What rightfully belongs to me" zaida simply said. "It was stolen from me."
They still stood there watching them. Many anthros whispered, some pointed, a few fled to their homes.
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Brann nodded, "Alright... I have a feeling that blood is going to be spelt?"
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"I haven't done anything, they can kiss my arse." She huffed. Hopping off Ghost many backed away, she quickly entered the tavern.
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Yes I'm up for most things... Murder, torture, kidnapping which if you were going to torture someone you would have to kidnap them... But you get the point.
"It May far pass your skill level"*he said before looking out where the flash was*"The problem is, The heavens know of my plans, and have sent Titans to deal with me and my army"*he said looking back at them"I Am sending you two as A Trial, I will reward you If you Can kill them, There are 5 Of them"*he said, turning into mist*'Just remember, They are called Titans For A reason, And also, remember that the flash pinpoints where the nest one Is"*The mist dispelled, Leaving the grass around where it was dry and blackened*
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"I haven't done anything, they can kiss my arse." She huffed. Hopping off Ghost many backed away, she quickly entered the tavern.
Brann got off his horse and followed Zaida's lead.
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Hm Titans that is strange we would need some crazy crap to kill them... I have been making this potion that makes people hear the voices in my head and well if I can get the titans to drink it the voices can scream in their head and well they will probably kill themselves. That sound good to you guys?.... Yep alright. What do you think Red?
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She quickly studied the tavern. "Where is he?"
"Who?" The bull asked at the counter.
"The rat. He stole." She growled.
"He hasn't been here for days ma'am I guess knew you'd come looking."
"Shit." Zaida slammed her fist on the door before holding the bridge of her snout and sighed.
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Brann sat in the back, he had a expression of confusion. He then made his way towards Zaida, "Maybe someone outside of the tavern know where he went."
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"Thats Not how divine creatures work"*red said*"My plan, is to Hit anything on the that glows, or seems like a weakspot, kness, necks and such"
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"Perhaps but I doubt anyone else will help everyone in this damn kingdom hates me. Hell, he might be across the ocean by now." She hissed.
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Sounds like a plan. 'looks around and sees the green light South.' Well lets get going then I wana hurry up and die...
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"Perhaps but I doubt anyone else will help everyone in this damn kingdom hates me. Hell, he might be across the ocean by now." She hissed.
Brann smiled, "But they don't know who I am. What does this fellow look like? I'll figure out where he went."
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Sounds like a plan. 'looks around and sees the green light South.' Well lets get going then I wana hurry up and die...
Red nodded before starting to walk south
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"Grey rat, cut tail, nasty fur, one orange eye one green, pink nose." She explained.
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Brann turned around and headed out of the tavern, he proceeded to ask multiple people if they saw this rat.
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Hmm this isn't a very far walk is it?
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Zaida sat down resting her head as she thought to herself.
A few anthro's said they didn't but mentioned he was always up to no good or that they haven't seen him for days, however one veteran guard did say he knows the rat sells or trades items at the village nearby.
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Zaida sat down resting her head as she thought to herself.
A few anthro's said they didn't but mentioned he was always up to no good or that they haven't seen him for days, however one veteran guard did say he knows the rat sells or trades items at the village nearby.
Brann made his way back to Zaida, "Hey, one of the guards said that he does trade in the village nearby. You want to head over there?"
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"Yes." She quickly got up jumping over the table. As soon as she ran out of the tavern she jumped on ghost riding fast towards the village.
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Brann quickly followed behind, he jumped on top of his horse and followed along.
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Hmm this isn't a very far walk is it?
*After awhile, they finally arrived to the location, an empty meadow, there seemed to be nothing here*
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Well shouldn't a Titan be a looming giant or something like that??? 'He kicks a nearby rock into the medow.' And what is this one vegan?
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"I dont kn-"*A loud roar could be heard, before the meadows hill started moving, it slowly rose before it towered over the trees, The titan seemed to be Equine in model, It made A loud whiney before it looked around*"Ow...ohhhhh..."*Red said his jaw falling off*
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Hmmm dude do we need to nail your jaw on? 'Looks up at it.' I don't think my swords will do much and I have no magic but lets try something.
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"No potion plans"*he said angrily before looking at it, it neighed loudly before starting to walk, mowing down trees, It didn't seem to notice them yet*
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how about this... Hey you big lumbering dirt pile! 'waves his hands.' I really wana get into this thing so just kill yourself... Wait is there a lake around here?
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"Into?"*red said befoe looking at him*"No, there isn't one, for a few miles"
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Well that makes it harder to do anything... Well hey Red wana toss me up onto him since you got supernaturak strength?
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"Yup"*red said before grabbing him and balling him up, before slam dunk throwing him, dank meme style*
(I'm really tired XD)
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Ray sighed. "Entire armies swallowed by the shifting sands, adventurers getting lost in the dunes. It's not a place life exists easily."
(About the above thing, because I cannot resist the chance to reference this....
(https://res.cloudinary.com/teepublic/image/private/s--lR3c8AeE--/t_Preview/b_rgb:ffffff,c_limit,f_jpg,h_630,q_90,w_630/v1447367803/production/designs/329967_1.jpg) )
Zanthe glanced around. "Not really, since I won't be taking off my undergarments," she said. "However, since it is frowned upon in society to undress in public... Maybe a grove of trees?"
Viola stroked her chin. "So our choice are walk through a deadly bog or walk through a deadly desert?" she asked.
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Ray nodded. "Yes, these are our options. Though, I'd prefer the bogs. At least it doesn't change."
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Viola shrugged. "Alright... Bogs it is," she murmured, scratching the back of her neck. "We'll need suppiles, correct?"
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Ray nodded. "Of course. I may be undead, but I still get hungry." He chuckled, and started towards town, choosing to walk instead of float.
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'as he flys towards the giant creature titan thing he pulls out his swords and points them towards the titan. He reaches his mid back and his swords plunge into its earthy shell. He slammed against it maybe breaking a rib or two but started to slowly make his way up the back of the titan.'
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Ray nodded. "Of course. I may be undead, but I still get hungry." He chuckled, and started towards town, choosing to walk instead of float.
Viola padded after Ray. "Mind if I get my armor off while we walk?" she asked. "I don't usually wear it into town because it makes me look shifty."
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Ray nodded. "You may do as you wish, miss Viola. I don't mind."
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Ray nodded. "You may do as you wish, miss Viola. I don't mind."
Running behind a tree, Viola quickly changed out of her armor and into some clothes. "Just a second!" she said, stuffing the armor into her bag and belting on a dagger before picking the bag up and stepping out from behind the tree. She was actually a lot younger than she had looked with the armor on, perhaps closer to being a teenager than an an adult. Her fur was mostly white, except for a black spot around her right eye, and that too added to the sense that she was young. However, despite her small frame, she was very clearly a fighter, as could be seen by a number of scars on her arms and stomach, both of which were exposed. The hybrid was also clearly in shape, if maybe a bit malnourished, and there appeared to be a strange horizontal scar on her abdomen, about an inch under her belly button. "All set," she said, smiling sheepishly and shouldering her bag.
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Ray nodded, casting his helmet aside. The metal object disappeared before it hit the ground. Ray smiled warmly at Viola, but his brow was creased in confusion and worry. "Why does one so young choose a life like this? You should spend your days tending to your fancy, not to wounds. But, alas, I do not know why you've chosen this path." The massive knight shrugged, and motioned for Viola to lead the way.
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Ray nodded, casting his helmet aside. The metal object disappeared before it hit the ground. Ray smiled warmly at Viola, but his brow was creased in confusion and worry. "Why does one so young choose a life like this? You should spend your days tending to your fancy, not to wounds. But, alas, I do not know why you've chosen this path." The massive knight shrugged, and motioned for Viola to lead the way.
Viola lowered her ears, following Ray. "Well... I did live normally, once," she said. "I kind of had to start fighting to survive after..." The hybrid blinked. "...That's something that bothers me. I don't recall why I became like this... among other things." The girl rubbed the strange "scar" under her navel. "Do you really think this lady can help me?"
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Ray sighed. "I could lie and say, with full conviction 'yes'. However, I don't know for sure. I've only ever seen her bring the undead their memories. I've no way to know if she works with the living."
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As Brann and Zaida where traveling, Brann began to get light headed, the sky turned dark and the wind began to blow harder. Brann tried to keep hold of the horse but failed, he let go and went flying off it. The horse startled began to run, Brann laid on the ground as the sky turned black and rain fell.
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Ray sighed. "I could lie and say, with full conviction 'yes'. However, I don't know for sure. I've only ever seen her bring the undead their memories. I've no way to know if she works with the living."
Viola thought for a moment, then suddenly seemed to stick her hand into the large "scar" under her belly button. "Just a moment..."
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Ray furrowed his brow. "Miss?"
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Viola looked up. "... Oh, I'm part kangaroo," she said, smiling sheepishly as she pulled out a small leather bag. "Among other things..." Opening the back, the hybrid pulled out
the Macguffin a small locket. "I have this..."
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Zaida hopped off ghost and kneeled down shaking him lightly. "Hey... What's wrong with you?" As it began to rain, she looked up into the sky and sighed. Quickly she grabbed his arms and began dragging him over to the trees, the branches and leaves thick enough to keep them from getting soaked.
(Where were we cifero?)
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Brann opens his eyes slightly, the sky began to spin into what look like a whirlwind, lighting struck the ground. Behind Zaida four large knights (http://assets.vg247.com/current//2016/04/dark_souls_3_abyss_watchers.jpg) rose from black smoke. They began to lumber there way towards the two. Brann quickly pointed and whispered, "Them... Don't let them get me."
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Without question zaida caused a strong dark force, escaping from her body to throw the Knights back. Giving her enough time to help Brann onto her horse. She mounted ghost, charging through the Knights, noticing as one got to its feet.
A large jagged sword formed to her right hand. Allowing her to cut into its armor. As she rode off... It was undetermined what damage she did to the knight nor did she care at the moment. The sword then slowly vanished in umbra.
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The one knight stood back up, it was like he was bit by a mosquito, they all began to march in the direction that Zaida and Brann rode off to. Brann gasped heavily, "Thank you for not leaving me... They would have torn me apart."
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Zaida hopped off ghost and kneeled down shaking him lightly. "Hey... What's wrong with you?" As it began to rain, she looked up into the sky and sighed. Quickly she grabbed his arms and began dragging him over to the trees, the branches and leaves thick enough to keep them from getting soaked.
(Where were we cifero?)
(I believe Devin and Zanthe were stopping so that Zanthe could change into something less conspicuous than a barmaid outfit.)
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Ray nodded. "Trinkets are good for memories. Have you opened it?"
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Viola shrugged. "Yeah, but... it doesn't seem to want to open," she said, looking at the locket. "Do you think there's something important inside?"
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Ray shrugged. "I suppose. If it's enchanted, the old hag should open it."
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Nodding, Viola placed the locket gently back into the leather bag and stuffed the bag back into her pouch. "Any idea where we could stay?" she asked, smoothing her fur out and stretching. "If we need a cover, I can dance a little."
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Ray furrowed his brow. "What do you mean by cover? And by dancing?"
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Viola shrugged. "Well, you never know who might be searching for us," she asked. "We could be in huge trouble and not know it, so we might need a cover as to why we're there. As for the dancing, well..." The hybrid blushed a little and rubbed the back of her head. "I, um... I traveled with a performing troupe a while back after losing my memory, so I can pull off being a, um.... traveling dancer." She looked at Ray. "I didn't get this figure from fighting, is what I mean."
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Ray nodded. "Or at least that you know of. You may have been a young warrior before, miss Viola. But, I digress, we've got a bog to cross." He smiled, patted Viola's shoulder, and started into the fetid swamp. "Oh, one more thing. If you hear laughing, let me know."
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Ray nodded. "Or at least that you know of. You may have been a young warrior before, miss Viola. But, I digress, we've got a bog to cross." He smiled, patted Viola's shoulder, and started into the fetid swamp. "Oh, one more thing. If you hear laughing, let me know."
Viola nodded, beginning to walk through the swamp behind Ray. "I take it that's a sign of insanity?" she said, tying a cloth around her mouth and nose.
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Ray shook his head. "No. There's a hunter around these parts that cares not for what he hunts."
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Viola stared at Ray. "Why would you be laughing at that?" she asked.
Zanthe glanced over at Devin. "So it's alright if I stop?" she asked.
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"Yea of course, hm how about over there?" He pointed to some tree's and a few overgrown bushes surrounding as Vi stopped, dragging a hoof.
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Zanthe glanced around. "Not really, since I won't be taking off my undergarments," she said. "However, since it is frowned upon in society to undress in public... Maybe a grove of trees?"
"Hmm, how about over there." He pointed to some tree's and a few bushes surrounding as Vi stopped, dragging a hoof.
Zanthe nodded once, hopping off of W. as the horse slowed down. "That should do... I'll be only a minute," she said, grabbing her things and walking into the bushes.
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"Alright." He said patiently waiting. Looking around the area for any other anthro's around.
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A few moments later, Zanthe returned from the bushes, dressed in less revealing clothes and a suit of leather armor. "There we go," she murmured, putting her other items back in her saddlebags and buckling on a short sword. "No one will think of me as a barmaid now."
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Ray sighed, somewhat sadly. "This...man, and I use that word lightly, is a psychopath and a sadist. He cares little for life, and even less for whoever he decides to hunt. His methods trump even the most cruel punishments my brother could ever hope to conceive. I know not his name, nor his visage. Only that he spares nothing he catches. Be it man, woman, babe or child. If this creature finds them, their life is over."
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He studied her body up and down carefully, suddenly patting her body down. "Hm... Yea well, remind me to get you some better armor later on. Leather works but it isn't the best." Devin said. "Anyways lets go." Then nudging his head forward, his blood red eyes looking down at her. He turned and mounted Vi.
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What is happening lol
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He studied her body up and down carefully, suddenly patting her body down. "Hm... Yea well, remind me to get you some better armor later on. Leather works but it isn't the best." Devin said. "Anyways lets go." Then nudging his head forward, his blood red eyes looking down at her. He turned and mounted Vi.
Zanthe stiffened as Devin patted her down, barely keeping herself from blushing in surprise. "....Right," she murmured, climbing onto her horse as well and beckoning to the griffin.
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Devin lead the way. "Where would a griffin be able to hide?" He mumble while thinking.
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"Perhaps in a tree... or maybe even in plain sight," Zanthe replied, thinking out loud a little. "Griffins don't come to town often, so it would be best to either find a place outside the town where she can stay safely, or to somehow ferret her in."
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He looked back at the Griffin. "Yea, she's also pretty small than other griffins, since she's still a chick.." He looked ahead. "We'll come a across a towns in a few." Her pointed. "So outside the town would be best."
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He looked back at the Griffin. "Yea, she's also pretty small than other griffins, since she's still a chick.." He looked ahead. "We'll come a across a towns in a few." Her pointed. "So outside the town would be best."
Nodding, Zanthe began scanning the area for a suitable hiding place. "Hmm... There are a number of trees and bushes around," she murmured. "One of them may be able to hide her."
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"We could rent a room at a tavern, or maybe a house in the village... Then have the Griffin hide near, If not we could set camp near the village." He suggested.
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Ray continued into the bog, slowly sinking into the mire, until he was about chest-deep in the murky water. "Watch your step, miss Viola. It gets deep."
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Zanthe nodded once, glancing around. "Alright... We should find a place for her to hide until we figure our lodgings out," she said, glancing at Devin.
Viola nodded. "I... I see that," she said, carefully following behind Ray. While she was considerably lighter, the hybrid still sunk a little into the mire, and soon enough the water was lapping at the fur just above her waistband. "...Maybe I should find a way to seal my pouch."
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"Right." Devin looked at her. "To make things faster. Maybe, one of us hide the Griffin and the other checks for any tavern room or house for rent?" He suggested.
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"Right." Devin looked at her. "To make things faster. Maybe, one of us hide the Griffin and the other checks for any tavern room or house for rent?" He suggested.
"Sounds like a plan," the catfox replied, tying W. to a nearby tree. "How good are you with people?"
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"Decent. Don't worry I'll handle the room and you can get her too a safe place." Her patted the Griffins beak gently. Devin rode into the village with Vi.
Asking a few anthros where he could rent it lead him to a chinchilla. "I'm here to rent, a room or house is fine." He took out a small sack of gold.
The old man smiled with a nod, he grabbed a key and gave it to Devin. "You see over there? That will be the house. Will that be fine young man?"
"Yes, perfect." Devin smiled and handed over the gold.
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Ray nodded, and stopped. "You could stand on my shoulders, if you wish, Miss Viola."
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"Are you certain, Ray?" Viola asked. "I'd rather you didn't sink further...."
While Devin was procuring a house for the evening, Zanthe remained in the woods, keeping the griffin hidden. "He'll be back soon enough," she murmured to the young griffin, stroking its beak softly.
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Ray nodded, nearly dipping his chin in the muck. "I will be fine, miss Viola. I do not wish to have you lost in the mire."
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"...As you wish," Viola said, bending her knees and quickly hopping onto Ray's shoulders. As a precaution, she quickly wrapped some cloth around her middle, just under her belly button. "...Just in case it gets rather deep," she said, tying it firmly over her pouch.
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Devin jogged into the the woods looking for the Griffin and zanthe before eventually spotting the two. "I rented a house. Plus it's close to the woods so she can be close to us."
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((is it okay for me to join? I know I'm pretty late on it))
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((is it okay for me to join? I know I'm pretty late on it))
No, feel free to join.
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I'm joining with two other characters along with my main just in case Eh, nevermind. I'll stick with just my main for now.))
Name: Geoffrey "Geoff" Noah
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Species: American black bear
Kingdom alignment: Soulez
Clothing: beige shirt with brown vest and pants
Armor: Leather armor similar to Skyrim's Shrouded Armor but with a same-patterned robe and grey instead of red.
(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/c6/00/50/c600509c499b90bfcf0d9979d6154280.jpg)
Weapons: Dagger and magic which depletes his energy.
Extra: He is a clairvoyant medium and novice in a bounty hunter clan which specifically finds those who use magic for malicious deeds or paranormal beings who cause trouble. Despite being generalized as an enemy of monsterkind, he and the rest of the clan respect those who don't harm others without consent and heavily disagree with the xenophobic views of Soulez. In fact, one of the clan members is a secret vampire.
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(New character.)
Name: Kasai Nokoribi
Gender: Male
Age: 55
Species: Bearded Vulture.
Kingdom alignment: None
Clothing/Armor: This (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/c3/5c/a7/c35ca735d5ce0a89c54521d4ff993f88.jpg), the blue is replaced with red though
Weapons: One long katana with dragon engravings in it, and another katana but shorter almost like a dagger.
Extra: A warrior from the east. A kind hearten and calm man, but fearsome and cruel in battle, he was taught at a young age to fight in marital arts and with the sword. Not much is known about him.
Post Merge: July 28, 2016, 07:58:19 AM
Kasai road down the trail. The cloth on his armor gently moved with the breeze. He stopped and admired the view, then he began to trout along on his pure white horse.
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Geoffrey was too exhausted to hike his way back to his base and renewed his room rental at the inn along the road near the forest.
He untied the cloth around his neck and scrunched his nose while examining the two jagged, scabbing cuts in the mirror. He was quite lucky shoving the vampire off didn't tear into him any worse. He wasn't sure if she was a contagious type of vampire or if that bite was enough to infect him. This anxiety was going to haunt him all night. That's what he gets for forgetting the neck guard. At least he accomplished the mission and had nothing else to worry about.
He carefully cleaned the wound and tried to calm himself to sleep. If he remembered correctly, he had a few days to prepare before the illness sets in, if at all.
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Kasai made his way down the trail then he spotted someone. He stopped and examined the area before he made his way towards them
(Are you out in the open? Or are you some place hidden?)
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((oh shoot, I had changed a sentence and forgot a detail. I implied he's in his inn room. I need to sleep.))
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(Darn. Oh well thanks for telling me though.)
Kasai made his way towards the figure, only to realize it was a stump. He sighed and continued on.
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Ray sunk slightly, enough to submerge his chin, but he did not stop moving. Like a small boat, the massive raccoon trudged through the bog, his companion left almost completely untouched by the squalor.
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Kasai reached a empty plain. The sky began to turn dark, so he got off his horse and began to build a fire. Once it was complete he sat down in front of it. He took his helmet and placed it next to him, his feathers where grey and his face gave of a calm and warm feeling. He closed his eyes and began to meditate.
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Devin jogged into the the woods looking for the Griffin and zanthe before eventually spotting the two. "I rented a house. Plus it's close to the woods so she can be close to us."
Zanthe rubbed her chin as she contemplated Devin's words. "Right... Still, I feel we should be on our guard," she replied, climbing back onto W. and motioning to the griffin to follow her. "Shall we head there?"
Atop Ray's shoulders, Viola kept a careful watch, remembering Ray's previous warning about the hunter of men/women.
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"I'm always on guard. Don't worry." He assured before her nodded and mounted Vi, leading the way to the house.
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Geoff awoke in the middle of the night, startled and soaked with sweat. His eyes pierced the ceiling as he let the images of his nightmare fade. They were nothing new to him, but it was no wonder why they became more frequent since joining the clan. Especially tonight.
He walked down into the main inn area. Chances are at least one person was up, and he could use a little distraction to calm down.
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(I would like to join.)
Name: Petal
Gender: Female
Age: 14 years old (her body is 45)
Species: Alraune (a plant monster that lures people in with pheromones and eats them alive. This one is magically altered however and given sentience. Her body is similar to that of cats but made of plant matter, not flesh.)
Kingdom alignment: neutral
Clothing/Armor: Has natural armor as her plant body is tougher than it appears, otherwise only wears loose fitting white shirt.
Weapons: Has a mass of thorny tendrils that she can use to defend her self, as well as an acidic bile that she can spit up at people. The thorny tendrils are hidden under her massive flower petals, which looks like a long skirt.
Extra: Petal is an experiment done by a fairly powerful wizard who wanted something to attract customers to his shop. While she is happy working for the person who created her, she hates how both men and women all flock to her because of her natural beauty and smell. It doesn't help that she has a slight urge to eat these people which she constantly has to suppress. It's not hard but it's still annoying and she frequently thinks of running away.
What petal sort of looks like. (Just imagine it as a cat):
https://www.bing.com/images/search?q=alraune+anime+&view=detailv2&&id=975575D0FC37353575DAE8D8331F2A470A380432&selectedIndex=30&ccid=o0RCZ%2bVz&simid=608045255722535267&thid=OIP.Ma3444267e573104903420212b8fe91cfo0&ajaxhist=0 (https://www.bing.com/images/search?q=alraune+anime+&view=detailv2&&id=975575D0FC37353575DAE8D8331F2A470A380432&selectedIndex=30&ccid=o0RCZ%2bVz&simid=608045255722535267&thid=OIP.Ma3444267e573104903420212b8fe91cfo0&ajaxhist=0)
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Wicked cackling soon filled the air, but Ray seemed like he didn't notice.
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Geoff sipped on a drink as he sat in the inn lobby. No one was in the room aside from one of the innkeepers wiping down the tables. He had the urge to chat with her despite having nothing to say and not wanting to bother her. He stared into his drink and hoped someone will walk in and ease his mind with some chatter.
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Viola pricked up her ears and carefully nudged Ray's head. "Ray," she murmured, not wanting to say much so that she could listen to her surroundings.
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Ray turned his head slightly and spoke softly. "Yes, Miss Viola?"
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Geoff sipped on a drink as he sat in the inn lobby. No one was in the room aside from one of the innkeepers wiping down the tables. He had the urge to chat with her despite having nothing to say and not wanting to bother her. He stared into his drink and hoped someone will walk in and ease his mind with some chatter.
A new face walks into the in...well new to Geoff at least. A plant looking girl, who could easily be identified as an Alraune, made her way into the bar carrying a crate full of strange vials. Many of the men in the bar couldn't help but stare at her and one foolish man tried to peep under her flower skirt as she walked by. He got slapped by a thorny vine is what he got.
The Alraune sat at an empty table nearby Geoff and while her flowers scent wasn't mind controlling like most Alraunes is still smell beatiful. However, as much attention as she was getting she didn't seem happy about any of it and tried to eat some food hoping for peace.
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"Hmm hm hm hm Hmmm hm hm hm~"*Red hummed as he stepped through the foggy swamp, His decaying armor dripped with swamp water, It seemed almost silent.. except for the occasional frog croak and the faint buzzing of a cicada*"Gather up all the crew, It's time to ship out binks'' brew~.."*He faintly sung to pass the time*
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Zanthe, keeping silent, followed Devin to the house, making sure that the griffin followed behind.
"There's laughter in the air," Viola whispered to Ray. "Evil laughter."
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Ray nodded, slowly, and pushed on as fast as he could. However, he could only move at a moderate walking pace, given that he was neck deep in the bog.
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(Where is everyone, I kind of put myself in the inn cause of Geoff.)
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(Ray and Viola are in the swamp, so am I, Zaida, Devin and Zanthe are at A house *I don't know the location*)
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(Could we say it is in the same town as the inn?)
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(I think so? It's out in the woods.)
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(I would be semi-okay with it, but you'd have to ask Zaida as well.)
Viola held on tight, keeping an eye out for anything suspicious and wishing she had worn her armor.
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(It's fine if it's in the woods. I can relocate Pettle.)
Peddle leaves the Inn after a lot of men try to hit on her and runs off into the woods in tears.
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"Here it is." Devin proceeded to walk to the house. He then opened the door, gesturing to zanthe. "Ladies first."
He then looked off into the woods seeing the Griffin make her way behind the house.
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Zanthe dismounted from W. and walked up to the house, peering inside with a knife drawn. "It doesn't look like anyone else is here," she said, keeping the knife out.
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The Griffin got comfortable and eventually laid down, exhausted.
"Don't worry I'll protect you." Devin assured, following behind her.
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Zanthe looked over her shoulder at Devin. "My current weapon may be smaller, but it's just as effective," she said. "...However, thank you." With that, she continued to look around the house.
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He nodded "I believe you, holler if you need me." Devin said walking around the house. Lighting some candle to give them light, since it was a bit dark inside.
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*Red continued through the bog mist invading his view before he came upon a graveyard*"Finally..."
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After a long walk into the forest, Pettle finds a place to rest by a the old abandoned house. She plants her roots and sits in plain site.
"Stupid men, stupid barmaids, why won't they just leave me alone!"
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*Red walked to the large memorial that was planted in the middle of the dilapidated head stones*
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Zanthe pricked her ears up, distinctly hearing Pettle's voice. Slowly, the catfox creeped towards the door of the house and peeked outside.
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(Just making a quick note that Pettle is nearby the house...and is kind of loudly talking to herself.)
Zanthe could see Pettle just sitting in a small clearing looking rather upset. If Zanthe had any knowledge on monster she would know that Pettle was a monster that generally lure men and woman in with there smell and attractive female/male lure. They are one of the true definitions of a "man eating plant".
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(Just making a quick note that Pettle is nearby the house...and is kind of loudly talking to herself.)
Zanthe could see Pettle just sitting in a small clearing looking rather upset. If Zanthe had any knowledge on monster she would know that Pettle was a monster that generally lure men and woman in with there smell and attractive female/male lure. They are one of the true definitions of a "man eating plant".
Confirming her theory with a sniff of the air, Zanthe quickly but quietly rushed into the house to find Devin, hoping that the horses did not go near Pettle.
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Pettle seemed to be lost in thought until she saw the horses. Pettle loved animals, not really to eat though. Her master made it possiblle for her to survive without eating people and just need water, sunshine and fertile ground occasionally. She uprooted herself and went to go see them.
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As Devin was looking around the house he noticed zanthe rush over to him. "..What's wrong?" He asked her.
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"There appears to be a man-eating plant creature outside," Zanthe murmured. "I've no clue what its intentions are, but... it seemed to be talking about some people at an inn who treated it poorly."
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Pettle was with the horses who seemed heavily attracted to her. She was petting them gently with her tendrils as they licked her, thinking she tasted good but none of them biting.
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"Hm really?" He drew his sword quickly. "It's best to go check it out then to find out its intentions... If it's a threat I'll get rid of it, stay close with me." Devin said making his way out of the house.
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Pettle felt footsteps nearby by as she had rooted herself near the horses.
"Who's there?"
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Zanthe followed close behind Devin, knife in hand. "Didn't intend on staying behind," she whispered.
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Devin heard the stranger but didn't speak, he went from the back of the house.
The Griffin laid low, softly growling as she stared towards the front, giving a sign that's where the creature was.
The hybrid began to make his way to the front. He kept a serious face. "State your business!" He yelled as a warning, his sword ready as he stood behind Pettle however kept his distance for now.
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"I-I was just playing with the horses." Pettle said and looked scared as she saw the sword.
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Without warning, a massive, disgusting hook dug deep into a nearby tree, the gore-spattered rusty chain connected to it thrummed in the air. The hunter, a massive, gangrenous, decrepit alligator (who's lower jaw was missing) cackled wildly as he sighted his new prey. Ray turned, gasped, and suddenly grabbed Viola's waist. He threw the young hybrid onto dry land, whilst shouting. "Run for it! I'll meet you at the hag's shack!"
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*Red was just about to play the lute infront of the memorial before he heard something In the distance*"What the...."*He started running toward the scene to see what the noise came from*
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Zanthe, noting Pettle's discomfort, gently pushed Devin's sword down with her knife. "She's friendly," the catfox murmured to Devin before looking over at Pettle. "What are you doing this far out in the woods?"
Viola, getting only a brief glance of the hunter, did as Ray said and hot-footed it out of there, running faster than a normal person should have been able to.
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The hunter, noticing the much livelier prey, pulled his hook back and gave chase, bellowing loudly. "I'll wear your bones around my wrists!"
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Bones don't work that way, Viola thought, not bothering to say the words aloud lest she get distracted and trip. She kept running onwards, not looking back as the hunter gave chase.
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The hook lanced past Viola, and dug into a tree, causing it to fall into her path. The hunter cackled loudly, calling out. "I'm gonna get you!"
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The hook lanced past Viola, and dug into a tree, causing it to fall into her path. The hunter cackled loudly, calling out. "I'm gonna get you!"
Viola, screeching to a halt, climbed over the tree as fast as she could, preparing to run but also ready for combat if it was to come.
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Zanthe, noting Pettle's discomfort, gently pushed Devin's sword down with her knife. "She's friendly," the catfox murmured to Devin before looking over at Pettle. "What are you doing this far out in the woods?"
Viola, getting only a brief glance of the hunter, did as Ray said and hot-footed it out of there, running faster than a normal person should have been able to.
Pettle folded her arms. "Because the people in the village are perverts and can't seem to handle themselves around me...but I guess it doesn't help that I smell so alluring. I come out her when I need some time to calm down, but its normally abandoned."
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The hunter pulled himself quickly towards Viola, jumped over the fallen tree, and drew a wicked looking butcher's blade.
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Viola, dagger in hand, kept running for the time being. Crap, crap, CRAP...
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The massive butcher's blade bit into the dirt a few feet away from Viola, followed closely by the hook.
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Viola, wishing that she had access to her pouch, quickly ran behind a tree and kept weaving, trying to formulate a plan before the contents of her pouch- and her stomach- were spilled across the ground.
Zanthe nodded slowly. "I see... Well, we will not be perverts to you," she said. The catfox was impervious to the scents herself, so would have no trouble keeping herself controlled around Pettle. "Did you want to come inside, or do you usually just stay outside the house? I would not want to rob you of your safe haven."
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Viola, wishing that she had access to her pouch, quickly ran behind a tree and kept weaving, trying to formulate a plan before the contents of her pouch- and her stomach- were spilled across the ground.
Zanthe nodded slowly. "I see... Well, we will not be perverts to you," she said. The catfox was impervious to the scents herself, so would have no trouble keeping herself controlled around Pettle. "Did you want to come inside, or do you usually just stay outside the house? I would not want to rob you of your safe haven."
"I would probably feel safer inside...but eventually i have to get back to the shop." Pettle said but didn't seem at all happy about that.
"My master is a wizard of a fairly high caliber...and was the one who created me. He owns a magic shop in town and has me work their because people find me attractive."
Post Merge: August 26, 2016, 06:32:27 PM
(Hey just so you guys know, i will be gone for the next couple of days. I will be back sunday as i am just visiting my mom's...who can't afford wifi and doesn't know i am a furry. So if you can just assume petal is moving with the group that would be helpful.)
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'A plant... Attractive?' Devin thought while putting the sword away. Being immune since he himself secretly was a monster and has been around so many. The hybrid glanced at zanthe, he saw she wasn't infected by the smell or appearance, whatever it was before agreeing himself that Pettle could stay. While listening to the plant he raised a brow. "Hmp wizards. Never had I met a decent anthro wizard..." He mumbled to zanthe.
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The chain shot out, and wrapped itself around Viola's ankle as she rounded a tree. The hunter cackled madly, and slowly stalked his now-trapped prey.
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Viola crashed to the ground, grunting as she did so, and realized that she had to act fast. Taking up her dagger, the hybrid quickly cut through the bandages wrapped around her pouch, wincing as the blade grazed her skin. Undeterred from her purpose, she quickly stuffed her hands inside and grasped the item that she so severely needed.
Zanthe shrugged. "No one is perfect," she replied, turning to Pettle. "Alright... come inside, then. We were just setting up for the night." (Is Pettle wearing clothes?)
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(She'll be gone for the weekend so she just said to have her follow along. Not sure if she's clothed or not though.)
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The hunter crept closer, snaking his way towards Viola. His jaw hung loosely on his face, drool falling from his gaping maw.
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Turning quickly, Viola threw a pellet of some kind at the hunter's face, then uncapped a small bottle of fluid and poured it on the chain. As the pellet hit, it exploded into a cloud of smoke.
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(She'll be gone for the weekend so she just said to have her follow along. Not sure if she's clothed or not though.)
(Yes she has a shirt on and since the lower half of her is a giant flower there it's only her upper body that was a problem.)
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((Sorry for poofing there for a while. I set the place to be empty before your post, Moka. :P So for continuity's sake, let's say there are two inns in the area and Geoff was in the least popular one))
Geoff had sat around for a while until his mind relaxed, and he went back to bed. His sleep didn't last long, and he finally gave up and packed up to leave.
Dressed in his normal attire, he began his way down the road before growing a little anxious. He changed his mind and decided to head around to his base through the forest. It will take longer, but it's worth it in case the possible infection progresses faster than normal. Unlikely but possible. What can happen may happen, and he didn't want to be around civilians if it does.
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The hunter wheezed and stumbled backwards, trying to clear his nose.
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Viola crashed to the ground, grunting as she did so, and realized that she had to act fast. Taking up her dagger, the hybrid quickly cut through the bandages wrapped around her pouch, wincing as the blade grazed her skin. Undeterred from her purpose, she quickly stuffed her hands inside and grasped the item that she so severely needed.
Zanthe shrugged. "No one is perfect," she replied, turning to Pettle. "Alright... come inside, then. We were just setting up for the night." (Is Pettle wearing clothes?)
"Thank you." Pettle unroots herself and goes inside, looking back cautiously.
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Viola stood up and, picking up the chain that had seemed to come detatched from her ankle, winged it at the hunter, aiming directly for his face with the other end... which was wet with something. As soon as it left her hand, she sheathed her dagger and pulled a shortsword from her pouch, attaching it to her belt and drawing the blade.
Zanthe looked over at Devin. "We should follow her in," she said, laying a hand on Devin's shoulder.
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Devin seemed to be deep in thought before he snapped out of it and looked down at her giving a small nod. "Yea, Alright." He replied before he began to follow the plant inside the house.
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The hunter stumbled backwards, bellowing in pain.
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As the wet end of the chain hit the hunter's face, his flesh began to sizzle and smoke.
Keeping in a crouched position to protect her abdomen from attack, Viola quickly slashed at the hunter's chain hand, cutting a deep gash in the back of it.
Zanthe followed close behind, keeping an eye on the surrounding woods until she was inside.
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Devin proceeded to light some the candles in the house as the day grew dark. Eventually making his way in the rooms and returning without his armor and instead in his regular clothing. "So nothing seems to be out of the ordinary in the house. There's two rooms so feel free to choose whichever room your comfortable with... Also plant, I'm sorry I didn't catch your name. If you decide to stay you can take a room as well and I can sleep here in the living room."
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Zanthe, in turn, quickly changed into some normal clothes as well, though this time she wore a shirt that left her midsection exposed, but still covered her body significantly more than her barmaid shirt, which was really nothing more than a small piece of fabric with sleeves. She still wore a dagger, nonetheless. However, she seemed very eager to sit down, mainly so that Pettle did not see the tattoo on her lower back. "... I may have to wash some clothes." the catfox said. "All the clean shirts I have left are like this."
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The hunter lashed out, his chain-weapon barely scratching Viola's ankle. But, the scratch was deemed enough by the hunter, as he retreated into the bog. The veil of fog lifted, the way out now clear.
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Zanthe, in turn, quickly changed into some normal clothes as well, though this time she wore a shirt that left her midsection exposed, but still covered her body significantly more than her barmaid shirt, which was really nothing more than a small piece of fabric with sleeves. She still wore a dagger, nonetheless. However, she seemed very eager to sit down, mainly so that Pettle did not see the tattoo on her lower back. "... I may have to wash some clothes." the catfox said. "All the clean shirts I have left are like this."
"Oh sorry, my name s pettle. I can sleep downstairs since I see a nice patch of dirt over there. I...also need to wash my shirt, since I keep getting sap and dirt on it." Pettle looks shy as she says that.
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Zanthe, noting Pettle's shyness, flashed her a small, comforting smile. "I could wash your shirt together with my own, if it would make you feel comfortable," she said. "You can borrow one of my clean shirts while I do so, as well."
Viola blinked, touching the scratch lightly. "...Huh," she muttered, looking down at the chain still around her ankle. "I guess he gave up...?"
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The quiet chitterings and chirrups of birds and bugs filled the air, and the forest was calm. However, the massive necro-knight had seemingly disappeared. In fact, the mountains that were once in the distance were gone, as if the forest had been on an island, surrounded by a cloudy ocean.
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Viola blinked a couple times, rubbing her eyes. "This is too weird," she muttered, looking around to see if she could spot the witch's shack.
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Whispers seemed to echo beneath the noise, assaulting Viola's ears.
You will never escape.
He will eat your soul.
You are never safe.
Running will only make you tired.
The subtle dragging of iron against stone rang quietly through the air, barely audible but menacing nonetheless.
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Whispers seemed to echo beneath the noise, assaulting Viola's ears.
You will never escape.
He will eat your soul.
You are never safe.
Running will only make you tired.
The subtle dragging of iron against stone rang quietly through the air, barely audible but menacing nonetheless.
Viola whirled around, looking in every direction for the source of the noise. "... Knew it was too easy," she muttered, trying to discern where the sound was coming from.
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(Not sure if we should wait or move on without moka. Since she's had a habit of disappearing for long periods at a time...)
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A huge hook buried itself deep within the earth beside Viola, and the hunter emerged, wrapping the chain around his arm. "Our little escapist," he burbled through his broken face, "has been found. Tell me true, dear child, are you afraid?" The hunter drew a massive, serrated sword seemingly from no-where.
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Viola stared at the hunter, trembling only slightly. "Yes, I'm afraid," she said, raising her own sword. "But that doesn't mean I'm just going to let you cut me down like so much wheat."
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"Good," the rotted creature bellowed, "make a show of it!" He swung wide with the wicked blade, aiming to cleave Viola in two.
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((I'm sorry guys, but can you give me a little summary of what's going on/where everyone is, and if I can pop in?))
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((Zanthe and Devin met up with Pettle in the woods (I think?), Viola got cursed by the Corrupted Hunter of the Bog. Ray has disappeared. If I missed anything, feel free to ask.))
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Viola dodged backwards, the blade missing her by mere inches. I have to think of a strategy for this, she thought, striking at the hunter quickly before continuing to back away, not really aiming to make contact.
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The hunter cackled, and brought the sword straight down, burying it in the ground.
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Viola, not liking the look of this, quickly sprang away from the patch of ground she was standing on, while trying to slash at the hunter. "What are you playing at?" she said.
(We should wait with Zanthe and Devin until Moka comes back, probably.)
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Name: Krig Frysta
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown
Species: Bearded Vulture
Kingdom alignment: None
Clothing/Armor: This (http://i.imgur.com/EmXy0Ac.jpg). Although the cloth on the bottom is replaced with a dark blue cloth.
Weapons: A longsword with a dark blue tinted blade. The handle is pure black.
Extra: Will fill out in a bit
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(So what has happened since I have been gone.)
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(Viola's being chased through a curse swamp by a hunter, and Zanthe and Devin are right where you left them. Zanthe was agreeing that laundry should be done.)
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Zanthe, noting Pettle's shyness, flashed her a small, comforting smile. "I could wash your shirt together with my own, if it would make you feel comfortable," she said. "You can borrow one of my clean shirts while I do so, as well."
Viola blinked, touching the scratch lightly. "...Huh," she muttered, looking down at the chain still around her ankle. "I guess he gave up...?"
"Thank you...I guess I should take this off then." Pettle proceeds to take off her shirt leaving her in just her bra. She quickly closes up her flower up to cover herself leaving the shirt on the ground.
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Zanthe stood up and rifled through her bag, then padded over, a new shirt in her hand. "Here you go," she said, offering the shirt to Pettle. While her face had first been passive, her cheeks suddenly color and she gets one of those embarrassed looks of realization that are so common in anime, quickly slapping her free hand over her bare lower back to try to hide her tattoo.
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Pettle took the shirt and put it on before coming out of her flower.
"Thanks...maybe you should get some clothes too."
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Pettle took the shirt and put it on before coming out of her flower.
"Thanks...maybe you should get some clothes too."
Pettle could not see Zanthe's tattoo, but could clearly see the catfox's midsection. "I'm working on it," she said, picking up Pettle's shirt and walking backwards slowly, still flushed a bit. "...You can come help me wash clothing, if you would like to."
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Pettle smiled, not noticing how awkward Zanthe was being.
"Sure, I will try not to get my sap on the clothes." Pettle unrooted herself and followed.
(Maybe wait for Zaida?)
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(I'm back, was talking to a recruiter.)
Devin eventually was outside. He looked around the village, giving a gently sigh however deep down was worried. "I just need to relax..." He held the crystal necklace in his paw. "It'll be alright."
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Zanthe, realizing that Devin was not there, slowly regained her composure and picked up the clothes, then went to a nearby river, pointedly walking backwards. "I take it you've washed clothing before?" she asked.
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"Yes master had me clean both our clothes..." Pettle said and seemed a bit saddened just mentioning him.
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The Hunter drew the sword again from the earth, and swiped at Viola. The gash left in ground began to fester, turning into a grotesque, fleshy cyst.
Ray emerged from the filth, and found Viola laying motionless on the ground, fast asleep. He sighed, figuring she had passed out from the days events, and set up a campsite. No more than three minutes passed before Ray had a fire burning, and a tent set around Viola. The massive necro-knight sought refuge beneath a large pine, in case the weather turned for the worse.
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The Hunter drew the sword again from the earth, and swiped at Viola. The gash left in ground began to fester, turning into a grotesque, fleshy cyst.
Ray emerged from the filth, and found Viola laying motionless on the ground, fast asleep. He sighed, figuring she had passed out from the days events, and set up a campsite. No more than three minutes passed before Ray had a fire burning, and a tent set around Viola. The massive necro-knight sought refuge beneath a large pine, in case the weather turned for the worse.
Viola took but half a second to register the gash in the ground as she dodged again, looking at the hunter. "You know, you should really take better care of your weapons." she said, slicing back at him quickly before backing away again. "It's so unclean, it's making the earth sick."
Zanthe glanced over at Pettle. "...Forgive me if I have forgotten, but who is this 'master'?" she asked, approaching the river.
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The Hunter cackled, even as a few of his fingers fell off. His cackling began to weaken, as he fell to one knee. His chest fell open, revealing his rotted heart.
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"He is the one who created me and gave me intelligence. He is a wizard of exceptional power and I serve him in any way I can...mostly cause I am afraid of what he'll do if i don't." Pettle sighed.
"He has never hurt me...but he certainly makes those kinds of threats."
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Devin started back to the house with some food for tonight. He hummed lightly as he approached the house then entering.
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(I know you guys are well into this RP, but I'd like to join in... but can someone give me a short rundown of where everyone is and what has happened so far?)
Character sheets slapped under me!
Name: Razuel Dracon
Gender: Male
Age: 10
Species: Western Feral Dragling
Kingdom alignment: none
Clothing/Armor: birthday suit
Weapons: sharp claws and fire breath.
(I'm still trying to play out Raz's Backstory a bit, so that's why I'm playing as his younger self... so, is anyone near a town or black market?
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(Zaida hasn't really been involved with much so you could run into her I suppose)
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Raz had recently escaped from his slave camp and had made it to somewhere with a possibility, but as he stepped out of a hidden alleyway, he collapsed and was faintly breathing. Upon close inspection, this dragling had multiple whipping scars and a few that were still fresh.
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Viola cocked an eyebrow. "It's even making you sick...." she murmured, backing away.
Zanthe lowered her ears slightly. "He does not sound very kind."
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Zaida rode through town. She felt the eyes of anthros stare however tried her best to ignore their rudeness.
"I brought back some food" Devin called out to whoever could hear him. He sat the steamed bag down, opening it to reveal some bread, ham, and asparagus.
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Passerbys either stepped on, stepped over, or intentionally kicked Raz as he laid there, the last kick waking him up with a yelp and he pulled himself up close to a building cowering for his life, making small whimpers as he shuddered against the wall.
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Zanthe heard Devin's voice and called out towards the cabin since they weren't too far away. "We're washing clothes," she stated, swishing her tail. "We'll be in when we're done."
(And Moka should be back in a few days. So... possibly continuing this on Saturday.)
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The Hunter glared at Viola, and spoke as well as he could. "Shtrike me down. Do it!"
Ray, after a few more hours, walked to Viola's tent, and tried to rouse her. "Miss Viola? We need to get moving, miss."
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"Alright." He said setting down plates down on the table.
Zaida got off her horse, sore from training and battle. Before spotting the dragling not too far away, it seemed dead however as she closely watched it seemed to move. The monster approached the creature with a piece of beef jerky however prepared to attack if needed.
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Raz winced when Zaida's hand came close, slowly opening his eyes to see that she was offering him something, he sniffed it and slowly grabbed it with his mouth, trying hard to eat it, and when he finished, he looked up at Zaida and nuzzled her leg, thanking her, and as he tried to get closer, an obvious limp in his small steps, a small blood outline could be seen where he was sitting, it coming from a recent stitching on his wing joint base
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Viola started forward to strike the hunter down... then stopped. "Why?" she asked, stepping back again.
In the real world, Viola looked fine, but she was not waking up.
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Name: Oswald Stowe
Gender: Male
Age: 31
Species: Bearded Vulture. (I like this animal, leave me along!)
Kingdom alignment: None
Clothing/Armor: Black Pea Coat with the collar up, purple scarf, black slouch hat, black breeches with black boots and a leather belt.
Weapons: Falchion Sword
Extra: Known around the land as the happiest merchant to ever walk the planet, the man is so kind he would help a dying bandit. But that doesn't mean he can't get angry. The man has a huge anger problem, setting him off could turn out terrible for you. He's also extremely polite, he was taught at a young age to respect all forms of life and to treat people kind and respectful
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The Hunter looked down at Viola's feet, and a tear fell down his broken snout. "I'be been alibe for sho many years...t-tortured. Releashe me, please!"
Ray furrowed his brow. "Viola?"
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The Hunter looked down at Viola's feet, and a tear fell down his broken snout. "I'be been alibe for sho many years...t-tortured. Releashe me, please!"
Ray furrowed his brow. "Viola?"
Viola raised an eyebrow. "Will I also be freed of this place?" she asked. "Speak honestly. Please."
Viola would not awaken. However, if Ray bothered to look, there was a small scratch on her ankle.
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The Hunter nodded. "Yesh...I wanted to die an honorable death. However, you will not awaken for one week. T'is the same curse put on my late wife."
Ray checked the exposed portions of Viola's body, and sighed sadly when he spotted the scratch on her ankle. "Oh no...Miss Viola..." He sighed, dismantled their camp, and picked up Viola. The massive knight started the long trek to the witch's hut.
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The Hunter nodded. "Yesh...I wanted to die an honorable death. However, you will not awaken for one week. T'is the same curse put on my late wife."
Ray checked the exposed portions of Viola's body, and sighed sadly when he spotted the scratch on her ankle. "Oh no...Miss Viola..." He sighed, dismantled their camp, and picked up Viola. The massive knight started the long trek to the witch's hut.
Viola looked into the hunter's face, looking for any sign that he was lying as she continued to speak. "She died before the week was out?" she murmured.
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The Hunter shrugged. "I do not know, miss." He seemed to be healing as he awaited his death. "Please...reunite me with my wife."
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The Hunter shrugged. "I do not know, miss." He seemed to be healing as he awaited his death. "Please...reunite me with my wife."
Viola, taking a deep breath, bowed. "Go to her... and rest in peace," she said. "Do you have a name?" She planned to quickly slash the hunter's head off and jump away, just in case it was a trick.
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"Camroon, son of Corr." Camroon hung his head, and waited.
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"Camroon, son of Corr." Camroon hung his head, and waited.
Viola stood once more, then brandished her short sword. "...Requiesiat en pace, Camroon.... and sleep well." With that, she swiftly decapitated him and jumped back, as long as nothing else happened.
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Camroon's head rolled a few feet away from his body, and the world seemed to dissipate into a white fog.
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Camroon's head rolled a few feet away from his body, and the world seemed to dissipate into a white fog.
Viola looked around, sword still brandished. "...Hello?" she murmured, wondering where she was supposed to go now.
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The world was still nothing but white mist. A path, however, seemed to be in the mist.
Ray continued on, he hoped that Viola would awaken soon.
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Having nothing else do do, Viola carefully began to traverse the path, hardly noticing her wounds anymore.
Other than the ankle, there appeared to be a minor cut on Viola's stomach that stretched from her belly button to near her waistband. However, this one was clearly self-inflicted, since she had to have been in a hurry.
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Zaida rode through town. She felt the eyes of anthros stare however tried her best to ignore their rudeness.
"I brought back some food" Devin called out to whoever could hear him. He sat the steamed bag down, opening it to reveal some bread, ham, and asparagus.
Pettle smells the ham in particular and gets a hungry look on her face.
"...I forgot that I haven't had any meat today..." She says a squirrel get to close to her, which she grabs with a tendril and stuffs it in her flower. The acidic juices inside her flower broke down and effectively ate the squirrel in seconds, not even letting it squeak for help.
"Check that statement...but I would love some ham."
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Ray continued on, passing through a beautiful hillock, the sun shined brightly down. But the raccoon was upset., glancing down at Viola every few moments. "Oh...Miss Viola...I'm sorry."
The path seemed to go on for eternity, and every step seemed to take a lifetime.
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Viola sighed and crossed her arms. "Here for a week, huh?" she murmured, sighing. "Dang."
Zanthe watched Pettle with nonchalant curiousity. "...Nice catch," she murmured, approaching the river. "... Perhaps we should eat before we wash the clothes?"
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Pettle nodded and carried the clothes basket she had back to the house.
"...By the way...I have been thinking and I was wondering if you would let me stay with you. I promise I won't be a burden."
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Pettle nodded and carried the clothes basket she had back to the house.
"...By the way...I have been thinking and I was wondering if you would let me stay with you. I promise I won't be a burden."
Zanthe shrugged. "I have no problems with that," she said. "You'd certainly be safe here."
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Ray stopped outside a small copse of woodland, and set up camp. He laid Viola down somewhat close to the fire, to keep her warm, and built a small shelter around her. "I hope you wake up soon..." Ray sighed, hung his head, and took a seat beside the shelter.
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Having nothing else to do, Viola decided to quickly tend to the few wounds she had.... even if it was just in dream form.
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Devin had already finished his portion of the food. He seemed to have a big appetite tonight, he was tempted to eat Pettle's and Zanthe's portion as well. Devin's nose sniffed the air uncomfortably, before he wiped the forming drool from his mouth. "...I hate full moons." He grumbled before getting up and leaving the table to avoid hogging their meals. To keep himself occupied, he sat on the rug in the living room and decided to clean off his armor with a deer skin rag.
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(Am I just dropped now? Zaida, I thought you were going to do something with me)
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(No. I got busy, the Rp got busy as well and I forgot all about the post.)
Zaida watched the dragon for a moment, it was usually common for creatures to be treated in such manner. The monstress squatted, although her glowing eyes and hidden face seemed menacing she gently stroked its head to comfort Razuel. (How big is dragling razuel?)
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Devin had already finished his portion of the food. He seemed to have a big appetite tonight, he was tempted to eat Pettle's and Zanthe's portion as well. Devin's nose sniffed the air uncomfortably, before he wiped the forming drool from his mouth. "...I hate full moons." He grumbled before getting up and leaving the table to avoid hogging their meals. To keep himself occupied, he sat on the rug in the living room and decided to clean off his armor with a deer skin rag.
Pettle came in and waved to Devin. She went over to the table and moved a chair out of the way so she could settle to eat.
"Umm...I know this is kind of weird but I was wondering if you guys have any large baskets or tubs that I could fill with dirt. That way I can root myself properly and not ruin the floors."
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Name: Kalt Krieg
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown
Species: Bearded Vulture: Bearded Vulture
Kingdom alignment: None
Clothing/Armor: This The cloth on the armor is dark blue (http://www.3dmgame.com/uploads/allimg/160419/276_160419093810_4.jpg)
Weapons: Large halberd. The blade is dark blue.
Extra: Coming from the same realm as Zaida. Kalt is a God of ice and the cold. No one knows why he was sent down to Nagaram. But one thing is for certain, he's not friendly.
The grass was green. The birds were singing. And the wind blew happily. The sun baked the forest as field life sprang from the ground and run around happily.
The ground grew cold. And the leaves began to die. Something wasn't right... Animals ran back towards they're homes, it grew colder and colder. the green grass was now solid ice and the leafs on the trees all died. The sun was blocked out by a rolling cloud. Snow began to fall heavily.
A being arose from the ground his armor was cold looking and the earth around him cracked.
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*Red happened to be walking near the area and looked at the dead and frosted over grass*
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The figure fully manifested itself. It began walking through the now dead and frozen forest. He smiled under his mask and laughed, "Now to find her." He began walking forward.
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(No. I got busy, the Rp got busy as well and I forgot all about the post.)
Zaida watched the dragon for a moment, it was usually common for creatures to be treated in such manner. The monstress squatted, although her glowing eyes and hidden face seemed menacing she gently stroked its head to comfort Razuel. (How big is dragling razuel?)
(He's not much larger then a box of cereal, if a cereal box was a cube)
Raz rubbed his head into her hand, some dead scales flaking off onto her hand
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Kalt slowly made his way through the forest. Each step he took a loud crunch was heard.
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Zaida picked up the small dragling, cradling it in her arms. "I'll fix you up.." she said approaching then mounting her horse.
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*Red followed kalt, he was interested in what the newcomer was doing*
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Kalt stopped and slowly turned his head towards Red.
"You..." He pointed at Red. "Why are you following me?" His voice had an echo to it and it was colder then ice.
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"Well, Seeing what a knight that just emerged from the ground is doing is a reason."*The undead dragon said*
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He stood still and just watched him, "Well then... Since you are here. Do you know the person named. Zaida?"
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Zaida picked up the small dragling, cradling it in her arms. "I'll fix you up.." she said approaching then mounting her horse.
Raz felt secure with Zaida, and since he finally felt safe, he slowly started to drift to sleep in the Vexu's arm
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"Yes."He said looking at him
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He grabbed the Dragons shoulder and got into his face, "Where is she?"
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*He pointed down the forest trail*
"That way, Frosty"
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Kalt patted Red's shoulder. "Thank you." He let go and walked down the trail
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*Red looked at him before shrugging and walking away*
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(I'm no longer a vexū I'm just a monster.)
Without a word Zaida rode away from the village, holding the dragling close.
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Will 'o the Wisps formed in front of Viola, dancing hypnotically, almost as if to entice Viola into following.
Ray heard twigs snapping in the woodland and stood up, drawing the massive sword he kept on his back.
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Devin had already finished his portion of the food. He seemed to have a big appetite tonight, he was tempted to eat Pettle's and Zanthe's portion as well. Devin's nose sniffed the air uncomfortably, before he wiped the forming drool from his mouth. "...I hate full moons." He grumbled before getting up and leaving the table to avoid hogging their meals. To keep himself occupied, he sat on the rug in the living room and decided to clean off his armor with a deer skin rag.
Pettle came in and waved to Devin. She went over to the table and moved a chair out of the way so she could settle to eat.
"Umm...I know this is kind of weird but I was wondering if you guys have any large baskets or tubs that I could fill with dirt. That way I can root myself properly and not ruin the floors."
Zanthe set down the clothes and sat at the table, waiting for Pettle.
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Devin immediately stopped cleaning his armor and set his hands on the floor. His hind leg scratching his neck like a feral would do. Before he realized what he was doing Devin slammed his foot down and huffed, aggravated.
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Zanthe flicked her gaze to Devin, then picked up her meal. "... Let's eat outside, Pettle," she said, getting the feeling that Devin might want to be alone rather soon.
Viola stared at the will 'o the wisps. "....Are you guys evil or good or in between?" she asked, not sure what she was supposed to be doing here.
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The wisps continued to dance, unable to respond.
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Sighing, Viola stood up, one hand pressed against her abdomen. "Well, then... lead the way, I guess," she murmured.
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The wisps lead to a large henge, in the middle of which sat a frail old woman.
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Tentatively, Viola approached the woman, keeping one hand against the slight wound on her belly. The hybrid padded close, but not too close, and looked at the woman, flushing a bit. "...Hello," she said, bowing gently.
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The woman turned, and smiled at Viola. She was obviously very old, but seemed to have a determined fire in her eyes. "Oh! A visitor. I would've tidied up more."
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Raz held onto Zaida as she rode along, now asleep but with a smile on his face.
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Zanthe flicked her gaze to Devin, then picked up her meal. "... Let's eat outside, Pettle," she said, getting the feeling that Devin might want to be alone rather soon.
Viola stared at the will 'o the wisps. "....Are you guys evil or good or in between?" she asked, not sure what she was supposed to be doing here.
Pettle looked at Devin and nodded picking up a the meat with her tendrils and stuffing it in her flower to digest . She then followed.
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(This seems like a fun place. Might hop in.)
Name: Al El-Kina, more commonly referred to as 'The Night Terror.'
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Species: Wolf
Kingdom Alignment: He doesn't align with any one kingdom, seeing their rivalry as nothing but a means to profit from killing. He is technically an outlaw in both, but is still contracted to perform assassinations and attacks on both kingdoms
Clothing/Armour: See his reference in my signature, as well as the reference of his mask
Weapons: See his weapon reference in my signature. He also has some knowledge of flame magic, but can't use it outside of making his weapons (and fists) more deadly.
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Al sat meditating within a forest far away from any town. Animals rested around him, as his focus rested on his body and his surroundings. His breathing remained calm and steady as he readied himself for another long week of hunting and killing.
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After a while, Ray tore down the camp, and carried Viola again towards the mountains. As he went, he spotted a stranger meditating, and approached. "You don't happen to be a priest or monk, are you?" Ray silently hoped that the stranger wouldn't panic at the sight of an undead.
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Al took a deep breath out, and all the animals around him moved away and off into the woods. He stood, holding a knife in one paw. "I'm pretty sure I've been condemned to hell by any and every god there is. Then again, I'm not sure even Satan would want me there." He turned to face Ray. "What's your purpose here? You've disturbed a balance that isn't easy to maintain, for your information."
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Ray sighed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disturb your peace. But my friend here," at this he motioned to Viola with his head, "has been cursed. She's been cursed with unconsciousness. Much like the sleeping sickness from years ago."
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"An unconsciousness curse. I presume by a witch?" Al began strapping his gear to himself, brandishing many weapons of many kinds (again, see his reference. Huge props to Zarco for the great designs).
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Ray shook his head. "The Hunter of the Swamp. I do not recall his name. Though his father was Corr, son of Crom. I regret never learning his name."
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"The Hunter of the Swamp." Al finally put his signature mask on, and could be recognised. "Well, there are two ways of going about fixing your problem. You either kill whoever placed the curse upon her, or counter it with another curse. Neither solution is easy or cheap."
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Ray shook his head. "The Hunter is dead, as my friend is alive. As for money, I have none."
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"Not wise to be poor in these times. No poor man ever sung a remembered song, you see." Al took out a map and checked the position of the sun (or moon if it's night). "You'll have to seek aid elsewhere I'm afraid. Are you sure your friend is living? Denial is usually what comes first when struck with grief."
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Ray nodded. "She is still breathing. So she is still alive. If you can help me, please do."
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Al rolled his eyes. Help. As if I'm some good-willed hero. The wolf checked the location of the nearest town and did some hand gestures in order to figure out his bears from it. "I'm no expert on curses, but you look lost. I can lead you to the nearest town, where you may find someone who can help. Small little outlaw town, lots of killers, drunks and witches. But, leading you there is as far as my services go free of charge."
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Ray sighed. "Okay. Thank you." He started off towards the small town. "We'll get you uncursed, Viola. Don't you worry."
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Al followed behind. "So, may I ask your name?"
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Ray nodded. "Most call me Ray. May I ask yours?"
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Al cocked an eyebrow. "It may be a bit... big-headed of me to say, but you don't recognise me?"
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Ray shook his head. "I've been dead for...a long while friend."
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"Right. That explains... well..." Al looked Ray up and down, and thought that his looks spoke for themselves. "My name is Al. But, you'll hear others refer to me as many other things. The most popular one is 'The Night Terror.'"
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The woman turned, and smiled at Viola. She was obviously very old, but seemed to have a determined fire in her eyes. "Oh! A visitor. I would've tidied up more."
Viola gently cocked her head, straightening back up with a grimace of pain. She could feel wet blood beneath her hand. "I'm sorry to intrude... I just.. showed up in this world somehow."
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Devin stood up, obviously in a state of stressed. "Dammit..." he took his shirt off, his hands folded behind his head. The hybrid walked outside, from the back. Spotting the gryphon resting in the trees.
Devin sighed and dragged his paws through his hair. "Ugh..." he groaned feeling lightheaded, his body aching and weak. Although the crystal kept him from turning, it had these affects. 'Just breathe...' he walked into the woods alone trying to remain calm.
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Raz bounced in rythem with Zaida as they rode along
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Zaida arrived at an old abandon, and overgrown guard tower hidden in the brush. She had claimed it as her home. Jumping off the horse she opened the wooden door and closed it behind her, going up the first set of stairs to a room.
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Raz woke up as they entered the building and in his eyes, it appeared to look like his old slavery camp, but as he took a closer look, he noticed that it was an old tower, nonetheless, he was scared and he clutched onto Zaida, holding himself close to her... well, with how weak he was currently, still dripping some blood, it just felt like someone place a hand on her. Raz's face was slightly pale, and he had gone from warm to slightly cold.
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The old woman nodded. "Yes...the unfortunate curse of the Hunter. Comes from his wife, you know." She patted the rock beside her. "Come, sit down child. Let me tend to that wound."
Ray nodded. "Ah, another unfortunate soul doomed to walk the Earth? I can help you to the other side, if you wish to stick around."
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"I'm not dead yet. I've still got many years of blood and booz left in me... Especially the blood." Al continued walking along, keeping a knife in his hand.
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Ray nodded. "Ah, my apologies. So...how far is this town?"
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Al kept his eyes straight and his knife prepared. "We should arrive there by nightfall. At this rate anyway..." Nearby, some bushes rustled and Al stopped dead in his tracks, staring the bush down.
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Ray seemed oblivious to the moving bushes, and continued on.
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Al wanted to tell Ray to stop, but it would throw off his focus.
Then, out of no where, a knife flew out of the bush, aiming for Al. He dodged it, but the knife continued towards Ray's leg, aiming to hit him in the back of the knee.
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Ray dropped to one knee, as the knife blade found its way through the weaker armor in the knee joint.
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Al retaliated by throwing a knife back into the bush, taking steps towards Ray. "Must be a rival assassin, here to remove what's probably his biggest competition."
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Ray set Viola down for a moment, and pulled the knife from the back of his leg. "Did you end him?"
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"Probably not. Although, I get the feeling he didn't come alone."
Out of the surrounding forest, voices echoed towards them.
"That's right."
"It's more than just one of us."
"And it's not just a 'he' either!"
"Your rein is over, Al."
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Ray nodded, and set Viola down. He placed a weak protective barrier over the immobile girl, and drew his own massive blade. Ray donned his helmet, the nostrils on the face spewing green fire, and the raccoon began to float above the ground. "This one is currently helping me. I suggest you back away, lest you join the tortured legions of the Flayed."
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Al took note of his allies abilities. "Try not to burn down the forest. While it would make navigation easier, this place makes for an excellent retreat location." The wolf drew more knives, holding two in each hand.
"Oooooo, look at him. He's scaaaaary."
They all laughed mockingly.
"I suggest you back off creep. We're not looking to kill you. Just the wolf who's been pestering everyone in this country."
"I dunno. We could always have a little bit of fun with this..."
"I say we get the other one. I'm sure his head will be worth quite a bit."
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Ray smirked. "It's easy to taunt from the shadows."
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"Indeed it is. But if you want face to face..."
They all leap from the trees above and land surrounding Al, Ray and Viola. A bear (blue), a fox (pink [also she's female]), an eagle (yellow) and a wolf (red). Al's eyes widened surprise as he recognised the group.
"Face to face is what you'll get."
"Well... It's been quite some time... Fais (wolf), Hijak (eagle), Mag (fox) and Fredrik (bear)..."
"Shut it traitor!"
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Ray sighed. "A motley crew to be sure."
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Al grit his teeth at 'traitor'. "Trust me, they are not to be taken lightly. They've been trained the same way I have... And you have no right to call me a traitor after what you did!"
"Shut it Al. We responded to a threat. You know that there was no other way."
"There was. It just... needed time..."
"What's in the past is in the past. Right now, you're a wanted man. So, brother, we're going to have to bring you in."
Al sighed and dropped all his knives, pulling out both Katanas. "You've no right to call me a brother. Not anymore..."
"Then let us just get to the fighting already."
((For reference, the fox and bear are facing Ray. Also, how big is Ray's sword?)
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((Around 6 feet.))
Ray rolled his wrist, causing the blade to cut a large gouge in to the earth. "I do not look forward to ending your lives. But if I must."
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((Alright. Want to actually have a fight scene, or just say Al and Ray emerged victorious while suffering a few wounds?))
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((Your call, friend.))
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((Honestly, it's late and I'm a bit on the tired side, so I'd rather skip to the end of the fight. We've successfully disabled the group [not knocking them out, but breaking bones and slicing off limbs], and are recovering from what was a heated battle. I'm also going to say our surroundings took a bit of damage, and the nearby forest has been burned to the ground.)
Al was panting from a difficult fight, having been cut, punched and burned in a few areas. His ex-family lay before him, all waiting for the finishing blow, bleeding and in pain.
"Time may have passed... But I'll always win our little fights."
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Ray held the flat of his blade in front of Al, separating him from the fallen group. His armor was scratched and dented, but he didn't seem to worse for wear.
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Al pulled his knives from the ground. "Whatever your beliefs may be, they fought well. Despite the anger which begs me to spray their blood on the streets of their homes, I will not disrespect them with a slow death. So, I urge you to move your blade, before I move it for you." Al's tone had gotten much colder than before. This battle had changed him a little.
Through their groans and panting the group managed to speak.
"W-Why... W-WHY DID YOU KILL HER?!"
"She took from me what I held most dear. For that, I could never forgive anyone..."
"But... Why everyone else..."
"They all watched... and allowed him to die... I begged them to have mercy upon his soul... And Kit got none. You're all finished now."
"Al, you bastard!"
The wolf did not respond. Only awaited Ray's move.
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Ray sheathed his sword, and knelt beside the wounded. He removed his helmet, and began treating their wounds. "You will have three days to leave. Please use this chance to change your lives. Not everyone gets to die and come back."
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Upon seeing Ray's act of kindness, Al grit his teeth, deciding to act quickly. He threw the first two knives into the heads of the eagle and the bear, readying his next two. "Step. Aside. Ray. This matter does not concern you."
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The old woman nodded. "Yes...the unfortunate curse of the Hunter. Comes from his wife, you know." She patted the rock beside her. "Come, sit down child. Let me tend to that wound."
Ray nodded. "Ah, another unfortunate soul doomed to walk the Earth? I can help you to the other side, if you wish to stick around."
Viola slowly moved close to the woman and sat beside her, removing her hands from her belly. "...Who are you?" she asked, considering reaching for a weapon just in case this was a trick.
Zanthe, seeing that Devin had come outside, watched him as he walked shirtless into the woods. "...Devin's got some things going with him," she explained to Pettle. "But he's a nice guy."
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Zaida carefully set the dragon down on some animal pelts she had skinned herself from previous hunts. Opening a small chest filled with medical supplies. "Don't worry I'll fix you up little one..."
Devin wanted to get far away, sometimes it was too strong and today it was one of those days. He felt like fainting, and prayed that if he turned he would just go after an animal in the woods and avoid the village. He stumbled to his knees grunting, sometime growling. "Gah.. P-please... no." he whispered before starting his painful process of turning into feral. His bones snapped to a more feral build, growing a bit larger in size which tore his clothes. Once it was complete Devin let out a loud howling roar into the sky.
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Raz made a slight thud when he hit the pelts, but he quickly went to rubbing his face against the pelts as they felt nice on his scales
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*Red heard the roar, he examined the forested area he wandered before picking up his pace*
"What in Laires name was that?!"*He said as he had a hand on his sword*"That wasn't a normal wolf..."
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Pettle heard this and looked scared.
"Sure he is still nice..."
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Ray blinked, and turned to face Al. "You just condemned two creatures to eternal torment. I hope you know what your doing." Ray simply backed away, and let Al do as he saw necessary.
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Al spat on the bear's corpse. "They may have been family once upon a time... but they were dead to me long before this battle." Al stuck knives through the heads of the remaining two before finally drawing his blades. "I don't care for wherever they end up. Torment. Paradise. I don't care. After the pain they brought me... they should be lucky I didn't leave them to bleed or be eaten by the wildlife."
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The old woman smiled. "Kirriah. Now c'mere and lets get those cuts fixed up, deary." Kirriah withdrew a few medical items from her robes, and began healing Viola. "So...What brings you here?"
Ray shook his head. "I will never understand what you went through, but I will not hold anything against you." He moved over to Viola, and began to disenchant the barrier.
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Al took a deep breath out. "I don't know... An eternity of torment only to be brought back into the world which got you there in the first place sounds pretty similar to my happenings..." The wolf sheathed all his weapons and took one final look at the corpses. I've finally brought about vengeance... my love... "Let's keep moving. I heard a roar earlier and I don't like the sound of it. It doesn't sound like any ordinary beast I've encountered."
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Ray nodded, and lifted Viola. "Lead the way."
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Al nodded and began walking in the direction to the town again.
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The old woman smiled. "Kirriah. Now c'mere and lets get those cuts fixed up, deary." Kirriah withdrew a few medical items from her robes, and began healing Viola. "So...What brings you here?"
Ray shook his head. "I will never understand what you went through, but I will not hold anything against you." He moved over to Viola, and began to disenchant the barrier.
Viola, blushing gently, leaned back so that Kirriah could treat her belly wound, a gash that went from her belly button to her waistband. "Well... A companion of mine and I were walking through the swamp when a hunter set upon us..."
Zanthe pricked her ears up. "Let's go inside, perhaps?" she murmured to Pettle.
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"...what if he needs help." Pettle says as she had read about were creatures before...and they often attacked people first.
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Zaida kneeled down watching the dragling rub in the pelts blood staining the fur. The monstress held a curved needle and some thread. She clicked with her mouth to get his attention. "I need to stitch you up." Her hand already placed on the dragling firmly.
Devin ran on all fours through the woods. He panted and drooled, his red eyes illuminated the dark. The feral slowed down to a small stream where the frogs croaked and crickets chirped. He drank up sloppily, huffing through his nose causing a bit of water to splash onto his face.
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Raz looked fearful at Zaida as she held the needle, and he squirmed under her grasp, but since he had gotten really weak from the blood loss, it was futile, and eventually he just waited for the pin pain
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The old woman nodded. "I could see that the hunter sent you here, young 'un. But, this companion...what's he like? He didn't get sent here."
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The old woman nodded. "I could see that the hunter sent you here, young 'un. But, this companion...what's he like? He didn't get sent here."
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The old woman nodded. "I could see that the hunter sent you here, young 'un. But, this companion...what's he like? He didn't get sent here."
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The old woman nodded. "I could see that the hunter sent you here, young 'un. But, this companion...what's he like? He didn't get sent here."
Viola thought for a moment, staying still as her wound was treated. "I think the hunter only went after me," she said. "Also... my companion's not exactly... alive."
Zanthe looked at Pettle for a moment, then stood up and stripped to her underwear. "Let's follow him," she said, folding her clothes and handing them to Pettle, clad in only her undergarments and a belt with a knife on it.
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Al and Ray where unknowingly travelling towards Devin's current position by the river. They would pass him on their way to the town Al was leading them to.
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The old woman nodded. "I could see that the hunter sent you here, young 'un. But, this companion...what's he like? He didn't get sent here."
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The old woman nodded. "I could see that the hunter sent you here, young 'un. But, this companion...what's he like? He didn't get sent here."
Viola thought for a moment, staying still as her wound was treated. "I think the hunter only went after me," she said. "Also... my companion's not exactly... alive."
Zanthe looked at Pettle for a moment, then stood up and stripped to her underwear. "Let's follow him," she said, folding her clothes and handing them to Pettle, clad in only her undergarments and a belt with a knife on it.
Pettle really confused and thinking she should do the same leaves both their clothes by the river. Pettle moved at surprising speed with her tendrils, but was still embarrassed that she was running through the forest in her light blue, lace bra.
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Zanthe stared after Pettle, flushing a bit, then sighed, shifted into a coyote, and grabbed her clothes and Pettle's in her mouth before running after the girl.
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Devin stood on his hind legs. He sniffed the air... so many senses caught his attention. The hybrid got on all fours with a heavy gruff. Devin started to head back to the village, sniffing the air as he did.
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Pettle sees Zanthe...and blushes as she stops
"I didn't need to do that...did i?"
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Raz continued to let Zaida work on his wounds, occasionally making small whimpers whenever it hurt too much
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Kirriah nodded. "I see, the hunter didn't want already hunted prey." After finishing Viola's wounds, the old woman looked her in the eye. "Do you know your dead friend's past?"
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Zanthe, in coyote form, placed the clothes at Pettle's feet and moved her head from side to side. No, she said telepathically. Though your undergarments are of a rather fine quality.
Viola shrugged, sitting up. "Only what he's told me," she said. "Which was not all that much."
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It wasn't too long before Al and Ray reached the river that Devon was previously at. "Let's stop for a few minutes. I need to wash my blades as well as eat. I suggest you do the same. And maybe give your friend a bath." Al began taking off his weapons and placing them by the side of the water.
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"...master was always kind of a perv...and rich." I say and quickly put on the shirt.
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At least you have undergarments, Zanthe thought to Pettle. You can put on my other clothes as well, if you wish. Either way, please bring them... I may need my jaws free. She thought this last part with some seriousness.
Viola was still unconcious, and, unless the healing extended into the real world, still had a shallow cut on her lower stomach.
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Raz eventually passed out as Zaida stitched up his wound, being as he was very tired and needed the sleep so that he could heal.
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(I'll try not to forget, It'd just been awhile since I've actually roleplayed as my sona)
Devin padded through the woods. The village was near he could sense it, the feral stayed low, his ears leaned back, and his steps silent. He was in for a hunt...
Zaida continued to stitch despite the whimpers and struggles. She eventually finished although the dragling had already past out by then. The monstress left him on the pelts, cleaning off the medical material and placing them back where they belong.
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(It's alright. I can see you growing away from Zaida, so forgetting some things is common on those terms)
Raz subconsciously used his tail to try and pull a pelt over him as a breeze went by him, but his tail kept slipping each time he tried.
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Zaida kneeled down pulling a small portion of the pelt over the dragling and patting him gently. She walked off towards, pulling her hood down with a sigh.
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Raz let off a soft happy sound, much like a purr but not quite, along with a subtle smile on his face, but as Zaida was about to leave, he woke up with a small squeal and looked at Zaida, a sad look on his face as he assumed that she was leaving him.
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Ray stopped, and called to Al. "I need to change the bandages on my friend." He then knelt, and began re-cleaning and re-bandaging Viola.
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After washing the blades, Al concentrated for a second, before they all burst into flames, drying instantly. "Take your time. We're in no rush for movement."
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Viola was still unconscious. Her wound looked a bit better (or was gone), though.
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Zaida glanced back at the dragling and calmly shushed him with a finger over her mouth. The monstress didn't have any intention on abandoning him. She left the room for a moment before returning with some jerky in her mouth but some shredded pieces in her hand for the creature.
As Devin walked through the woods. His red eyes illuminated his face and the surrounding trees. He sniffed... dead animal. The hybrid grew farther away from the village. Eventually the smell led him to rumble what could've been a cottage at some point. Something didn't feel right, he paced back and forth. However his hunger got to him and the feral ran to the dead elk, a hunters bait. Once he got close enough he triggered the bear snare trap (mix of a bear trap and snare trap) Devin roared loudly with anger and pain. The feral thrashed and his paws clawed the dirt trying to get back on the ground.
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Raz felt sad when Zaida left but was joyous when she came back, smelling the jerky he had been given earlier, his tail wagging slightly as she came closer
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Pettle nodded and after a little bit of rushing she could hear the roads of Devin getting closer.
"He isn't dangerous...is he?"
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Ray finished dressing Viola's wound, and then stood, picking up the unconscious girl. "I'm ready to move again."
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Zanthe, hearing Devin's roars, ran faster. Probably not, she said. He usually won't hurt a fly. However... let me approach him first.
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Al looked over his own wounds, as well as his blades. Once he was ready to move, he stood up and spoke. "Right, we shouldn't be-" The wolf was cut off by Devin's roar, and his head jerked in the direction. "Hmmm... Sounds like a roar of pain... Probably just some hunter nabbing some hide. As I was saying, we shouldn't be too far away from the town at this point." Al began moving in the direction of the town.
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Zaida took her small bowl off her cupboard before she knelt where the dragling was. Setting it near the dragling, and pouring some water from her canteen for razuel to drink. The monstress offered small strips of jerky at a time. Wanting to hand feed to avoid the little creature from choking if it ate too much or too large a piece that it can handle.
While Devin hung down from the trap struggled some more with roars and growls but it was no use, he was too large to lift all his weight and didn't have much intelligence to undo this trap. The feral then attempted to reach for the dead elk as he hung... clawing, snapping his teeth, sticking his tongue out just for a taste. He immediately stopped and turned his head to the direction he sensed and heard someone coming from. The ferals arms hung down and his tongues stuck out of his mouth while he panted. Despite his menacing appearance he looked quite ridiculous in the situation he was in.
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Zanthe ran into te scene carefully and looked at Devin. She did not show it, but mentally, Pettle would be able to tell that the coyoted catfox was a little amused by the sight. Looks like he's caught up... We'll have to get him out. And let him feast on the corpse.
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Zaida took her small bowl off her cupboard before she knelt where the dragling was. Setting it near the dragling, and pouring some water from her canteen for razuel to drink. The monstress offered small strips of jerky at a time. Wanting to hand feed to avoid the little creature from choking if it ate too much or too large a piece that it can handle.
While Devin hung down from the trap struggled some more with roared but it was no use, he was too large to lift all his weight and didn't have much intelligence to undo this trap. The feral then attempted to reach for the dead elk as he hung... clawing, snapping his teeth, sticking his tongue out just for a taste. He immediately stopped and turned his head to the direction he sensed and heard it coming from. The ferals arms hanging down and his tongues sticking out of his mouth while he panted. Despite his menacing appearance he looked quite ridiculous in the situation he was in.
Raz grabbed the piece of jerky and ate it with glee, taking a brake to drink water per every few pieces of jerky, trying to shove pieces in his maw, but stopped to chew when Zaida refused to give him anymore when he had a full mouth, but he understood and waited per each piece.
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Once the plant and coyote approached he gave a low growl while baring his teeth, the fur beginning to stand on his neck. Devin attempted to attack them, clawing the dirt and thrashing more with rabid roars, which caused the trap to rattle with his struggle. He eventually stopped and let himself hang. With a huff he gently swung side to side but cautiously kept his eyes on the two.
Zaida heard a few noises and approached the window. A few bandits approached the tower, one quickly made eyes contact with the monsteress. She raised a brow, her ears leaned back, and tail whipped, easily showing her aggravation.
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Ray suddenly stopped moving, and started to scan the woodland around him. "I feel...something." He looked to Al, and spoke softly, yet seriously. "Take the girl and run."
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"Take the girl and run?" Al scoffed. "What do you think I am, some 'morally aligned hero'? That girl is your problem, not mine. I haven't been paid enough for her to be my problem." Yet, Al still readied a knife as his ears stood up in preparation for whatever Ray was sensing.
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Once the plant and coyote approached he gave a low growl while baring his teeth, the fur beginning to stand on his neck. Devin attempted to attack them, clawing the dirt and thrashing more with rabid roars, which caused the trap to rattle with his struggle. He eventually stopped and let himself hang. With a huff he gently swung side to side but cautiously kept his eyes on the two.
Zaida heard a few noises and approached the window. A few bandits approached the tower, one quickly made eyes contact with the monsteress. She raised a brow, her ears leaned back, and tail whipped, easily showing her aggravation.
Raz faintly heard the noises too, and he looked at Zaida's reaction to it, and he started to get scared, letting out a small squeak when heard more movement from outside, causing him to curl up and try to make himself look small.
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Ray suddenly shot forward, and held the front of Al's shirt ((or any sort of handhold)). "This is a fight you WILL lose, take the girl. Get her safe." He had a determined look in his eyes, but behind the determination there was an air of abject horror.
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"I would rather die with a sword through my back than flee with my tail between my legs. Besides... You do not know what I'm truly capable of."Al shoved Ray back and looked around. "Now, care to inform me of what exactly is attacking us?"
((Just fyi, Al is extremely durable. Has managed to survive simultaneous arrow shots, a harpoon through the stomach, having class IV blood hemorrhage and even having a limb severed. Not all within this same RP mind you :P))
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Ray shook his head. "This is to make sure she survives! Please, do an old warrior a favor and keep this girl safe."
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Al rolled his eyes. "If it'll keep your trap shut, I don't see why I can't. But, you've still yet to inform me what I'm up against, which will put me at a disadvantage." Al looked over at Viola, lying there on the ground. He thought she was more trouble than was worth, but [against his better judgement] decided to help.
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Ray sighed. "Two warriors. I know not where they hail from, nor do I know whose banner they serve. They are ruthless, undying." He looked around a moment, before speaking again. "Their weapons charmed to dispel any and all magic from what they strike. The deathless hordes of the Flayed even fall before them." Ray shook his head. "Please...take the girl. I beg you. Her life is too young to be lost now."
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"Undying you say? As in, unkill-able? Immortal?" Al hoisted Viola up into his arms, putting his knife away. "If that's the case, I don't see how you staying behind will help at all."
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Ray stood upright, placed his helmet upon his head, and turned away from Al. "I do not seek to defeat them. I look to buy you time. Now go!"
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Al smirked. "Can't quite remember the last time I took orders from someone..." Al looked up quickly just to establish his rough bearings, before darting off in the direction of the town
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Ray drew his massive sword, held it beside himself, and whispered quietly to himself. "Once more, with feeling."
Kirriah, who had been inspecting Viola's bandage, suddenly sat bolt upright, and looked Viola in the eye. "Were you good friends with Ray?"
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Viola drew back a bit, startled by the sudden movement. "W-Well, I..." she stammered, taking a breath. "...I suppose we were something of friends, yes. I probably, at the least, know more about him than most folks who encounter him." The hybrid raised an eyebrow. "...Is something wrong?"
Once Devin was calm, Zanthe looked from side to side, then switched to her usual form, shivering slightly as the night air touched her body. She was clad only in her undergarments and a belt with a dagger on it. "Pettle, could I please have my clothes?" she asked the plant, waiting a little to see if she was paying attention and all.
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Kirriah sighed. "The world in which you left will not be the same. I'm sorry."
There was a sudden burst of green, which disappeared and was quickly replaced by a shaft of golden light which pierced the sky.
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Al continued running for quite some time. By the time he stopped he was just on the outskirts of the town. "Finally. Now, first things first. Wake her up and get her out of my fur." The wolf began walking through the outlaw town, getting weird looks from those who knew him. And even weirded looks from those who didn't.
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Kirriah sighed. "The world in which you left will not be the same. I'm sorry."
There was a sudden burst of green, which disappeared and was quickly replaced by a shaft of golden light which pierced the sky.
Viola looked at Kirriah curiously. "I know this is cliche to ask, but... what do you mean?" she said, sitting up slightly.
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(Should we still wait for moka)
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Raz tried to get up, and barely managed, trying to get closer to Zaida, and walking dangerously close to the edge of the table, making a small squeak as a 'What's wrong' or a 'Who is it' or a 'Um, help, I'm about to fall!'
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Al looked around for a witch or enchantress. The second the girl woke up, she was no longer his responsibility. It ticked him off that he wasn't going to get paid for his services, but he coped with it. Moving through the town, he was approached by a very large boar.
"I see you've grown soft, pup."
"And I see you're still fat, pig."
The boar let out a hearty laugh, glaring at Al. "Keep it up Al. You'll get yours eventually."
Al wasn't fazed, and just pushed past the boar. "Yeah, whatever. You've said that more times than I can yawn in boredom at."
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Zaida's tail grabbed the dragon as she looked out the window with an emotionless face, hatred in her eyes. The monstress began to disappear in a black mist, before her and razuel spawned just in front of the men. "State your purpose." She said in a serious tone.
The badger crossed his arms. "You're the monster that interfered with our business, no?... Pay up"
"That's correct, and I'm not paying you anything." She said "Stealing.. it isn't considered 'business'... now I suggest you all leave."
Devin sniffed at the two some grunts and growls escaping his mouth. He kept his eyes carefully on them, licking his maw.
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Raz gave a squeak in fear as the tail grabbed him, coughing as he and Zaida came out of the black mist, and then looking up at the men in fear before scuttling behind Zaida's leg, trying to hide himself
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Kirriah sighed. "Ray has suffered a fate worse than death." She stood, quite spry for an older woman, and set about collecting various flowers that grew around the cairn she sat at.
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After a bit of walking, and nearly getting into a fight, Al finally found his witch. A shady looking building stood before him. It wasn't large, but could house a single person. The wolf walked up to the door and used Viola's legs to knock, before taking a step back.
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Viola blinked a couple times. "....Yes, he was already undead," she replied. "Or... well... What do you mean by that?" The girl carefully stood up, following Kirriah.
(I... will think on this.)
Zanthe looked over her shoulder at Pettle, waiting a bit longer for a reply.
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"Hell, Is that a dragon!" The shaggy haired mutt pointed. "Where the hell did you get a damn dragon?"
"It's none of your-"
"Are you gonna pay or not!?" The badger hissed drawing his sword.
Zaida backed up near the abandoned guard tower setting razuel in a pile of hay.
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Zanthe, in her perepherals, saw Devin beginning to fall asleep, and chose to wait a bit longer to see if he would pass totally out. As she did, she also waited for Pettle's reply.
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The witch slowly opened the door, looking very drunk. She was a mouse, and as such, was fairly short. Al sighed, not recognizing the house but recognizing the witch.
"Oi... I thought eye tol' you not to get back in mah face."
"I still have that favor to redee-"
"Screw you and yer favor."
"Oh, let it go. I can't save both you and the hundreds of books and scrolls you've amassed."
The mouse crossed her arms. "I don't have to do jack for you, Al."
"Look... I don't want to have to stoop to threats. I have no quarrel with you and simply want you to wake this girl. Then, I'll be out of your hair and in your debt."
"Doz zat mean you'll kill anyone I wan for free?"
Al sighed. "Sure. Why not?"
"Then we hav a deal!" The mouse moved out of the way and allowed Al inside the house.
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Kirriah shook her head. "No no, I know he was undead." She picked up a rose which was completely black in color. "He's been, for lack of a better term, crucified. Old friends, now enemies, have payed your undead raccoon a visit."
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Viola winced. "That's... that's pretty awful," she murmured. "I suppose that means I'll have to figure out some way to rescue him when the week is up and I wake up, huh?"
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(Excuse my lack of colouring. It's hard to do on mobile)
Al walked inside and lay Viola down on a table. "It's an [insert name of curse here. Sorry for forgetting] curse. She's been out cold for quite some time now I presume."
"Simple." The mouse responded. "Well, not simple, but I'm too groggy to come up with better words." The mouse quickly began looking through her books for the counter-curse she was looking for. "It might take some time to find though. I've got more counter-curses than I care to sort through."
Al stood against a wall. "Take your time. I'm in no rush."
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Viola lay limp on the table, breathing softly. The bandages wrapped around her lower stomach (a little under her belly button) seemed to be holding well.
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Kirriah shook her head. "Unfortunately, your friend will not be the same." She pressed the flowers she gathered into Viola's paw. "Hold onto these. You'll know what to do with them, when the time comes."
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Viola looked down at the flowers in slight confusion, then looked back up. "...What do you mean?" she asked. "I...I thought this was a dream or... something...?" The hybrid blinked. "...How will I know what to do?"
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The witch had found the counter-curse she was looking for and took some magical beads in her paw. She then began chanting in a language long forgotten by the masses. The table below Viola glowed a brilliant green, as words from that same language began to circle her. ((I would assume that at this point she'd start to be pulled back. The spell isn't complete just yet though))
Al watched what was happening, not really wanting more than for the witch to hurry up.
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Kirriah patted Viola's shoulder. "They're flowers, hon. You plant 'em. They'll be in your pockets when you wake up." She then retook her seat by the cairn.
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Viola blinked, suddenly realizing that her vision was going fuzzy. She felt a tug in her mind, as though something was dragging her back. "Will I ever see you again?" she asked.
Viola began breathe a bit faster.
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Kirriah shrugged. "Hopefully, I loved having you over dearie."
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A few more moments passed of the words circling Viola, before they stopped and began sinking into her. And, in a bright flash of green light, the counter-curse was complete.
Al covered his eyes at the light, but still keeping his gaze in the direction of Viola
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Viola bowed slowly. "I enjoyed my time here too... t...Take care...." Suddenly, she passed out in the dream world as the countercurse was finished, pulling her back to the world of the living.
Viola's eyes suddenly snapped open, her back arching as she took a deep breath in, staring around. "Wh... who are you people?" she murmured.
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"A 'thank you' would've been nice." The witch closed her book, and went off to go get more grog.
"Excuse her. She's a few drinks in. I take it you were expecting Ray?" Al stepped off from the wall, walking over to the table.
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Viola blinked a few times, sitting up slowly. "...Sort of, but I was also kind of expecting him to be absent," she said. "So, instead, I must ask... Who are you?"
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Al's left eye twitched. "I'm Al El-Kina. Assassin and mercenary. Some now me as 'The Night Terror'." The wolf looked around the room. "Your friend dumped you onto me before he was attacked, and entrusted me with waking you up." The wolf kept a paw on one of his knives, not knowing whether or not Viola was hostile.
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Viola realized that she still had her shortsword and knife, but did not draw them. "...Attacked?" she asked. "By whom?"
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"No idea. He never told me. All I know is that they're unkillable." Al turned to the door. "Now that you're awake, you're no longer my problem however." He began walking towards it, before the witch returned to the room.
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Viola pricked her ears up, then stood and walked over to Al, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Hold on... Where is he now?" she asked, gripping him firmly.
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Al stopped the minute her firm grip met his shoulder. "I don't know." The wolf swiftly turned, moving Viola up against a wall and pinning her there. "And frankly, I don't care." Al glared into Viola's eyes with his own. His eyes looked cold and dead inside. The mask prevented any other show of emotion.
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Suddenly the ground began to rumble as if a large creature was walking nearby. Cracks began to form beneath Al and Viola, and a violent green glow shone through.
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Viola stared at the ground. "Well, I think we're kinda stuck together now," she whispered, getting a bad feeling about this. "...Are you sure they're unkillable?"
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Al backed off feeling the ground shake. "No. I'm not. Ray described them in a way which made them sound unkillable, but never actually said it himself."
The witch shrieked. "My house!" The mouse scrambled to make sure nothing fell over, but ended up tripping and falling herself.
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The ground opened, separating Al and Viola. From the gaping maw poured forth a green miasma, and a figure rose. It shared the same armor and look as Ray, but the hides of various other creatures adorned the spiked armor. Viola had once met this armored behemoth, in Ray's realm. It was his brother, Jayce.
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Viola bit her lip and thought a rather bad word. "...Hello there," she said, raising one hand while the other calmly rested on her sword hilt. She did not look the same as she did in armor.
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"Hell, Is that a dragon!" The shaggy haired mutt pointed. "Where the hell did you get a damn dragon?"
"It's none of your-"
"Are you gonna pay or not!?" The badger hissed drawing his sword.
Zaida backed up near the abandoned guard tower setting razuel in a pile of hay.
Devin from time to time would struggle but gave up for now, swinging back and forth lightly. The feral snorted at the two, as he got a little light headed from being upside down. He began to doze off, however tried to fight the urge.
Raz listened to Zaida, and as she set him down in the pile of hay, he disappeared into the pile, watching Zaida from under the pile, wondering what was going to happen, but overall he was worried for Zaida's safety
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Devin from time to time would struggle but gave up for now, swinging back and forth lightly. The feral snorted at the two, as he got a little light headed from being upside down.
Zaida began walking towards the bandits her good lifting itself over her head. The badger with a war cry charged foward, his sword drawn. Dark energy filled the area, bursting foward it threw the men off their horses.
The horses neighed the threw their hooves in the air, with fear they ran off leaving their riders behind.
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Al cocked an eyebrow at the figure presenting himself. He frankly didn't care for Viola, and didn't see it within his interests to make any move to defend her.
The mouse got up, more than a little angry. "Damn it, I just managed to pay this house off!" She began rummaging through the now scattered books and scrolls, looking for a sealing spell.
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Kalt watched Zaida from a distance, he smiled and spoke to himself, "There she is... The fallen Goddess."
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Raz made a small squeak when Zaida used her powers, and as he didn't want to get hurt, believing that th pile of hay he was in would protect him for now. Raz's movement made the pile of hay move a bit, knocking some strands onto the ground.
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Kalt began slowly walking towards Zaida and Raz, each step he took the ground froze under him. He smiled under his helmet, each step was as quiet as a mouse.
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The bandits didn't stay long and ran off. "We'll be back you witch!" The badger yelled.
Zaida sighed. "Of course they will...." She murmured as she glanced at the hay. Walking over to the hay pile she squatted down and put her hand out, before she gently called out. "Little dragling?" however she looked behind her to see Kalt approaching quietly, it took her by surprise to see another god in the realm. Zaida stood up and faced him. "Kalt? What are you doing here."
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Jayce glared at Viola, knowing full well who she was, and spoke between what sounded like clenched teeth. "Where is my brother?"
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Raz slowly came out of the hay pile, trying to keep low as he heard Zaida mention someone else. He climbed out and slowly went to Zaida's legs, peering through them whilst having a paw resting on one, while all staying behind her.
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Kalt smiled and laughed, "Ah Zaida. I've missed you, actually we all missed you." He leaned down and gazed at Raz under his helmet. "A child? You've been getting busy I see." His laugh was rather sinister.
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Raz tried to make himself less noticeable to Kalt by hiding behind Zaida, keeping his whole body behind her legs.
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"I'm sure they do..." she huffed, her ears leaned back and tail began to sway a bit aggressively. "It's not my child, I found him, too him under my wing." She said keeping the feral dragling behind her.
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He looked at Raz again, "I see. Never saw you as the type to care for a child." He stood still for a second, "You do know why I'm here?"
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Zaida glanced down at the dragling "I've changed." She sighed and looked back up at him, this time with eye contact she replied quietly. "I have an idea..."
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Kalt took a few more steps closer, "We'll I can see that." He took the helmet off his head and coughed, "Now. We can either A: Come with me, or B: I kill you right here including the little one."
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Zaida gave a nod to kalt. "Lead the way then." The monstress looked back at raz. "...Stay right here." She whispered to the feral dragling.
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Raz loosely understood what was going on and he didn't want to stay, latching onto Zaida's leg, not letting go. He could easily be pried off due ti his strength still lacking.
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Kalt pointed at Raz, "No. He comes as well."
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"...Very well." Zaida picked razuel up in her arms. "Continue then..."
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Kalt turned around and began to walk up the way he went, "The God's and I decided it's best if you know longer... Well, existed." They were now in a large forest. Kalt put his helmet on and gripped the handle of his sword, "The little one knows about you, and we can't have that..." He turned his whole body towards her unsheathing his sword, "I'm sorry. It has to be this way."
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Raz was hugging onto Zaida when she picked him up, and as he heard the metal scraping on metal, he looked to the sword and then up at Zaida, himself starting to panic, squirming in her arms, making it hard to hold him. As Raz would struggle and whimper, the air around the group glew a soft redish colour, along with orange sparkling particles.
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Jayce glared at Viola, knowing full well who she was, and spoke between what sounded like clenched teeth. "Where is my brother?"
Viola bit her lip. "....Would you believe that he's suffered a fate worse than death?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. She glanced at Al. "Where is he?" she whispered.
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Al had not a clue as to where Ray could be. He just shrugged his shoulders and lent against an opposite wall.
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Zaida's shadow broke away from the land and solidified. The shadow figure of herself grabbed raz gently. Sitting in the brush from afar with raz safely in her arms.
"You do know I won't surrender... I never have." Her clothes blew in he sudden wind as she summoned her armor and dual swords (something like this but more medieval). (http://cdn2.bigcommerce.com/n-nr1m3w/73g69h/products/95/images/300/hk6090__30775.1393971483.1280.1280.jpg?c=2) She got in fighting position.
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Raz kept holding onto whatever instance of Zaida he was with, shivering in fear.
The particles and red haze continued to build, it getting more dense, and if Zaida's vision was good enough, she'd see small sparks begin to form.
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Kalt slowly knelled down, his sword was driven into the ground and his eyes closed under his helmet, he began to chant in some strange language. The air around them grew cold, the trees leaves and branches crumbled up and shivered, the grass turned to frost and snow trickled from the air.
Figures manifested from thin air, they all wore armor very similar to this (https://assets.vg247.com/current//2016/08/dark_souls_3_first_dlc-3.jpg) (minus the sword)
The figures all stood in a straight line, five in total. Kalt rose from the ground and laughed, "Now fallen God! SHOW ME WHAT YOU CAN DO!" The snow turned into a blizzard.
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Zaida snarled from the sudden increase in snow, starting from her the area suddenly got darker. Her pupils sharpened. "With pleasure." the monstress hissed coldly before she charged at the five figures, the snow crunching underneath her feet.
From a distance anthros would oddly see clouds that snowed and a blanket of darkness in one area.
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Raz quickly became cold due to his small body size and lack of clothed cover, and as such, the figure of Zaida he was with, he tried to bury himself into it, trying to get warmer.
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Jayce's sword shot out, and buried about an inch into the wall behind Al. "So. My brother is now lost. Where. Was. He. Lost?"
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Al didn't flinch when the sword hit the wall. His eyes moved to inspect the blade, noting it's build and sharpness. "I doubt he's simply lost, but if you must know, in a forest not too far from here. I wouldn't be able to give you the exact position however, since it wasn't near any form of landmark."
The mouse shrieked as the sword hit the wall. "Oi, you ******* ****! If you're going to play rough, get out! Not like you have to both find and run a repair spell!"
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Chains shot up from the ground, corroded and savage, and wrapped themselves around the witch. "Quiet, mortal!" Jayce shouted, before turning his attention to Al. "Will you show me?"
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Al raised an eyebrow. "'Mortal'? So, you're some sort of supernatural and unkillable being as well?" The wolf saw no interest in helping Jayce, but if Al wasn't able to beat him in a fight, there was no point disobeying him.
The mouse squeaked at the chains wrapping around her, falling over again.
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Viola stepped between Al and Jayce, her body tense. "Stop it," she spat, glaring at both of them. "Right now. Arguing isn't going to help at this point.... NOR IS POWER DISPLAY." She gave Jayce a barbed look. "Now. Please let the nice woman go. She's just caring about her business and home. Nothing wrong with that." The hybrid glanced over her shoulder at Al. "And honestly, you could be a little less of a dick. I know you might not care, but Ray was this guy's brother. Have some compassion."
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"Compassion." Al cocked an eyebrow and gave a sarcastic grin. "Compassion is exactly what got Ray into whatever little mess he's in. Frankly, I don't see a point to helping either of you. Nothing in it for me. And as much as you might think that 'everyone can do things out of the goodness of their hearts,' let me assure you-" Al's expression hardened "- there is not a fibre in my being with even a scrap of 'good' left in me."
The mouse let out a whine, choosing to just stay down for the moment.
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One of the figures leaps forward towards Zaida pulling a long and rugged looking falchion from it's seethe. He lands in front of her and swings
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Zaida easily ducked under the attack. The monstress rammed into the figure, despite her horns being small they wouldn't do much damage but would stun the enemy. Zaida swiftly sung her right arm, allowing the blade to cut through the figure.
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Zaida easily ducked under the attack. The monstress rammed into the figure, despite her horns being small they wouldn't do much damage but would stun the enemy. Zaida swiftly sung her right arm, allowing the blade to cut through the figure.
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The figures arms went flying into the air. He shattered into ice fragments.
The second figure ran up with the third one along side him ready to swing at Zaida. One of the other figures ran towards Raz and the shadow figure.
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Zaida glanced at the figure run past, towards raz. However she was focused on her main target. The monstress charged towards Kalt instead.
The shadow figure set raz aside and quickly got to its feet. It ran with full speed to the figure, knowing the risk. Both colliding together, it formed ice crystals in the floor with a mixture of darkness. (http://i.cbc.ca/1.2743310.1408652324!/fileImage/httpImage/image.jpg_gen/derivatives/original_300/grimsvotn-iceberg-volcano-iceland.jpg)
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Zaida would be able to run past the figures and towards Kalt.
The figure that was hit by the shadow went flying into the air, he collided into a tree and shattered.
kalt laughed, he moved his hands in a strange manner and the other two figures vanished.
"Fine... 1 vs. 1 it is."
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Raz didn't want to let go, but knew he would have no choice but to, and as he saw the figure run and shatter, Raz let out a cry, much like a 'noooo!', but different.
Raz calmed himself when he saw Zaida, and without thinking, Raz ran to Zaida, hugging onto her leg, trying to get comfort, but recoiled when he saw Kalt with weapons, to which he went back into the bushes when he remembered how Zaida hid him before with those bandits.
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"Ray was my brother about as much as he is," Jayce nodded at Al "he's just something I didn't want to lose." The raccoon released the witch, and glared at Viola. "You've more guts then I gave you credit, child. So. We've no idea where my brother has fallen?"
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"As I said. Even if I wanted to, he didn't disappear near a landmark of any kind, so unless he's left some stone monument in his wake, I'm not able to tell you where he fell." Al continued to kneel against the wall, seeming cocky, despite being careful.
The mouse just continued to lie on the ground, passed out.
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Viola stood for a second, looking at the ground intently. "...Where would be a good place to crucify someone?" she asked.
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Zaida didn't pay much attention to raz, although when she felt the dragging leg go of her leg she knew he ran off somewhere safe. The fallen God charged towards Kalt her swords lined up to form an X. Once she was close enough she swung her body around, her left right sword slashing to Kalt.
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Al cocked an eyebrow at the odd question. "I never quite imagined there would be a particularly 'good' place to crucify someone... But, if I had to guess, it would be in one of the larger towns or in a castle. Those places would have churches."
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Jayce sheathed his sword. "I'm sorry...I just...I cared for Ray, as much as a brother loves his own." He then turned to Al. "Where did you see Ray last?"
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"Forest due west. Not on the path though." Al rolled his eyes, opening the door. "Word to the wise - Don't get yourself more family. Creates liabilities." The wolf stepped outside looking at the sky in order to get his bearings. He had work to attend to, and needed to get his bearings set.
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Jayce chuckled. "It does indeed, but that liability was a pretty decent one." He started off, towards the specified path.
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Zaida didn't pay much attention to raz, although when she felt the dragging leg go of her leg she knew he ran off somewhere safe. The fallen God charged towards Kalt her swords lined up to form an X. Once she was close enough she swung her body around, her left right sword slashing to Kalt.
The figure of Kalt froze into solid ice. Once Zaida hit the frozen Kalt he shattered into tiny pieces. Laughter could be heard behind Zaida and Raz with Kalt standing behind them clapping, "Very good! But, not too fast. You can't kill me that easily! Come try again."
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((Just putting this here to remind everyone that the thread exists. Lets keep this one alive))
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Viola picked her things up and followed after Ray. "You're coming too," she told Al, looking over her shoulder at him. "We could use the help."
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Al stopped and looked over his shoulder as well. "My services don't come free. If you have something that may be of interest to me, you better put it on offer before I leave."
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Al stopped and looked over his shoulder as well. "My services don't come free. If you have something that may be of interest to me, you better put it on offer before I leave."
Viola sighed, wishing she could look through her pouch right now. "...I could serve as your bodyguard or private dancer or something?" she said, not sure what to offer.
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Al cocked an eyebrow, Viola catching his attention. "I've no need for a bodyguard as I can defend myself perfectly fine. But.." Al approached Viola giving her a good look up and down. "You've certainly got a body of gold if that's what you're offering."
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(Not sure if Devin has been handled with, or the fight with Zaida so I'm just gonna)
Devin woke up, laying in the middle of the house by the fire place. A large blanket covering him up as well. He felt around his muzzle and licked around his teeth for any blood, nothing. He sighed with relief before looking around "Zanthe?" He called out.
Zaida walked off with Raz a few scars and bruises scattered on her body from the ice shards.
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Raz tried his best to walk along beside Zaida, stumbling with each step. As they walked, he looked up at Zaida and made a concerned noise.
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She stopped walking for a second and looked down at the dragling. "What now?" Zaida asked Raz.
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Raz looked a bit scared when they stopped, "O-okay?" Raz asked Zaida in a subtle scared tone.
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"Yes, I'm fine." She assured Raz. "I've had worse fights." She told the dragling before picking him up and setting him on her back.
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Raz gave a relieved sigh when Zaida told him that she was fine. Once picked up and placed on Zaida's back, Raz secured himself on her back by wrapping his tail around her waist and by having a steady grip on her shoulders.
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(Not sure if Devin has been handled with, or the fight with Zaida so I'm just gonna)
Devin woke up, laying in the middle of the house by the fire place. A large blanket covering him up as well. He felt around his muzzle and licked around his teeth for any blood, nothing. He sighed with relief before looking around "Zanthe?" He called out.
Zaida walked off with Raz a few scars and bruises scattered on her body from the ice shards.
(Pettle will be silently traveling with Zanthe and Devin, for the sake of continuation.)
Zanthe was lying in a chair nearby, resting peacefully but warily. Meaning, she was asleep, but in a defensible position. The laundry had been done, but she was still in the clothes she had been wearing (a shortish sleeveless shirt an a pair of pants). She appeared to be a bit bloodied up.
Viola lowers her ears and flushes a bit, glaring back at Al a bit, but not in a "no way" sort of way. "If you help us," she said, her voice keeping the same tone, "I will be your personal dancer for six months, and this... 'body of gold'-"- she motioned to her figure, her face flushing further- "- will be yours to do with what you wish, excluding acts of coitus and juvenile behaviors. If we come to like eachother enough, I may consider the coitus. But save that, I will do whatever you wish, and dance for you every night I am able to." Lifting her arms above her head, the hybrid slowly and sensually gyrated her midriff three times before stopping and crossing her arms under her chest. "....And that is merely part of what I can do."
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"We're going to head to town for food, and just get some stuff. Don't wander off." She told Raz carefully as the town came into view.
Devin held the blanket around him and got up. He approached zanthe cautiously looking at the blood a bit worried. He placed his paw on her shoulder and shook her gently. "Zanthe?" He whispered.
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The knife flicked to Devin's throat for a moment as Zanthe woke up, her hand holding it close but not pressing it in. However, as soon as she opened her eyes, the catfox relaxed, letting her hand drop. "Good morning," she said, slightly swishing her tail. "...Sorry about that. It's a reflex." As she straightened up a little, the blanket she had had draped partly over her shifted, revealing some of her stomach. The fur was red. In addition, it appeared that someone had cut into her left shoulder, but otherwise, most of the blood was not hers. "You were caught in a trap, but Pettle and I freed you..."
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He wasn't surprised from the reflex and simply sat down beside her. 'Trap? Maybe that's why I'm a little dizzy' he thought to himself. "Oh... well what's that, I didn't do that, did-" He smelled the blood. "Who's blood is that?" He asked confused, he would be able to determine the blood however everytime he turned back he was mildly confused and things were a bit of a blur to Devin.
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Zanthe looked at herself. "...Some people tried to kill us," she said. "We took care of them..." She winced slightly and touched something that was making the blanket over her stomach stick up. "Oh... forgot about that..."
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"Oh okay, I suppose that's good." He quickly looked down at the blanket and his ears stood up. "Forgot about what, is that another injury?" Devin asked.
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The catfox grimaced, then carefully pulled the blanket away, revealing a pair of crossbow bolts lodged into her stomach, one in her upper left side and one right between her solar plexus and her belly button. There were also a set of claw marks on her upper side, and her abdomen was stained red with blood. "One of them tried to shoot you at close-range," she murmured. "...The claw marks were their last attempt at survival."
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His eyes widened and he nearly touched the arrows but stopped his hands just hovering over them. "Well why are you sitting here acting like it's nothing, we need to get you fixed up..." Devin said in a serious but worried tone. "You could die, why didn't you just let them shoot me I would've been fine."
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Zanthe carefully eased herself up, wincing. "I... I needed to make sure you were safe throughout the night," she said, panting a little. "I suppose I might've taken it a bit... too far...." She glances at her stomach. "....T...There's a surgery kit in my bag.... You're going to have to cut the arrows out...." She tries to get up, but, for once, her face is showing pain. "There's... There's a good chance that I've killed myself..." She looked at Devin. "...And... I...I couldn't... let them shoot you.... s... silver tipped.... " She breathed heavily.
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"Ok Ok, just don't move... I'll be right back." He said calmly before looking around, once he spotted the bag he ran over and grabbed it. He took it over to the catfox and looked through the bag before dumping it all out. "I don't know what I'm doing..." He stressfully murmured.
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Zanthe motioned to a small, sharp blade. "Use that to cut them out, and.... the needle and thread to stitch everything back up," she said, laying back a bit. "Usually I'd heal something like this but the... the s-silver's messing with my system...." The catfox shivered. "You'll have to make sure to get the whole arrows out..."
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"We're going to head to town for food, and just get some stuff. Don't wander off." She told Raz carefully as the town came into view.
Devin held the blanket around him and got up. He approached zanthe cautiously looking at the blood a bit worried. He placed his paw on her shoulder and shook her gently. "Zanthe?" He whispered.
Raz made a sound in agreement and gently nuzzles the side of her neck, basically saying the he loves her, and this gesture was one that is universal to quadrepeds as a sign of likeness to someone, basically a sign of acceptance to say they're family in a sense.
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"That's it? Not like it's any better... however I've done this to myself. Do you know if anything is punctured?" He handed her a rolled up towel "Also I rather not hear you scream or anything like that so this may help..."
Devin said.
Zaida's ears perked from the nuzzle unsure how to respond however it was a little nice.
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Viola lowers her ears and flushes a bit, glaring back at Al a bit, but not in a "no way" sort of way. "If you help us," she said, her voice keeping the same tone, "I will be your personal dancer for six months, and this... 'body of gold'-"- she motioned to her figure, her face flushing further- "- will be yours to do with what you wish, excluding acts of coitus and juvenile behaviors. If we come to like eachother enough, I may consider the coitus. But save that, I will do whatever you wish, and dance for you every night I am able to." Lifting her arms above her head, the hybrid slowly and sensually gyrated her midriff three times before stopping and crossing her arms under her chest. "....And that is merely part of what I can do."
Al cocked an eyebrow. "You'd go that far, just for some undead person?" The wolf closed his eyes for a second, thinking it over. Should he accept the offer, he'd have to drag Viola around and keep her protected. But, should he decline, he'd be missing out on a fairly good deal. "Fine. You've got yourself a deal." He walked up to Viola and looked her right in the eye. "Do you know what character is?"
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Zanthe nodded. "I'm pretty sure that my intestines were punctured by this one here," she said, motioning to the one between her solar plexus and her belly button. "The.... the other one's not in anything vital, but... it's still bad....."
Viola flushed softly, but looked Al in the eye as he spoke to her. "The mental and moral qualities that each individual possesses," she says, swishing her tail softly. She still had her dagger in one hand, and her sword strapped to her belt.
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Al scoffed and walked past her patting her on the shoulder. "No. Character is what you do or what you say when no one else is looking. THAT is what defines you." Peering down the line, Al couldn't see anyone else. "Come on. We've got to catch up to hot-head."
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"Ok I'll do the easiest one first then..." He said getting the blade and getting to work, being extremely careful as he did so.
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Raz rested his head on Zaida's shoulder and slowly fell asleep, his soft snoring clearly able to be heard by Zaida; This would tell Zaida that Raz trusted her enough to believe that she'd look after him as he slept.
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Zanthe laid back, biting down on the towel and managing to keep a brave face. Her abdomen was a bit hard to cut into since her muscles were well trained, but once it was started, it became easy to cut into that part of her stomach. The bolt was in about half an inch...
Viola watched Al walk for a second, then slipped her dagger away and ran after him.
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Al continued down the line until he reached Jayce, looking behind on occasion to make sure that Viola was following. "Oi, Jayce, I've decided to change my mind. Your friend here persuaded me to help, in return for some services."
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Jayce chuckled, though his tone was biting and cruel. "Of course, services of the flesh I'd guess! You mortal men are all the same! But, I take the help all the same." He sniffed the air, momentarily, his massive shoulders heaving at every inhale, and then started off.
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It hurt Devin to do this however he tried to focus and get it done quickly however not to rush to avoid any more damage to her. He made her her cut around the area of the arrow before pulling it out carefully, he cautiously started to work on the next one afterwards he would take out the remaining pieces if there were any. As he cut around it was a bit harder then the last trying not to get her inners and cause more bleeding. After what seemed forever he took out the second arrow and quickly started to take out any remains which surprisingly they weren't many, a hint the arrows were fairly new or just rarely used... finally Devin got to stitching making sure not to screw anything, although he's stitched his own wounds up before he was usually quick then again it was on himself which made it pretty easy...
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Viola walked up just as Jayce spoke, and immediately began to blush. Nonetheless, she followed after Jayce. "See you soon, Ray," she murmured, darting forward with incredible speed for a slightly injured person.
Throughout the process, Zanthe hardly made a noise aside from occasional murmurs of pain. However, she bit down on the towel often enough, especially when Devin began work on the more serious wound, and her belly would tense up on occasion out of reflex. As Devin sewed up the more serious of the wounds, he might have been able to see the [CONTENT REMOVED] slowly closing up, little by little, until he finished the stitches and could see into her no longer.
When the stitches were done, Zanthe carefully removed the towel from her mouth, sighing in relief. Licking her sharp white teeth, the catfox leaned back and looked at Devin. Her cheeks flushed slightly. "I... I think I'm going to make it," she said, which sounded a bit insane coming from someone whose abdomen was [CONTENT REMOVED].
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It took nearly a night of travel, but eventually the three reached where Ray fell. In a clearing in the forest, there stood a massive gilded cross. Jayce sighed, and knelt at the base of the cross. "I'm sorry, brother."
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Al didn't respond, knowing full well that Jayce was wrong. The wolf had no use for a dancer. He had other things planned for Viola. But, he followed after Jayce, assuming he knew where he was going. Once they reached the cross Al looked around for any hostiles in the area, or any indication of a trap or tampering of the area. "Whatever killed him might still be close. Keep up your guard."
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"Yea I think you'll be fine, I hope I did a good job." He replied, unconsciously licking his hands off. Devin paused and sighed before grabbing the towel and quickly wiping his hands off. Trying to ignore what he just did and avoid being questioned "...Just relax."
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Raz woke up after a while and he slightly nudged Zaida's head before his belly would rumble, telling her that he was hungry.
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Zaida was already in town, many eyes fixed on her. As much as she hated staring she tried to ignore it. "Yea me too..." The monstress murmured to Raz looking for someplace to eat, eventually a tavern came into view. "We'll eat there ok?" She said pointing to the building.
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Name: Marble Valdyr Foxheart
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Species: Canadian Marble Fox
Kingdom Alignment: The Fallen Army
Clothing/Armor: http://orig14.deviantart.net/35cd/f/2011/116/9/7/guillotine_or_assassin_cross_by_natsume_shiro-d3exyij.jpg (http://orig14.deviantart.net/35cd/f/2011/116/9/7/guillotine_or_assassin_cross_by_natsume_shiro-d3exyij.jpg) (Assassin Cross / SinX Armor)
Weapons: http://static.r2games.com/artwork/weapon_dagger_katar.jpg (http://static.r2games.com/artwork/weapon_dagger_katar.jpg) (Tomahawk Katar, Not throwable, though), Deadly Poison
Skills: Sonic Blow (Will hit, stab, cut or slice you with his katars eight times), Enchant Deadly Poison (add poison in his blades edges), Cloaking (will turn temporarily invisible, scent can be catched though)
(SOMEONE NOTIFY ME THIS CHARACTER IS ACCEPTED OR IS OKAY, SO I KNOW I CAN RP PLEASE)
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Zaida was already in town, many eyes fixed on her. As much as she hated staring she tried to ignore it. "Yea me too..." The monstress murmured to Raz looking for someplace to eat, eventually a tavern came into view. "We'll eat there ok?" She said pointing to the building.
Raz tried to keep himself out of view(with little success) but ad he heard Zaida's statement, he nodded.
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(You need to chill the hell out marble, you don't need someone to approve unless the RP says otherwise...)
Zaida walked into the tavern quietly. She approached the counter with coins in her hand. "Large steak stew, bread, and ice tea. Leave the bones in the steak stew." With a nod the mountain lion took the coins.
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(Is that so? thanks! :D )
Marble is a stool away from Zaida, holding a shot of rum curiously, spinning it in a pace.
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"Yea I think you'll be fine, I hope I did a good job." He replied, unconsciously licking his hands off. Devin paused and sighed before grabbing the towel and quickly wiping his hands off. Trying to ignore what he just did and avoid being questioned "...Just relax."
Viola, after a few moments of timidity, looked up at Ray.
Zanthe flushed a bit, staring at Devin for a couple of moments before laying her head back. "...It was certainly better than my own skills on several occasions," she said, twitching her tail a bit. "That being said, it'll probably take me a day or two to recover, after which I'll probably have to train the muscles again." The catfox glanced at Devin. "....How does it taste?"
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"That would be best..." Devin said wrapping the used materials in the towel and planned to wash them off soon. "It's Healthy, but I rather not talk about it. It's not like I'm hungry, I was just cleaning my hands off.." Devin sighed.
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Zanthe nodded and sighed, leaning back. "I'm not worried about you eating me, Devin," she murmured, giving him a small smile.
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Raz could smell the food as they stepped in and as Zaida sat down, Raz tried to make a move to the kitchen; his mouth watering from how hungry he was.
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"Yea well I am, it's getting stronger it might be every night I turn..." He grumbled. "I need to practice controlling it or at least how to be tame."
Zaida quickly leaned over the counter and grabbed Raz. "Do you want to die dragling..." She hissed. "Don't wander off or do anything that would worry the town. They will hurt you if you cause any trouble like some dragons." She said coldly.
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Raz made a lid squeaking noise as he was grabbed, and as he saw who had grabbed him, he looked guilty and he didn't resist. He sat down on the counter with his head down, basically saying sorry with a bodily gesture.
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Marble stood up and left the shot f rum and a bottle beside it, he was intended to leave and not sip even a drop.
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Ray was pinned to the giant cross, a black ooze seeping from his paws, feet, and nose. His helmet was gone, his face was all cut up and beaten. The massive raccoon looked down at Viola, and gave her a weak smile. "H-Hello...there..."
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Al walked over to Ray, looking him up and down. "So... Not dead yet, it seems."
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((oh wow, I missed a lot. About how many roleplay days have passed since page 56? It's important for how I reenter and there's a lot to read through...))
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Zanthe nodded softly. "That wouldn't be a bad plan," she murmured, stroking her chin. "Well... My changes aren't the same as yours, but.... perhaps we could work something out?"
Viola bit her lip, looking up at Ray and giving him a troubled smile. "...Hey," she said, raising a hand and taking a few steps forward. "...I'm safe. H...How about you?"
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Ray chuckled weakly. "I've been better." He sighed, and hung his head. "Y-You need to get out of here. They'll surely return."
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"Yea well I am, it's getting stronger it might be every night I turn..." He grumbled. "I need to practice controlling it or at least how to be tame."
Zaida quickly leaned over the counter and grabbed Raz. "Do you want to die dragling..." She hissed. "Don't wander off or do anything that would worry the town. They will hurt you if you cause any trouble like some dragons." She said coldly.
Raz made a lid squeaking noise as he was grabbed, and as he saw who had grabbed him, he looked guilty and he didn't resist. He sat down on the counter with his head down, basically saying sorry with a bodily gesture.
Raz looked around, hoping that the food would be ready soon... so hungry...
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"Like what, it's not like I could schedule it." Devin said before sitting back down.
The mountain lion brought back a bowl, bread and some tea.
"Thank you." Zaida said quietly placing the bones and some chunks of meat on a plate, she scooped some stew up and poured it on the plate. "There's your meal."
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Raz looked at the food and started to wolf what was placed in front of him down; his tail was wagging a lot as he ate due to how hungry he was. He was slowly causing a slight mess around where he was eating
He was crunching and slurping the food, clearly having no idea of table and social manners.
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Zaida glanced over however didn't mind, he was feral dragon it would be ridiculous to teach him. As long as he was eating, especially the bones she was completely fine with it... "Try to keep the mess in your area, so the waiter doesn't have to clean too much"
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Raz stopped for a moment and started eating a tiny bit slower to stop fragments of food from going about too much... but a tiny bit of the remaining food being eaten by him did seem to spray about a tiny bit.
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Days had passed since Geoff went deep into the forest to head to clan base. That night he had misjudged the height of a ledge and broke both his legs from the fall upon some rocks. He had managed to drag himself little by little over time, and finally rested on the ground where he still lay. His legs managed to heal quick somehow, but now he was too terrified to move from that spot. The injuries left him trapped too long without a cure. It was too late. He knew it was too late.
"What can happen... will happen... damn it all..."
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Days had passed since Geoff went deep into the forest to head to clan base. That night he had misjudged the height of a ledge and broke both his legs from the fall upon some rocks. He had managed to drag himself little by little over time, and finally rested on the ground where he still lay. His legs managed to heal quick somehow, but now he was too terrified to move from that spot. The injuries left him trapped too long without a cure. It was too late. He knew it was too late.
"What can happen... will happen... damn it all..."
((I ain't letting you die, buddy... standby for a new character!))
Name: Felicity
Gender: Both
Age: ???
Species: Wisp Mother
Kingdom alignment: She simply hates fighting... She hates the leaders(military and head leaders), but not the people below them.
Clothing/Armor: None...
Weapons: Mind manipulation (induced happiness and happy hallucinations), burning touch(Completely controlled), very minor time manipulation(Can slow down time in an immediate vicinity)
Weaknesses: She slowly becomes extremely weak if water is applied over time, but she can recover; Her nice attitude tends to get her into trouble every now and then; She can be contained in any solid cage as her mass is solid, but she can shrink to as small as a humming bird
Appearance: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/21822340/ (http://www.furaffinity.net/view/21822340/)
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Felicity had noticed a new presence near her forgotten shrine and thus she decided to go to it... hours passed(For mortals; minutes for her) and she came across Geoff, seeing his hurt state, and as she neared closer, a sweet smelling white-pink mist floated across the ground and Felicity came from behind a tree, approximately of the size of a moose, but not looking like one.
In a motherly-kind voice, she started to speak, "Hello, child... May I help you? I hate to see young-ones hurt...", she said as she slowly stepped closer to Geoff, "Please... don't be afraid... I won't hurt you..."
The mist seemed to freeze time in the immediate area, it also seemed to be aiding Geoff's body in healing much much quicker and negating any illness in him... all in considering if he was breathing in a small bit of the mist... if he wasn't, then at least he'd feel as though he wasn't feeling ill currently.
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Geoff turned his head to the dragon creature. He looked ill and painfully hungry. The sight of her widened his eyes.
Neck.
The bear shook off the thought and gritted his teeth, revealing his lengthening fangs as he tried to hold himself back, waving his hands to discourage her approach.
"N-No, stay away! I'm turning...!" he rasped frantically.
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Felicity tilted her head at him, "Child... What's wrong...", she didn't stay back, instead she kept pursuing him, her feet clearly rising off the ground as her legs slightly folded up to herself, "Child?"
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"V-Vampire," Geoff yelped as he tried backing up, his voice graveled from thirst and lack of use, "I'm turning int--"
He watched the creature float and fold her legs up, the sight froze him in place. His brain could barely process everything that was going on at this moment.
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Felicity was now floating around Geoff, surveying him until she heard him say 'Vampire', "Oh dear... Please... follow me... quickly... something at my home may help you...", Felicity did seem troubled by this as she turned to float into the forest; her trail of floating smaller wisps behind her to help Geoff, "Please! Follow me!..."
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Geoff struggled to his feet and followed the creature.
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The wisps would lead Geoff through a winding path until a large veil of mist would surround him, "Just follow the trail... This mist is to help me understand you... just keep moving...".
After a while longer, Geoff would come step through the wall of mist to a worn shrine (http://scontent.cdninstagram.com/t51.2885-15/s480x480/e15/10894984_1524664111143297_253635683_n.jpg?ig_cache_key=ODkwOTMxMjA4NTYwNjE2NTM2.2)
Felicity would be standing in the middle of the 4 ponds, sitting upon a large pedestal, "Come closer, please..."
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Geoff gazed around the shrine and silently stepped closer to the pedestal. He didn't know what to expect. He had spent time researching the magic related places around the land for his job, but he couldn't gather just where he might be at this time. Did it really matter? This creature -- a wispmother, if his foggy memory recalled right -- just might be able to cure his vampirism. Could it really work at this late of stage?
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The what-would-be-assumed-is-water seemed to glow and give off small sparks.
As Geoff came closer on the small paths, the paths started to go down into the water, except for the pedestal that Felicity was on, "Be calm... I won't hurt you...", as the liquid came closer and closer to Geoff, it started to warp to go up to him... this water had a fuzzy feeling as it was made of a subtle electrified magic liquid, and once it would touch Geoff, it would slowly start to assist him into the liquid to lay down in it.
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"Like what, it's not like I could schedule it." Devin said before sitting back down.
The mountain lion brought back a bowl, bread and some tea.
"Thank you." Zaida said quietly placing the bones and some chunks of meat on a plate, she scooped some stew up and poured it on the plate. "There's your meal."
Zanthe sighed, leaning her head back against the chair. "I'm not sure... Something, I suppose," she said. "It's a bit hard to think right now... regeneration is not exactly a painless process..." The catfox gritted her teeth, hissing sharply.
"Who is coming back?" Viola asked, looking up at Ray.
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"The Archangels. The warriors that put me here." Ray took another raspy breath. "I don't think I've got much longer."
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"You done dragling?" Zaida asked turning to Razuel. Surprisingly she was already done, she had a habit of eating her food fast as well as not chewing it all the way.
Two guards walked in with swords drawn catching everyone's attention.
Devin carefully picked up Zanthe. He walked over to the bedroom and set her gently on the bed. "I'll prepare supper, after I'll have to clean you off... Well where the arrows hit due to the blood." He said placing his hand on her forehead making sure she wasn't getting a fever before walking off.
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Raz slurped up the last bit of his food and smiled at Zaida before nodding at her, but his happiness was lost when he saw the guards, and he tried to hide from them behind Zaida.
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(Arch angels you say... would I be able to bring mine in, in that case?)
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(Huh.... well, that's a possibility, but it's Ray's call...)
Viola tensed a little. "....Are we talking about the real ones.... Oh, whatever," she muttered. "How do we get you down?"
Zanthe, lacking her usual abilities to hide emotion, smiled softly at Devin while he walked away, her eyes dropping to half-mast as she tried to get some rest.
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Al kept looking around, just in case one of these 'arch angels' wanted to show.
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((That's fine Al.))
Ray shrugged. "I know not, they're not mortal, that's for sure."
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"Who's dragon is that!?" He barked.
"Mine.." Zaida said keeping Raz behind her.
"Well lucky day for you lady, the king is willing to pay a fortune for it."
"I'm not selling him." She hissed.
"Is that so? Heh. As if you have a choice, you can accept the offer or face consequences... choice is yours." He said resting the sword on his shoulder, the other guard holding a bag of coins.
Devin set up a plate with wortes, boiled asparagus, and some shredded chicken. He brought the plate over along with a wet rag to clean off the bloodied fur from the arrows.
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((I mean, it would only be fair, since the only thing that can kill an arch angel is another arch angel. I'll introduce him when yours arrive.))
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Jayce sighed and placed a paw on Ray's shin before disappearing.
Just as Jayce disappeared, a shining light pierced the shrubbery, and out stepped two golden-clad warriors. One wore thick plate-mail, the other wore chain-mail. The plate-clad fellow carried a huge bastard sword, while the chain-clad one carried two curved swords. They stepped into the clearing, brandished their weapons at Viola and Al, and stopped. "Who are you," they spoke in unison, "and what is your purpose?"
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Raz was visibly shaking behind Zaida, as he was really scared since he had recognized one of the guards as one of the slavers from when he was a slave.
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Zaida sighed and held out her hand for the bag of coins, however her tail pushed Raz back a bit more hoping he would hide behind the counter.
"Clever. John give her the coins and bring the dragging over."
The coyote approach cautiously handing over the small bag.
Zaida's sharp claws cut through, allowing the coins to scatter on the floor. As it caught both the guards attention, the monstress rammed the coyote guard into the bear before drawing her dagger.
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Raz took the hint and went behind the counter, but fell when he did. He heard the coins scatter, and the first thing he could tell was that there was going to be a fight.
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Al placed a hand onto the hilt of his blade, never one to turn down a challenge. "I am Al. My associate is Viola. I've decided to accompany her to inspect this area. That is all."
The sky above started becoming filled with dark clouds, and the sound of thunder could be heard in the distance.
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The two gilded warriors approached Viola and Al. "You are interfering with important business. Leave now, or we will force you."
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Viola had been thinking about running away as Ray said, but when the angels showed up, she got into a defensive position. Something about these people threw her off. She decided, right then, that they were demons.
(I may bring in a character as well.)
Zanthe opened her eyes as Devin walked in. "...Welcome back," she murmured, managing a soft smile.
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As the bear fell back the coyote jumped up fast swinging the sword however. Zaida moved back quickly shifting back and forth as she dodged the blade.
Devin set the plate down on the night stand "Thanks." He said sitting down on the side of the bed.
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Al kept his paw firm on his blade. "Well, that's certainly not a very kind way to treat others."
The sound of thunder grew louder as the lighting grew closer.
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Some distance away, a shape was moving through the trees.... about as far away as the lightning...
Zanthe stretched slightly, wincing as the healing kicked in again. "....It hurts to regenerate, but it's better than dying," she murmured, managing a pained chuckle. "Did you eat?"
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"Nah I'm not really hungry." He stated lifting the shirt off gently and patting the wet clothe over her bloodied fur.
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Raz knew plainly that he was supposed to stay hidden, but he wanted to help, so he found a ground level way out from behind the counter, and he rushed at the coyote's ankle with his maw wide open, and thus soon made contact with that ankle, drawing blood from his thin, but sharp teeth.
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The catfox's face got a little red as her shirt was removed, and got even redder as Devin began cleaning her up. While she still winced a ton, she began purring from the attention, much to her embarrassment.
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"GAHH!" The coyote nearly about to impale the dragling before Zaida charged, the dagger stabbing deep into his chest.
"Whoever catches the dragon will be paid by the king!!" The bear roared.
Many hunters and farmers quickly rushed towards razuel however Zaida snatched him in time holding him close to her chest as she tried to get to the door unable to fight them with razuel in her hands only lashing her tail like a whip and shoving anthros to the floor.
Devin was pretty quiet, so the purring was fairly loud. He gave a soft chuckle as his face flushed as well. "Cute." He murmured glancing up at Zanthes face.
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Raz was shaking as people started to rush them, and then in a panic, a high-pitched sound emitted from Raz's soulstone, and within a few seconds, it made a low bass noise, and before any could react, a large Kinetic blast came off of Raz, but in no way, affected Zaida.
A weird mechanic with how Raz's stone works is that if Raz believes he is in an immediate danger, then his soulstone will emit a low bass sound and energy, that knocks back most people, and it can warp any non-organic material.
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Every fell back, they didn't dare get up. Zaida took the opportunity and quickly got out however guards some which were mounted on horses blocked her way. The monstress sighed, her tail swayed back and forth with anger. The veins in her eyes began to turn black however a simple blink stopped this process.
The king, was some sort of large feline but it wasn't very clear what. He snatched razuel, looking at this gem carefully. "A fine collection..." he murmured coldly.
"You're making a mistake" she managed to say as her teeth gritted together. A black goo began to drip from mouth and nose. She shook her head trying not to do what she would then regret later. "Don't take him..." Her legs shook and she fell to the floor quivering in pain.
The king scoffed. "Bowing won't do anyth- GRGH!" He set Raz down and got to his hands and knees however he couldn't control his own body or even speak.
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Raz's body was physically drained from that blast, but when he was in the king's grasp, he let out a cry to Zaida, and when he was sat down again, he immediately went to Zaida, padding at her head and nuzzling her as to try and ask what's wrong.
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"GAHH!" The coyote nearly about to impale the dragling before Zaida charged, the dagger stabbing deep into his chest.
"Whoever catches the dragon will be paid by the king!!" The bear roared.
Many hunters and farmers quickly rushed towards razuel however Zaida snatched him in time holding him close to her chest as she tried to get to the door unable to fight them with razuel in her hands only lashing her tail like a whip and shoving anthros to the floor.
Devin was pretty quiet, so the purring was fairly loud. He gave a soft chuckle as his face flushed as well. "Cute." He murmured glancing up at Zanthes face.
Zanthe widened her eyes slightly, her face turning nearly as red as her stomach had been earlier. "I...I'm just... I'm glad to have the blood out of my fur," she murmured unconvincingly, rubbing the back of her head as the purring continued.
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The monstress lifted her head slowly with a wicked smile. She stood and looked down at the bowing king. Her body covered with obsidian like armor, her short fur flowed as black smoke rose from her body, her eyes pitch black only with sharp gold pupils. "You bow down to me~" she said in an unsettling voice, it sounded as if several voices spoke simultaneously from her. The guards would've done something but all of them seemed lifeless and their horses bowed somehow remaining calm.
The kings eyes widened with fear and began to go black, he grew weak and pale as Zaida consumed his soul. The kingdom went dark, and the citizens began to flee. Each building slowly started to crumble. "I tried to be patient with you damned mortals! Your ancestors worshiped me... that was. before the gods forsaken me..."
"Mm, I'm sure that's the reason." He teasingly said with a nod. Devin folded the clothe differently to a cleaner side and proceeded to clean her fur off, it was beginning to wash off.
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Raz looked at Zaida as she got up, hearing her clearly as the others, and he was getting rather scared from this behaviour, and as he stumbled whilst stepping back he said in his native tongue, "M-mommy?"
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The plate-mailed figure struck first, attempting to crush Al with a huge overhead swing with the massive sword he carried.
The chain-mailed figure rushed Viola, two small and wickedly curved daggers lashing out.
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Al predicted and dodged the over head swing, the heavy sword slowing his opponent down. Al jumped up and drew his sword, bringing it down onto the shoulder of his opponent.
It began raining in the area the fighting was taking place, a product of all the dark clouds. The thunder continued growing louder and the lighting continue coming closer to the battle field.
Shit. Can't even use my fire against them now. Al thought, as he lost focus of his opponent for a second.
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Slowly Zaida looked down at razuel, her snout bloodied up. In a matter of seconds she returned back to her regular form, she was weak, and tired. The monstress looked around, guilt overwhelmed her. "N-no, I didn't mean to... please forgive me" She lowered her head with shame and fell on her knees.
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Raz had s true look of fear on his face, but didn't know what to do as he was tired too and struck with fear.
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Al's strike was met with a vicious back-hand from his opponents off-hand. Al's strike did nothing more than scratch the armor.
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Al attempted to block the incoming attack with his arms, but was just sent flying backwards into a tree. He hit the tree hard on his right side, falling to the ground afterwards. Crap... I might actually die here...
A lighting bolt hit the ground on the battlefield, charting the earth beneath it. A second bolt hit the exact same spot, creating even more burned grass and dirt.
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As the chain-mailed warrior was about to strike Viola, he stopped and stared at the sky.
Meanwhile...
In between Soulez and Tenliov, there was a massive caravan approaching. It carried what appeared to be a bundled up tent, and hundreds of wagons behind it. The figure at the lead had a huge smile on his face, a top-hat jauntily bouncing atop his head, and beautiful white gloves. Behind him, a massive wooden frame held a large brass bell, beautifully crafted and polished to perfection. After reaching a large enough clearing in the woodland, the troupe began setting up the tent. As work was being done, the lead figure reached behind him, and rang the bell, signalling all who could hear it; the circus was in town!
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Zaida eventually went unconscious from the sudden outburst and fell to the floor.
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((Stowe, just gonna help you out again by bringing you up to speed. Currently, Al and Viola are out in a foresty area engaged in battle with some arch-angels. Zaida and Raz are outside a (I want to say) pub.))
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Although Raz was afraid of Zaida, when she had fallen, Raz went under where her head would've fallen to cushion her fall, and with all ignoring the newcomer. After breaking her head's fall, Raz pushed on her side in a nudging motion, trying to wake her back up.
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(Restarting because my last character was boring and I want to start a new.)
Name: Redford Stowe
Age: 41
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Clothing: Knight's Armor (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/ea/32/b6/ea32b6c5d524d80fc2eff294e9ceda77.jpg)
Weapon: Large Claymore
Bio: Born on a small farm in the middle of no-where, Redford was an only child. So, like any child in these ages. He hurt himself alot. Climbing trees, exploring and other out door activities. At age 9 he and his father began to train with swords and shields, Redford became a master of it around the age of 20 and joined the Tenilov military. Serving for 10 years he left and became a sword for hire. He wanders to this day.
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Redford was riding through a rather large forest, in the distance he saw a group of people fighting. He scanned them and unmounted his horse, pulling his blade out he slowly crept towards them.
He hid behind a tree and watched as the figure in chain mail fought someone else.
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The massive plate-mailed archangel hefted his blade up high, aiming to strike Al down in a single flourish.
At the circus site, construction was nearly finished. The final painted boards acting as a fence were brought up, and the massive brass bell was lifted to a much taller structure before being rung again. The second tolling rang farther and louder than the first, easily being heard for miles, the warm tone inviting all that could hear it to great fun and merriment.
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Al prepped himself to dodge the attack, gripping his right side. Got to play it smart. His armour has to have a structural weak spot somewhere... Some place I can pierce it. Blast this rain! And blast those annoying bell chimes! He thought, not taking his eyes off the blade.
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The blade, though heavy, got caught in a crook in a nearby tree, halting it's progress almost immediately. The plate-mailed warrior grunted in surprise, and tried to break the weapon free.
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Al pulled a knife from it's hilt with his left arm and let go of his right side. He turned his attention to his opponents back, taking the time to look closely at the plate-mail. Come on... Some where at the joints... or maybe... Maybe if I hit him hard enough on the helmet, it'll disorientate him long enough for me to hit him again. And again. Until he doesn't get up....
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And there the weakpoint Al sought was. A hairline fracture, barely larger than a hair, it would give way with enough force.
The chain-mailed warrior, who had been standing by, made his way towards Al, seeing no honor in fighting Viola.
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Al heard the chain-mailed warrior move towards him, and also saw the weak spot. This is insane. He thought as he pulled another knife from it's hilt into his right hand. I'm insane. He thought as he raised a knife. The first blow is to land it. The second blow is to send him home.
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The chain-mailed warrior made his way to Al, his blades carving into the earth as he moved.
The plate-mailed warrior grunted, and continued to try and free his weapon.
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The monstress lifted her head slowly with a wicked smile. She stood and looked down at the bowing king. Her body covered with obsidian like armor, her short fur flowed as black smoke rose from her body, her eyes pitch black only with sharp gold pupils. "You bow down to me~" she said in an unsettling voice, it sounded as if several voices spoke simultaneously from her. The guards would've done something but all of them seemed lifeless and their horses bowed somehow remaining calm.
The kings eyes widened with fear and began to go black, he grew weak and pale as Zaida consumed his soul. The kingdom went dark, and the citizens began to flee. Each building slowly started to crumble. "I tried to be patient with you damned mortals! Your ancestors worshiped me... that was. before the gods forsaken me..."
"Mm, I'm sure that's the reason." He teasingly said with a nod. Devin folded the clothe differently to a cleaner side and proceeded to clean her fur off, it was beginning to wash off.
Viola stared up at the sky for a moment as well, wondering what the other person was looking at. As they ran away, though, she quickly dashed to Ray's cross and searched around it, trying to figure out a way to get down. As she did so, she kept her hands on her own daggers, just in case the man decided to come back. As she glanced back over, though, she realized that Al was getting double-teamed, and, deciding that Ray would be fine for now, drew her daggers and began to sneak up on the angel. I'm so going to hell for this...
Zanthe's cheeks burned scarlet as both blood and dye were washed away, exposing her pale white fur. Just underneath, there seemed to be several scars running across the catfox's abdomen.
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Raz kept shaking Zaida, trying to wake her up, and even though it didn't seem to be working, he wouldn't stop.
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He eventually finished cleaning and sat the rag down on the floor "There all better... it's a shame you have to wear dye."
Zaida sat up feeling lightheaded and her stomach twisting up with guilt. She glanced over at Razuel and picked him up without a single word and started to walk off into the woods.
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As Devin stopped, Zanthe let out a sigh of slight relief. Still blushing furiously, the catfox glanced down at her stomach. "...I don't really need to, to be honest," she says, rubbing the back of her head. "It's more of a precaution than anything else... Why do you think it's a shame, though?"
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Raz stepped back as Zaida woke up and when he was picked up, Raz hugged her tightly, overly happy that she was awake and well... 'well' from what he could tell.
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Al sunk the first knife into the crack in the warriors helmet, quickly following up with the second knife to really force it through. Here's hoping this works...
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The nearby presence kept getting closer.
Viola, seeing that Al seemed to have it handled, hung back a bit, waiting to see what happened while she was still close enough to cover.
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"I like your natural fur color, looks prettier on you." He stated. "However that just my opinion."
Zaida looked at the floor as she walked. Looking down her shadow, she was worried the gods may come down...
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Al sunk the first knife into the crack in the warriors helmet, quickly following up with the second knife to really force it through. Here's hoping this works...
The knight hiding behind the tree watched Al. He held his sword in his right hand and his left hand kept him balanced against the tree.
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"I like your natural fur color, looks prettier on you." He stated. "However that just my opinion."
Zaida looked at the floor as she walked. Looking down her shadow, she was worried the gods may come down...
Raz continued to hug Zaida, but he felt that something was off, and he looked up at Zaida and met her snout, nuzzling her to try and comfort her.
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"I like your natural fur color, looks prettier on you." He stated. "However that just my opinion."
Zaida looked at the floor as she walked. Looking down her shadow, she was worried the gods may come down...
Viola noticed the knight, but did not say anything or acknowledge that she saw him.
Zanthe glanced away from Devin so that he couldn't see her face. "That's... that's very nice of you to say," she said, her tailtip twitching softly. "You also, um... have nice fur. Thank you."
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The plate mail warrior roared, staggering away as Al's blade found purchase through his armor, and turned to swing at Al with an open, armored fist. His sword arm now hung useless at his side, obviously Al's attack had done some damage.
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Seeing that his attack managed to do some damage gave Al a bit of hope for his fight. He was able to dodge backwards from the swing, but tried to maintain a bit of distance, knowing full well these beings were more physically powerful than him. He didn't realise that he was backing towards the other knight however...
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The knight slowly started backing away, he held his sword tighter. He growled under his helmet, two handing his sword.
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The chain mail clad warrior charged Al in a berserker tackle. He wrapped his arms around Al, and shouted at his cohort. "Now brother! Strike him down!"
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The chain mail warrior literally caught Al off guard. He cursed loudly, and attempted to force his way out of the hold.
The two warrior would be able to sense the presence of another being, not there in body but in spirit. Waiting...
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The knight stood up, he was confused and frankly scared. He swung down at Al screaming, "I'm sorry!"
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The plate mailed warrior caught the stranger knight's blade. "A dishonorable attack, sir!" He then tossed the knight aside, and moved to strike Al himself.
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Viola, gritting her teeth, slipped a dagger away and ran toward the group, pulling her shortsword out as she did so. Just as the man stepped forward to swing, she would try to violently tackle him, sword raised to block a slash in her direction.
The presence nearby, hidden in the shadows, utilized the shadows to sneak towards Ray.
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Al looked up as the blade was coming down on him, and stopped retaliating, knowing and accepting that he had met his match. So... This is how it ends huh...?
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As the warrior brought his sword down, Viola's attack knocked him off balance. His sword bit through the chainmailed warrior's arm, sending the limb soaring into the bushes.
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Al took his opportunity to break free from the chainmailed warriors grasp, sending a his head crashing into the face of the warrior behind him.
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The chainmailed warrior screamed in agony as his arm flew away, and staggered backwards when Al's skull shattered his nose-bone. At the same time, his golden glamour flickered away for a few moments.
Ray was already gone, hanging lifelessly on the gilded cross.
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The presence was growing ever stronger. Whoever it was, they were going to make an appearance soon. The rain and thunder wasn't letting up either.
Al saw his opportunity attack the chain mailed warrior, and charged him, pulling another knife from his belt.
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The knight stood watching, he didn't know what to do. He sat down against the tree, he just watched.
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Viola got on the plate-mailed man's chest and started forcefully bashing on their helmet with the hilt of her sword.
The figure lowered their ears, then turned their eyes to where Viola was fighting. They had to act fast... something was coming.
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Zaida ignored the comforts, she killed... again. It was best if she went back to the tower to rest.
"Hmp, thanks. it's not as soft but it's alright..." Devin shrugged before laying on the side of the bed letting out a relaxed sigh. There was a long silence "Thank you so much for taking those arrows... It means so much. I owe you my life."
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Raz stopped trying to comfort her as he couldn't see any other way to do so, so he simply laid in her arms and slowly started to fall asleep in her arms.
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The chain mailed warrior began fighting defensively, but his strength was failing him. The crimson torrent from his stump arm left a gruesome path as he backed away.
After a few strikes from Viola, the plate mailed warrior lost his golden glow, and dropped his sword. "I yield! I cannot fight those pure of heart!"
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Al began his assault by throwing a knife at the chain-mailed warriors currently bleeding arm. "You're mine." He said as he charged with the other knife in his left hand, fully intent on killing the warrior if he could.
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The knife took a bit of flesh with it, but did not find purchase in the chain mail armor. The warrior clashed with Al, his strength still superhuman, even as it faded.
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Al saw no point in trying to contest the strength head on, especially since all he had was a knife. So, spun around, hoping that the warrior's strength would through his opponent off balance.
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The warrior staggered forward a moment before turning quickly, slashing at Al as he turned.
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Al confidently ducked under the blade before rising, just standing. "You seem to be getting sloppy. I guess that happens when you're a limb lighter." He said, grinning.
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Viola looked down at the man, her weapons still poised just in case. However, she had the feeling this was no trick. "...Understood," she says, though she does not put her weapons away yet. There was something in the air that was making her fur bristle uncomfortably. "Would you kindly call your friend off? I'd be glad to call mine off as well, and we can talk this out properly."
The figure crept forward, staying hidden wherever they could.
Zanthe looked back at Devin, her eyes locking on his. She felt her cheeks flush. "...It was an honor," she says, laying her tail across her lap.
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She looked down at the dragon as she traveled. Noticing he was a little dirty, Zaida thought maybe stopping to get him clean would be nice and maybe distract her. "Razuel wake don't sleep yet, you're going to bathe... dirty dragons can get mold in between their scales, and your scales is natural armor so you don't want that." She said stopping near a small stream.
Devin rested his head on the pillow looking at the ceiling. "An honor... huh?" He chuckled slightly and turned his head over to Zanthe. "Am I that important?" He teased.
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Raz had just fallen asleep when Zaida spoke to him, and as it had caused him to awake, he let out a small cry when he was woken up, and since he was half awake now, he just nodded to Zaida and started to fall asleep again, wrapping his tail around Zaida again loosely.
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She looked down at the dragon as she traveled. Noticing he was a little dirty, Zaida thought maybe stopping to get him clean would be nice and maybe distract her. "Razuel wake don't sleep yet, you're going to bathe... dirty dragons can get mold in between their scales, and your scales is natural armor so you don't want that." She said stopping near a small stream.
Devin rested his head on the pillow looking at the ceiling. "An honor... huh?" He chuckled slightly and turned his head over to zanthe. "Am I that important?" He teased.
Zanthe widened her eyes, hid her face with her hands, and made a flustered cat noise, lying on her back. "M...Maybe."
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Zaida dunked his tail in the stream in attempt to wake the dragging up. "Raz." She whispered. "I'll drop you in the water and you're not going to like it, wake up."
Devin laughed at her reaction before sighing. "Well if it matters at all, I think it's very sweet of you. You're important to me too."
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Raz blinked his eyes as Zaida lowered him with her, and as he was dipped into the water, he perked up and held tightly onto Zaida as the water was cold, "Cold!!", he whined out in his native tongue
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Zanthe turned her head to Devin and peeked through her hands. "....Why?" she asked. "I mean... besides the fact that I took two silver arrows in the gut for you, since... since you already mentioned that." She would have slapped herself for sounding so silly if she wasn't already so wounded.
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"Yea it's a little cold but you don't want rotten scales now? Do you?" She asked Raz with a huff.
He rubbed the back of his neck. "Well I don't know, I like you... therefore I care about you." he said with an nervous chuckle trying his best not to sound weird.
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"Yea it's a little cold but you don't want rotten scales now? Do you?" She asked Raz with a huff.
He rubbed the back of his neck. "Well I don't know, I like you... therefore I care about you." he said with an nervous chuckle trying his best not to sound weird.
Zanthe slowly lowered her hands, a slight smile coming to her face as she chuckled a bit as well. "...F..Fair enough," she said, slowly moving a bit closer to Devin. "...To be fair.... I..." She blushed.
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Raz hadn't an idea what she meant, but could tell it was something bad, so he loosened his grip, but wouldn't go in by himself
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Devin's blushed heavily and leaned towards Zanthe, his nose nearly touching hers. "...What?" He asked looking into her eyes.
Zaida then gave a light smile and lowered Raz into the stream the water only went up to the small dragling's ankles. "See it's not bad."
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Raz shivered at the cold water and held onto Zaida, but loosened when he noticed that the water was fairly calm, and to that, Raz turned around and tried to go into the water.
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Zaida squatted down and lightly splashed some water around "You'll have the best scales." She stated before she started to clean her face off.
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Raz got a bit of water onto his face, and as some had went into his nose he sneezed, but he still wanted to go in, and at that he pushed off Zaida and fell in and onto a shallow area.
He landed in the water chest first, and as he stood up he sneezed again, but not from the water that went in his nose, but from how cold the water was.
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Devin's blushed heavily and leaned towards Zanthe, his nose nearly touching hers. "...What?" He asked looking into her eyes.
Zaida then gave a light smile and lowered Raz into the stream the water only went up to the small dragling's ankles. "See it's not bad."
Zanthe widened her eyes, her face flushing a deep crimson as she found herself nose-to-nose with Devin. Her belly tightened slightly. "Uh...I... I c..." she stammered, her words escaping her momentarily as she thought about her proximity to Devin. Suddenly, before she could stop herself, she softly moved her lips up and planted a gentle kiss on his nose, closing her eyes as her entire face promptly turned red. Afterwards, she opened her eyes and looked into his again. He might notice that, oddly enough, one was yellow while the other was blue. "....I feel the same way, more or less," she managed, rubbing her arm softly.
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Zaida watched Razuel "Don't stay in too long... just a quick one."
Devin eyes widen with surprise and a leaned back from the sudden kiss in the nose. His eyes still lost in hers, he mumbled. "...Now that doesn't count." He leaned back towards Zanthe and kissed her mouth.
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As Raz stood in the water, the level being up to his shoulders, the currents started to go under his scales and as they did, the water after Raz gained a soft hue if rusty metal , and then he dunked his head under and moved it around, the water getting it clean too.
By the time Raz was done, his scales gave a rich ebony shine, almost making him blend in with the water if not for his red underbelly.
Raz moved back to the shore and tried to climb up, but the mud there was too much and he couldn't. If Zaida were to feel Raz, she'd feel that he is very cold to the touch and slightly shivering.
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Zaida watched Razuel "Don't stay in too long... just a quick one."
Devin eyes widen with surprise and a leaned back from the sudden kiss in the nose. His eyes still lost in hers, he mumbled. "...Now that doesn't count." He leaned back towards Zanthe and kissed her mouth.
Zanthe, having no time to react, stared into Devin's eyes with an embarressed expression for a few moments. However, once she was used to his lips against hers, the catfox slowly relaxed, kissing him as much as he was kissing her.
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Zaida picked Raz up and placed him in her hoodie which then wrapped around the dragling tightly to keep him warm and to dry him up. "Are you war-" She was interrupted by a struck of lightning just a few feet from her. Zaida knew very well what this was.
As they kissed a large knock was heard on the door causing Devin to break away suddenly. "Hm.."
A cowardly man called "A messager from Soulez?! I-Is Knight Devin here?" He hollered.
Devin huffed "What could they possibly need me for?" He murmured curiously.
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Being that when lightning strikes it can cause one's ears to ring and/or hurt, and both were happening to Raz.
Ice the lightning hit, Raz got scared and went into shock, his ears ringing so much that small drips of blood came out of his tiny ear holes.
Raz lightly padded at Zaida as he whined and cried from the very near strike.
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Zaida picked Raz up and placed him in her hoodie which then wrapped around the dragling tightly to keep him warm and to dry him up. "Are you war-" She was interrupted by a struck of lightning just a few feet from her. Zaida knew very well what this was.
As they kissed a large knock was heard on the door causing Devin to break away suddenly. "Hm.."
A cowardly man called "A messager from Soulez?! I-Is Knight Devin here?" He hollered.
Devin huffed "What could they possibly need me for?" He murmured curiously.
Zanthe pricked her ears up, sniffing the air and drawing her knife. "It could be a trap," she says, going to get up and immediately regretting it. She lay back down, hissing as her stomach tensed in pain. "S....damn...." The catfox was still blushing from the kiss.
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Zaida shushed him. "It's ok." She said running through the woods trying her best to remain calm. To Raz it was just a lightning strike, but to Zaida it was a message. It was time everyone knew.
Devin smirked. "It's not" he kissed her head. "They probably need me for something. I'm sure you can come back with me, be right back." He said walking out of the room and to the door.
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Raz continued to cry, more softly now, but still crying still as he couldn't hear with the now congealed blood that was now of gooey consistency, but along with that he still heard the ringing and he was really confused as to what was happening, he had witnessed a lightning strike that had caused him to have a sun burn on his eyes which was just starting to subside, but even slower than normally.
In his tongue as they ran, Raz uttered somethings, "Mama... can't see... ears... hurt... head hurt...", and over and over again he kept repeating that line of words, some being lost in whines or cries
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Zanthe relaxed slightly at Devin's reassurances, but kept a knife in her hand either way.
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The plate mailed warrior knelt and shook his head. "I cannot. Your friend has been marked, he must slay us both or die here. The wicked shall not go unpunished."
The chain mailed warrior lashed out again, but stumbled into his swing. His strength was waning fast.
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The knight continued to watch, he smiled under his helmet and whispered, "Fighting with honor.. Fight strong brother."
He looked down at his sword and sighed, he knew he didn't have the same kind of honor. He was a mercenary and they are known for fighting in cheap ways just to get the job done.
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Al dodged out of the way and used a leg to swipe his opponent's legs out from under them. "Time to end our little dance...."
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The warrior fell with a grunt, but made no move to get up. He had accepted his defeat, and waited for death. The plate mailed warrior stood, waiting for Al's next move.
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Al made it very quick, firmly planting a knife in the warriors neck. He fought a good fight, and deserved a quick death. He withdrew the blade quickly and stood. "I've killed one of you. What makes you think I can't do the same to you?"
The being was still sensae by the plate-mailed warrior. He was waiting for an opportune moment.
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The plate mailed warrior drew his sword, and stepped towards Al. His off hand began tracing arcane symbols in the air.
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Al cursed under his breath. Magic... Better brace for a dodge.... Al put his knives away for now, saving both hands free to contest any possible attacks.
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Viola looked at the plate mailed warrior for a moment, then stepped aside. "...Alright," she said, choosing to honor the duel. It was the least she could do.
The figure in the bush watched on.
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Magical chains lashed up from the ground, attempting to wrap around Al.
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Al immediately jumped backwards as the chains rose up from the ground. His attention now was taken up by not being chained up, as he knew that it would most certainly spell death for him.
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The sword thrust forward, it's gilded blade tracing an arc of blessed light. The warrior attempted to skewer his foe, but left his blade flat side up, allowing it to be used as a sort of platform.
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Al once again managed to dodge the blade, checking his feet for chains before leaping onto it and using it as leverage to be able to spin kick the plate-mailed warrior in the head.
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The warrior staggered backwards at Al's attack, but quickly counter with a heavy-pawed strike.
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Al blocked the attack, but just like with all the others, it didn't stop him from staggering back from the sheer force being exuded onto him. He was quickly running out of ideas, as he knew he couldn't dodge and block forever. Not with an opponent such with strength and magic such as this. Still, he drew a knife from his belt into his left paw and stood ready to receive and counter any other attacks.
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A carriage would ride up next to the knight leaning against the tree watching Al and the chain-mailed foe fight. He would jump off and sit next to him, "Good morning Mr. Henry." The knight looked over and sighed, "Stowe.... What are you doing here?"
Stowe smiled and pulled out an accordion and began playing (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yb2XW5wSQMU) it, "Oh nothing. Just waiting for one of them to die so I can take their things." Stowe was a feel known merchant where the knight came from, he would kill, steal and or destroy just to gain a profit.
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"Face judgement, curr!" Bellowed the plate mailed knight, as he thrust again at Al, his blade singing through the air. Shafts of blessed light began to fall from the sky, burning holes into the earth.
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The knight and Stowe quickly stood up and moved a few feet back.
Stowe kept playing his music though as he moved back, "So, how long they been doing this?" Said Stowe.
The knight shrugged, "Awhile... It's entertaining though."
Stowe nodded, "I see."
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Al's face hardened as he took a deep breath out and dodged to the left of the blade, charging forward in order to sink the knife into one of the slots between the plate-mail.
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Al's attack was met with an armored fist careening towards his nose. The knight seemed faster than before, driven by the death of his friend.
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Al couldn't dodge out of the way in time, and ended up being sent backwards a fair distance with a broken nose, hitting the ground hard. He had to hold his head for a second, as the force of the hit dazed him.
Rain stopped falling in the area they were fighting.
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The knight seized the opportunity, and leaped at Al, his sword pointed earthward, attempting to impale his prostrate foe.
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Name: AngelGender: Female Age: 18Species: Celestial DragonKingdom alignment: Has noneClothing/Armor: None of that >:3Weapons: A gas that emits from her back as wings that has properties that can cause a high of sorts.
Appearance: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/22345256/
Bio: Angel was once a goddess, but one day when her siblings had planned to kill their mother, she stood against them and was struck down just like her mother, so in feeling bad for what they had done, they held onto Angel's soul and set her into a mortal body, but still keeping her appearance. The eldest of the siblings took Angel down to the world below and onto a shoddy wooden raft. Angel did not wake up at all as her mind was still processing this plane. Her brother then pushed the raft into a calm river, hoping the best for his sister.
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This calm river gently carried Angel along until she was spat out into a small lake.
Her body was naked, not bearing a penny to herself. She had no cuts or bruises, and in a lake that once was riddled with monsters, it all became calm and the sky above the lake became clear, opening the sky to shower light onto the surrounding area.
Even in the light, Angel's body lightly shone with a gentle turquoise glow that made her stand out in the dark blue lake.
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Al rolled out of the way of the attack, taking a stand afterwards. He didn't make any immediate moves to retaliate, still recovering from the earlier hit somewhat. But, now that the rain was gone, he wasn't going to be slowed down by it, and he could even use his fire against this foe of his.
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The knight, instead of drawing his sword from the earth it now impaled, stayed still and waited for Al's next attack. It would seem he was opening himself for an attack.
A few of the circus folks, simple clad males and females, spotted something or someone floating on the lake's surface. They had been washing clothes and fishing. Two of the males leaped into a nearby rowboat, and quickly made their way to Angel's body. They drew her in, and quickly draped her in a rough-hewn sheet. The two looked at each other.
"Where'd she come from, y'think?"
"Not sure, she's not one of ours, that's for sure."
"Oh, really? We're all purple raccoons you dunce, she's not from our tribe. Anyway, let's get back to the others."
They began rowing, singing a quiet tune to keep them in time. Within a few moments, they had disembarked with the unconscious she-dragon lain as comfortably as possible on a sledge. After a few moments of discussion, the group moved towards the circus tent, all praying to their gods that the she-dragon would live.
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As the group would near the shore and land, Angel's eyes would slowly start to open she them gave a yawn but still laid down. Angel shivered under the sheet, so she then tried to curl up in her spot and draw the sheet over her head to try and get warmer.
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Al closed his eyes and took a deep breath in and out and did this (https://youtu.be/7GSgWzmR_-c?t=2m46s (https://youtu.be/7GSgWzmR_-c?t=2m46s) - to 2m54). Once he re-opened his eyes, he quickly ignited his paws to dry them off before slowly approaching the knight.
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The knight, even as he was aware of Al, did not move. He seemed to be waiting for something.
The group, as they entered the camp, brought Angel to a fire-place. They laid her gently beside it, left her a set of clothes and left her alone, whispering as they went.
"You think she'll be alright?"
"Yes, it's the middle of the warm season, she'll be fine."
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Al yelled loudly and began to charge at the knight, but was quickly interrupted by a bright light appearing to his left within both of their views. From it, a voice emerged. "I think I've seen quite enough..."
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Angel slowly sat up as the two went away, dropping the whole blanket down before sitting close to the fire as she enjoyed the warmth. Angel looked at the clothing and picked up a piece before placing it back down as she hadn't a clue on what to do with the clothing.
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The knight, now confused by the new individual, stood up. A small burst of golden light dispersed around him, and he called out. "Reveal yourself interloper!"
A young female walked into Angel's room, carrying a loaf of bread and a wedge of cheese. Upon seeing Angel sitting up, she gasped and left to get the others. A few moments passed, and an older female returned with the younger one, and the older female smiled as she spoke. "Good morning, sleepy-head."
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Al stayed silent for now, keeping a paw on a blade.
"You're hardly one to be barking out orders like that..." The voice spoke, as the light caved inwards to the form of a wolf with wings before disappearing to fully reveal his form. He wore armour (http://www.designyourway.neterse/6/angels/1000594.jpg (http://www.designyourway.neterse/6/angels/1000594.jpg) without the extra metal wings), and carried a very average looking silver broadsword. "But, interloper is indeed a peculiar choice of words..."
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The knight sheathed his sword. "Then what purpose have you here?"
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Angel looked behind herself, her body still naked and the clothing being provided for herself strewn across the floor.
Angel looked at the older female as she tilted her head in confusion, not able to understand this girl.
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"At first, I was merely an observer. See..." He turned his face towards Al. "This mortal has been sending plenty of people to the other realm. Including, as I saw, your brother. I've been watching him for quite some time now, but had decided not to interrupt his practise until I actually knew how powerful of a being he is. This... man... is not to be under estimated, it seems..."
Al didn't like this at all. Some random guy shows up out of no where and starts complimenting him? His instincts were telling him he was about to get ganged up on. Again. But still, he listened on, paw firmly placed on a knife.
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The old she-raccoon sighed. "We'll have to get Granma." The two leave, and return with a very old raccoon. She wore an elaborate headdress, carried a cane, and had a mystical air about her. She brought a chair in front of Angel, and offered her a withered, old paw.
The knight nodded. "Then I apologize, for my comrade and myself. I did not realize he was under your charge."
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Angel looked confused as the people went and an even older lady came back. Angel looked at the hand that was presented to her and slowly put her own hands on it, not grabbing onto the hand to get help up, but instead she traced the wrinkles on her hand with great wonderment.
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"That's what makes him interesting... He's not." He said, keeping a relaxed face and body posture. "He's not an angel, nor a demon. He's not immortal, nor does he even know holy magic. And yet, he was able to best you until you and your brother until you started using your magic. I will intervene now, because I can assure you that he does indeed serve a higher purpose. That, and there are other things besides mortals that a being such as yourself should attend to."
Al relaxed a little, taking his paw off his blade. "Does this mean I'm not going to be killed?"
"That, is up to your opponent. While I most certainly have the power to cast judgement here, it is not my place..." The wolf said, turning to the knight.
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Suddenly, Angel could hear the voice of the old woman in her head in a language she could understand. "Hello, dearie. It seems we don't know your language, and you ours. Please don't panic, we want to help you."
The knight shook his head. "I shall leave him in your stead, friend." He turned and smiled at Al. "A warrior such as this should not die by my paws." The knight began to walk away, and after a few moments he disappeared."
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Angel looked surprised as she heard a voice and looked at the old lady. Angel still had no knowledge on how to speak, but she nodded in conformation that she could hear the lady.
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The old raccoon lady smiled. Think, child. You don't need to know how to speak, just think it.
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Angel then tried to, and instead of thinking in words, she thought of places that she did not recognize, and all of the details were so clear.
She imagined pictures of comets and a large galaxy... but that all vanished when she thought of food, and an array of multiple different foods, some that look familiar but are abnormally coloured came into view I'm the old lady's mind.
Angel then drew her hands back and rubbed her belly just as the fire some how extinguished, and when it did, the starred swirls on her belly started to swirl and glow.
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Al took a seat after letting a deep breath out. He was more than a little tired after a fight like that. And more than a little surprised that he managed to secure a kill on one of them and live to talk about it. Even if it was due to some assistance he received.
The wolf smiled softly, looking over at Viola. His eyebrows raised a little bit, but his attentions soon turned back to Al, as he approached him. "They say that true strength isn't measured by the weight of one's fists or the speed of one's sprints, but instead, the will of one's way."
Al raised an eyebrow and looked up at the wolf. "I've never heard anyone say that before. Not a soul. Not to me."
"How often do you talk with people?"
Al went to retort, but after considering it a little, nodded in response.
((Off to bed with me. Night guys~))
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((Sleep well, friend!))
Granma furrowed her brows. "Hmm...you're an interesting creature, dear. We'll get you into clothes soon enough."
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Angel tilted her head again, wondering what clothes were .
Suddenly, a pair of turquoise gaseous wings popped or of her back and if any of the other circus folk were to inhale the smoke, then they'd experience a sort of high.
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A few of the folks walked out of the tent, holding their heads. Granma merely chuckled. "You'll have to do better than that, dearie. We'll learn you our ways." She again offered a paw.
From the direction the raccoons had arrived, a new cloud of dust rose. The sound of war-drums echoed across the lands, barely audible over the hustle and bustle inside the circus. Anyone with half a thought could tell these guys were bad news.
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Angel grabbed the paw again without hesitation or child-like curiosity, she awaited to hear the voice her her mind again.
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Grandma bowed her head, and after a few moments she 'spoke'.
'What is your name, child? I'm Granma Loretta, but just call me Granma.'
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Angel wanted to speak, both in her mind and in reality, but when she had tried, her voice came to wheezed without words, as through her words had been scared from her, and she had no reason why. Angel looked over at a small shelf with different reading material on it, but on the ground below these scrolls, she saw under the small shelf, a white little angel figurine, one that's wings had broken off when it fell.
Angel moved, stumbling over her own feet, to grab the figurine to then show it back to Granma, not quite knowing what it was. The break of the figurine was quite recent too.... what a coincidence...
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Granma chuckled. That's not one of our deities, dearie. That's...wait. Oh! Your name! Your name is Angel!
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Angel looked back at Granma and she nodded with a smile, and then looking back at the figurine, wondering why it was in pieces
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The knight and Stowe kept watching, however Stowe stopped playing his accordion and watched the scene. The knight scuffed, "And here I was hoping we would see someone die." Stowe sighed, "Yes, but alas.. Peace wins again." They both stand up and wait, still watching.
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Granma smiled back at Angel. "So, Angel, would you be interested in learning to wear clothes?" She patted her shirt, for emphasis.
An older male purple raccoon had watched the last few minutes of Al's battle, and called out. "You gentlemen alright?"
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Angel kept inspecting the figurine when she looked back at Granma, shaking her head as she went back to looking at the figurine.
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Granma sighed. "Y'can't just parade around in the buff, dear. Too many unsavory types." She motioned at the clothes again. "Please."
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Angel shakily got up, putting a hand on the clothing before putting them gently on the ground ,shaking her head, "Cloth...", when she spoke, her voice was gentle and soft.
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Granma sighed. "I can't make you wear them, dear. But don't blame anyone but y'self if the men start sniffing you out." She stood shakily, and started back out the door.
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Angel waited a few moments before wandering outside, her walking still very clumsy. Angel then started to fall, letting out a scream in reaction.
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One of the nearby women caught Angel before she hit the ground, and smiled. "Watch'a step, miss."
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Had floated into the hands of the woman as her gaseous wings lessened the fall and impact. When caught, Angel slowly regained her bearings, and promptly went to hugging to girl.
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The girl blinked, confused at first, but then returned the hug. "Yer welcome, miss."
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Angel stepped back then rubbed her belly as it rumbled, the swirls on her belly shaking to then go still again, "Food?"
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The girl nodded. "'Course, miss. Follow me." She then led Angel to the nearest dining tent, which was full of strangers along with the raccoons. They were all eating and making merry.
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Once Angel heard all the noises, she tried to make herself seem smaller as she wasn't really sure about the surrounding area.
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The cooks placed food across the table, feast-style, and let people have at it.
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Angel would be the first to get to the food, but as she grabbed some pieces, she was abruptly rushed by others which caused her to panic, immediately sitting on the ground, burying her head in her legs with fear until she let out a heart-wrenching scream as somebody stepped on her tail, causing everything for the moments she screamed to float weightlessly before she stopped and held her tail closely to herself. It seemed to have had a wave effect, as in a 1 mile radius, this happened to everything that wasn't tied down to the ground through roots.
Angel sat on the dirty floor, crying from her tail being stepped on by a man in heavy boots, holding her tail between her breasts and in her arms.
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After the zero gravity effect, a young she-raccoon sat gently beside Angel, and attempted to comfort her.
The dust cloud drew closer to the circus, and the air turned sour.
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Angel's cries softened, but she continued to cry.
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The young girl began gently petting Angel, making quiet shushing noises.
Where Al and company were, a huge war-party passed. They were barbaric, hacking away at bushes that got in the way and generally being obnoxious. They eventually stopped nearby, and could be heard speaking.
"So, where'd those filthy raccoons go?"
"Dey's gotta be close, man. D'ere bell tolled a few hours ago. Dey can't be far off."
"Good! I need more pelts for my tent. And a new dress for the wife, a'course."
"I need a new hat, m'own self."
"T'bad Gorris's gonna eat a bunch of 'em."
"He don't like the furs, d'oh."
"True enough, just tell Tarros to keep Gorris on a leash."
They cackled at the thought, and went back to being obnoxious.
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Angel soon calmed down, but she did not get back up, she didn't want to move, however would if helped up.
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Al took a seat after letting a deep breath out. He was more than a little tired after a fight like that. And more than a little surprised that he managed to secure a kill on one of them and live to talk about it. Even if it was due to some assistance he received.
The wolf smiled softly, looking over at Viola. His eyebrows raised a little bit, but his attentions soon turned back to Al, as he approached him. "They say that true strength isn't measured by the weight of one's fists or the speed of one's sprints, but instead, the will of one's way."
Al raised an eyebrow and looked up at the wolf. "I've never heard anyone say that before. Not a soul. Not to me."
"How often do you talk with people?"
Al went to retort, but after considering it a little, nodded in response.
((Off to bed with me. Night guys~))
Viola watched on, one hand pressed lightly to the bandages wrapped around her lower belly. However, she smiled sheepishly back as the angel smiled at her. "So... Al will be important in times to come?" she asks, swishing her tail inquisitively.
In the bushes nearby, the figure's breath caught as they looked at the angel.
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The angel shrugged. "The future is a difficult thing to predict. He could be of importance in a number of ways but could just as easily be forgettable. Still though..." The angel said looking back over at Viola. "... You should definitely stick with him. There is quite a bounty of things one could learn from him. That, and you have a deal to honor, if the oracles were correct."
Al slowly rose to a start, rubbing his sore arms. He stared directly at the bushes were the figure rested, hearing the bushes rustle as they caught their breath.
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Two of the hordemembers heard people talking, and made their way to Al and company. "Hello there!" The more learned one called. "Care to share a fire and some tales, friends?"
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Viola nodded, bowing slightly to the figure. "I shall," she said, looking up and smiling... and whirling around as the hordemembers came out of the bushes.
The figure pricked their ears up, staying absolutely still.
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When Angel had calmed down, she slowly got up, hugging the girl when she had stood up, but still holding her tail between them, "Tail... not feel good..."
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Al's attention turned to the hordemembers. "Sorry, but we best be making our way." He said, looking around for any knives he may have dropped.
The angel nodded. "I second that movement. If all is good here, I'll be on my way..." He said looking around, resting his gaze softly on where the figure was for a second before beginning to take steps in another direction.
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The she-coon nodded, and led Angel to the circus's apothecary.
As they entered the tent, the apothecary smiled. "Hello! Ah, a broken tail is it? We'll get you fixed up."
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Angel walked with the girl, tears still falling gently down her face, but the tears slowed at the entered the apothecary area, she looked at things around the room, to then look at the apothecary, holding her tail and nodding at him, the boot print still apparent on her tail.
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The apothecary smiled, as he brought out a salve and bandage. "Let's see what we can do, huh?"
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Angel would flinch and hug her tail away from the doctor if he tried to touch it, "Hurt..."
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(Hey, it's moka. Was wondering if I could join?)
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(Uh... weren't you in here already? But yeah, okay. o.o)
Viola nodded slowly, bowing to the hordemembers. "Yes, we are moving on," she says. "Though if we meet again, that would be lovely." Giving one last look to Ray's corpse, she sheathed her knives and helped Al look for anything he might have dropped.
Biting their lip, the figure watched as the angel departed, unsure whether to follow him or to keep an eye on Al and Viola. Very quietly, the figure touched their finger to their lips and imagined blowing the angel a kiss, not actually doing it since it would give away their position to the hordemembers.
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Having made sure that his knives and swords were accounted for, Al nodded to Viola., signalling for them to head off. They'd have to go back to town for now, so Al started on the track that they came on.
After walking a short distance away, the angel dissappeared into a burst of light, set to reappear at another place where he would be needed...
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The horde-members followed Viola's gaze, and chuckled. "You hunt the purple rodents too, huh?"
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(Uh... weren't you in here already? But yeah, okay. o.o)
Viola nodded slowly, bowing to the hordemembers. "Yes, we are moving on," she says. "Though if we meet again, that would be lovely." Giving one last look to Ray's corpse, she sheathed her knives and helped Al look for anything he might have dropped.
Biting their lip, the figure watched as the angel departed, unsure whether to follow him or to keep an eye on Al and Viola. Very quietly, the figure touched their finger to their lips and imagined blowing the angel a kiss, not actually doing it since it would give away their position to the hordemembers.
(it's been forever since i played that character, i might as well start fresh.)
Post Merge: March 13, 2017, 02:52:12 AM
Name: Tina
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Height/weight: 3 ft/30 lbs.
Species: Brown Scaled Kobold
Kingdom alignment: Not really concerned with politics, to many people bicker over it.
Clothing/Armor: a pairl of cut off pants and belt. Uses magic to protect herself.
Weapons: Sharptooth, her magic rapier, some magic that comes from her songs and sound striking (Sonic music that can also form physical notes to attack fores.).
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Viola glanced back at the hordemembers as she followed Al. These were not people she'd want to team up with, considering how Ray had been her friend, but... perhaps they were still useful. "....Walk with me for a bit," she says. "Perhaps we could discuss our reasons for hunting them." Turning back to Al, she looked at him in a way that would ask him to play along.
The figure carefully snuck through the bushes, discreetly following Viola and Al.
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Angel noticed that the apothecary wanted to help her, so she handed her tail to him, holding it out to him. Her tail hadn't broken anywhere, but the flesh and bones on where it had been stepped on were bruised, causing a constricting and unpleasant feeling to her.
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(what has happened anyway.)
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(I've introduced a new character that is now sitting in a gypise camp's apothecary being treated... I'm not too sure what the others are doing though))
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Al cocked an eyebrow, thinking that Viola was just going to cause trouble. But, seeing as how she was making friends with a group much larger than his single unit, he put his mask on and said nothing, making some attempt to 'play along'.
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Three hordesmen broke from the group and followed Viola and Al. One of the gruffer men, a wolf, spoke up. "Y'know, if you're lookin' for a good home, we've got plenty of space."
Post Merge: March 15, 2017, 04:29:27 AM
The apothecary smiled, and gently applied the healing salve. He then began to bandage the effected area. "There you are, pretty miss. Should be all good in an day or so."
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(Zanthe and Devin are at the house. Devin went to answer the door while Zanthe remained lying on a bed, as she was shot twice with a crossbow. You'll have to ask the others about other RPs and all, perhaps.)
Viola smiled politely. "I'll definitely consider it," she says, swishing her tail softly as she padded along behind Al and near the hordesmen. "So... if it's alright to ask, what is the reason for your own hunt? With that many of you all grouped together, it must be a good one."
The figure kept following the group, continuing to sneak along quietly.
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Angel winced as the salve and bandages were applied, but looked at the apothecary when he finished on her tail, looking at the weird piece of cloth now wrapped around an area on her tail. After a few moments of inspecting her tail, Angel lept at the apothecary and hugged him, not knowing really how to ay we thank you... but an intense hug would suffice for a thank you.
After the hug, if she was directed somewhere else, she would follow.
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The other hordesman, a large mongoose, answered. "Yeah! Those purple freaks have some decent meat, nice fur and they sometimes bring in shines!"
The young she-coon lead Angel out of the apothecary's, and back towards the feast hall. The hall was empty, but the cooks still stood by.
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The other hordesman, a large mongoose, answered. "Yeah! Those purple freaks have some decent meat, nice fur and they sometimes bring in shines!"
The young she-coon lead Angel out of the apothecary's, and back towards the feast hall. The hall was empty, but the cooks still stood by.
Viola smiled outwardly, but inwardly she was a touch repulsed. "...Shines?" she says. "So it's for money, then?"
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The mongoose nodded. "Yeah, they have this little festival thing and bring in money. We'll hunt 'em after that."
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Angel walked out with the she-coon back to the hall, walking through two hide drapes to look at the empty room and the cooks, looking at the she-coon, "Where is... my fff...fault?", Angel said as she thought her crying had scared everyone off earlier.
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It was now that Al decided to step in. "I'm sorry, but we're not very fond of this little 'hunt' you plan to go on... That being said, happy hunting to you and your group..." Al looked to Viola before beginning to slowly walk away, in a rather abrupt/rude manner.
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Viola furrowed her brow, then sighed and looked at the others. "Sorry, he can be a bit grumpy," she says. "Anyways, I'd best follow him... Happy hunting." With that, the hybrid turned and ran after Al.
The figure kept creeping through the bushes after them.
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Once they were out of earshot range, Al turned to Viola. "You can't just go ahead and make friends with people like that..."
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Once they were out of earshot range, Al turned to Viola. "You can't just go ahead and make friends with people like that..."
"I was gathering information," Viola replied, keeping her body language calm since the hordemembers could probably still see them from a distance. "Sometimes, that takes a bit of friendliness, you know? Besides... they seem to be mercenaries of some sort, not... necessarily evil folks." She sighs. "Though the fact that they're hunting Ray and his kind is a little unnerving..."
The figure, still quiet and unnoticed, eavesdropped for a spell on the hordemembers, but would make sure not to lose Al and Viola.
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Al shook his head. "At the sound of 'I eat people', that's usually all you want to know. The Purple Raccoons they speak of is a travelling group of a variety of performers." Al made sure they were out of ear-shot range. "Now. I've fulfilled my end of the bargain. You're mine for the next 3 months. I'm going to make a few things clear now; we'll get along so long as you work with and not against me. Our little arrangement here is that you're my loyal companion in exchange for protection and an easier time living. As well as maybe a few lessons were there is one to be learned. That understood?"
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The hordemembers were collectively confused, not a difficult feat by any measure. They, with a few shrugs and sighs, started back towards the horde.
"So, when's the hunt anyway?"
"Idjit, we gotsta find 'em first."
"Yew've got n'rights callin' someone out on smarts."
"Shaddap! The hunt's in a few days, once the freaks get more shines. 'Cause y'know how the boss feels about bad shines."
There was a few grunts of acknowledgement before the group moved on."
The cooks chuckled at Angel, and one of the more handsome men approached. "Nah, miss. Everyone's off enjoyin' the fair, or they're at home sleepin'. We've got more food t'make if y'want it."
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Angel looked shy at the cook that walked up to her, to then direct her view to a colourful platter of pastries, "Bright!", she used that word to describe the vibrant colours of the food, but slowly walked over to where she had dropped her tray before, looking at an empty platter that once was filled with a variety of sliders, and she looked down, trying to understand what was on the little card that read 'Tiny Burgers', but as her lack of reading was horrid, she couldn't understand it.
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The hordemembers were collectively confused, not a difficult feat by any measure. They, with a few shrugs and sighs, started back towards the horde.
"So, when's the hunt anyway?"
"Idjit, we gotsta find 'em first."
"Yew've got n'rights callin' someone out on smarts."
"Shaddap! The hunt's in a few days, once the freaks get more shines. 'Cause y'know how the boss feels about bad shines."
There was a few grunts of acknowledgement before the group moved on."
The cooks chuckled at Angel, and one of the more handsome men approached. "Nah, miss. Everyone's off enjoyin' the fair, or they're at home sleepin'. We've got more food t'make if y'want it."
Viola wrinkled her nose, but nodded nonetheless. "Got it," she murmured, glancing over her shoulder again before looking back at Al. "It's a touch concerning that people are hunting people for food, though." Shivering, the hybrid rubbed her bare arms to comfort herself.
The figure cocked their head slightly as the hordemembers talked, listening to them the whole time. As soon as they were gone, the figure followed after Alka and Viola again, silently.
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(Viola and Al?)
Al shrugged. "There are plenty of savages. You'll find that those types tend to look and act the same." The wolf got really close to Viola, looking her dead in the eye. "Another thing; If you run off while I'm asleep or something, I'll track you down, beat you until you can't run anymore and then sell you to someone who might consider putting chains on you. That clear?"
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Suddenly, near Viola and Al, the bushes began to rustle. A scrawny male raccoon, purple furred and covered with cuts and bruises, staggered out of the bushes, directly towards the two. Behind him, angry shouting could be heard. It would sound familiar to Al and Viola.
The she-raccoon gently placed a paw on Angel's shoulder and said. "Can't read, huh? My mom can teach you, if you want."
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Angel jumped as the hand was placed on her shoulder, nodding at the she-coon, "Y..yes!", she then looked at the platter and then to the chef, pointing at it with a hand on her belly
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The chef nodded, his hat comically flopping with his movements, and began to cook her the food she wanted. After a few minutes, food was flowing from the kitchen and onto the table.
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Angel hypnotically watched the chef's hat bob around, snapping out of the haze as she eyed the food and quickly began to eat them, extremely blurry and blue silhouettes of the food she consumed was very very foggy in visibility through her belly. Her tail wagged lightly as it was still hurt whilst she ate the food.
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The cooks made food as fast as Angel could eat it. Some were awestruck at how fast the dragoness ate.
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Angel eventually stopped when her belly was so bulged, it looked as though she were pregnant with how full her belly was, and as she finished, she laid down on the bench of the table and rubbed her belly, a tired smile now on her face.
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The cooks chuckled, as Angel laid down. A few of them went to retrieve a blanket and pillows.
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Suddenly, near Viola and Al, the bushes began to rustle. A scrawny male raccoon, purple furred and covered with cuts and bruises, staggered out of the bushes, directly towards the two. Behind him, angry shouting could be heard. It would sound familiar to Al and Viola.
The she-raccoon gently placed a paw on Angel's shoulder and said. "Can't read, huh? My mom can teach you, if you want."
Viola stared into Al's eyes and was about to answer when the raccoon stumbled out of the bushes. "Wh... Oh, geez," she mutters, looking over at the raccoon. "....I won't run off, but what do we do now?"
The figure in the bushes got out of the way as the raccoon stumbled past, then glanced in the direction of the yelling. They grinned.
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The hordesmen from before spotted the raccoon and one shouted out. "He's over here lads! Our friends from before found 'im." The horde started moving closer, slowly forming a ring. "Go on, then, friends. First kill o'the hunt. It's yers."
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Angel's belly soon returned to normal as her body lightly pulsed with her light as her body absorbed the solids. Angel's face still showed content.
Angel rolled her head over to look at the she-coon, smiling warmly at her.
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Al thought for a second. Looking at the size of the horde and at the Racoon, his instincts told him to just kill the racoon. Without a second thought, Al pulled a knife from his pocket and ditched at Racoon, aiming for the left side of his abdomen, hoping that the Racoon would pass out due to bloodoss and fool the hordsemembers.
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(How many hordesmembers are there....?)
At the same time, and with the same idea, Viola went to hit the raccoon over the head with the butt of her dagger, internally hating that she had to do this.
The figure continued to creep through the bushes.
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((12 or so.))
The raccoon yelped as the knife pierced his belly, and started to crawl away slowly.
The hordesmen cackled, and one shouted up. "They's gonna kill 'im, nice and slow!"
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Al mentally facepalmed. Of course the raccoon couldn't have just played dead. "Tch, idiot..." he muttered as he threw another knife, aiming for the throat this time. He didn't want to kill the raccoon, but killing the one would save him more trouble than killing the big group of hordesmen. Especially after that last fight.
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(Just wondering, but is the hoard going after the circus troupe?)
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((They will. They just don't know where the troupe is.))
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Al mentally facepalmed. Of course the raccoon couldn't have just played dead. "Tch, idiot..." he muttered as he threw another knife, aiming for the throat this time. He didn't want to kill the raccoon, but killing the one would save him more trouble than killing the big group of hordesmen. Especially after that last fight.
Viola, sensing Al's throw, pulled out a knife and threw it as well, also aiming for the throat. The way she did it, it would seem as though she had thrown at the same time and was an accident. Whatever the case, if they didn't buy that, they might buy torture.
The figure crept through the bushes, slowly and silently approaching the group.
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Al cocked an eyebrow at Viola. That last throw seemed oddly well placed. As if it was purposeful. He didn't question it for now, chocking it up to dumb luck, but wasn't a fan of her move. It wasn't getting those hordemembers to leave any time soon.
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Viola bit her lip slightly. (Time to wait for Ray a little.)
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The raccoon froze in fear, waiting for whatever to happen to happen.
A few of the hordemembers had grown bored and wandered back towards their encampment. The remaining six were still waiting, the smarter ones smelling something amiss.
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Al picked another knife and aimed it again. He spent a few second thinking before sighing and sheathing the blade. "You guys can have him. No point getting blood on my blade when I don't have too I guess. Just means more cleaning later."
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Viola nodded. "He's... he's probably sufficiently frightened, now, so there's no point in it," she says, pulling out her dagger and stepping towards the raccoon. "Might as well hurry things along... This knife hasn't seen enough blood yet anyhow."
The figure tenses their body. They grin.
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The raccoon tried to push himself away, leaving a crimson trail behind him. "N-No! P-Please!"
The hordesmen had their weapons drawn, varying from swords to halberds. They were eager to kill, but seeing Viola approach the prostrate raccoon kept them from advancing.
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How far are the others from Angel?))
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"Hurry up Viola, don't let the suspense kill him before you do." Al said, watching to see if Viola actually goes through and kills him. He hoped she would. Otherwise, there was going to be some problems.
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(((Pretty far, about a day or so away.))
The raccoon closed his eyes; he knew there was no way out.
The hordesmen collectively leaned towards Viola with bated breath.
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Stepping forward, Viola reversed the grip on the knife and raised it high above her head, seeming ready to strike.
Suddenly, a crossbow bolt flew out of the bushes and knocked the dagger from Viola's hands. The bushes all around started to rustle.
Blinking, Viola reached for another knife, but as she raised this one, another crossbow bolt hit her square in the navel, blood seeming to blossom immediately. Looking stunned, the hybrid toppled forward, doubling over with her hands on her gut.
Seconds after Viola fell, crossbow bolts began to fly steadily out of the bushes from all over. However, none got anywhere near Al, Viola, or the raccoon....
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Al's eyes widened with shock and he instantly got down, slowly making his way towards Viola. As he did, he kept an arm in front of his face just in case a bolt would hit him.
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The old wolf with the hordesmen suddenly pitched forward, a crossbow bolt lodged between his shoulder blades. His comrades watched in dismay, as another hordesman fell.
"Gods! Let's get outta here," one hordesman shouted, even as a bolt sank into his shoulder. The hordesmen ran, much faster than one would have expected, leaving a path of destroyed bushes in there wake.
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Viola had seemingly gone limp, her white stomach fur seeming to be stained red with her blood. The bolt remained lodged in her belly button, which - surprisingly enough - looked rather intact considering someone had just shot a bolt into it.
Once the hordesmen were gone, a rustling was heard in the bushes. "....Are you alright?" a voice whispered to Al.
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Al moved over to Viola and examined the wound. "Shit..." Hearing the voice from the bushes, Al pulled a knife from his belt. "What's it matter to you?"
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Al moved over to Viola and examined the wound. "Shit..." Hearing the voice from the bushes, Al pulled a knife from his belt. "What's it matter to you?"
A long blade suddenly appeared out of the bushes and tried to carefully push the knife to the side. "Well, I did just save your lives," the voice said. "Those other folks weren't exactly... sane."
Viola stayed unconscious, breathing easily and... without pain? The bolt seemed to remain lodged in the hybrid's gut.
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"If you knew anything about sanity, you'd know I'm not exactly there either." Al said knocking the blade away. "You going to show yourself?" He said, keeping a hand on Viola and both eyes on where the voice was coming from.
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After ensuring that no one was around to see them, the figure rose out of the bushes. It was a female wolf, clad in black-tinted leather armor which had seemingly no protection in the midriff area, though it was apparent that the exposed area was well-trained. Her hair was an odd shade, and her eyes were like a pair of amethysts. The blade turned out to be a servicable but odd-looking longsword. The wolf crossed her arms and grinned, wiggling her fingers. "Sorry about the sneaking... Didn't want you two getting injured," she says.
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Al kept his guard up. "You should've just let her kill the raccoon. I just hope the bolt didn't sink in too deep..." The wolf furrowed his brow, obviously distrusting of the stranger. As usual.
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Al kept his guard up. "You should've just let her kill the raccoon. I just hope the bolt didn't sink in too deep..." The wolf furrowed his brow, obviously distrusting of the stranger. As usual.
The wolf quirked an eyebrow. "I think she's going to pull through just fine... some slight bruising at the worst," she said. "Did you try removing the bolt from...?"
Suddenly, Viola began to stir.
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Al raised an eyebrow, before quickly punching her in the head to knock her out, thinking it would be easier to work with her if she wasn't complaining due to pain.
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Al raised an eyebrow, before quickly punching her in the head to knock her out, thinking it would be easier to work with her if she wasn't complaining due to pain.
Viola jolted, then went limp again.
The wolf slowly facepalmed, the padded over and went to yank the bolt out of Viola's belly button.
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Al let the wolf do that, looking around for a bandaging agent of some sort. Realising he wasn't gonna find anything, he sighed and took the top portion of Gi off, leaving his pants held up by his belt. It was obvious he did lots of exercise, but just as obvious that he has seen quite a few battles.
The wolf waited for the bolt to be removed before wrapping his ago around the open wound, keeping it tight as to stop the bleeding.
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The raccoon, at some point, had died from blood loss. He held in his paw a map steeped in magic. The ethereal essence from the sheet was palpable, almost visible in the sunlight. The writing on it seemed alive, as it pointed to someplace a day's match away.
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Angel would wander out of the tent and look around, seeking something fun to do
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Around the grounds, there were lots of colorful tents, delicious smells, and joyous noises in the air. Purple raccoons dominated the amount of bodies wandering to and fro, but there were different species intermixed with the raccoons.
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Sadly after the last time, Angel was very cautious of crowds as she backed up against a wagon outside of the crowd, holding her tail up to herself as people looked at her, questioning why she was naked, but didn't say any hinges to Angel as she wasn't really anything 'unappealing' just brightly coloured.
After a little while when the crowd came further down her way, Angel panicked and bolted into the wagon behind her, her heart racing.
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A grumpy groan accompanied Angel's entrance into the wagon, and a male raccoon sat up. He had been sleeping when Angel entered, which woke him.
"Hey...who's gotten in m'wagon? Is it you again, Bolize?" The raccoon rubbed sleep from his eyes as he spoke. When he could finally see, he stammered an apology. "S-sorry, miss."
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Angel stared at the raccoon before her, breathing rapidly as the yelling had scared her more from what she was already. Angel backed against a wall as the raccoon sat up, holding her tail close to try and comfort herself
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The raccoon put his paws forward as he spoke. "Easy, easy. Y'startled me is all. M'name's Errol, and welcome t'my wagon." He punctuated the last bit with an easy smile, warm and genuinely kind.
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Angel calmed down slightly, relaxing her muscles, but still held her tail close to herself. Angel's expression still held some fear, but was more relaxed.
Angel stuttered her speaking as she pointed to herself, "A-A-Angel...."
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Al let the wolf do that, looking around for a bandaging agent of some sort. Realising he wasn't gonna find anything, he sighed and took the top portion of Gi off, leaving his pants held up by his belt. It was obvious he did lots of exercise, but just as obvious that he has seen quite a few battles.
The wolf waited for the bolt to be removed before wrapping his ago around the open wound, keeping it tight as to stop the bleeding.
The other wolf, noticing Al's movements, stopped short of yanking the bolt and began rummaging around in her pack. "Save your shirt, silly," the wolf said, pulling a piece of cloth and a flask of water from her bag. "She's not actually wounded."
Zanthe sighed as she lay in bed, one hand resting softly on her bandaged abdomen.
Viola remained unconscious, but her breathing didn't seem to correspond to the breathing of someone who may have just received a fatal abdominal wound.
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"Would've been helpful if you said that earlier." Al said rolling his eyes. "Why would you shoot a fake one anyway. Seems like a waste of time when you could've shot a real one at the hordsmen and achieved the same response. Like you did, after shooting her." He wrapped the shirt around his waste instead of putting it back on.
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Errol smiled. "Well, Angel. What brings you t'me wagon?"
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Angel shook as she pointed outside, "Big... hurt tail...", she said as she hugged her tail, hiding her face with her tail fluff.
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Errol pulled himself up, and crossed his legs. "So, not a big fan of crowds, eh? Neither am I." After a few moments, he tilted his head. "What brings you to the fair?"
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(Is it too late to join? would like to enter my Guardian dragon in if possible.)
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Angel looked down, "Don't know... woke in old lady rolling house.. Don't know.." she finished as she looked at Erol with her confused and bright starry eyes.
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((You're more than welcome to join, I'm sure. If you want a rundown Alex, just let me know.))
Errol smiled. "Wee bit too much'o the drink, dear? I gotcha. We'll take a nice nap, perhaps that'll clear y'noggin." Errol chuckled to himself as he laid back down, the quiet clinking of bottles accompanying his movement.
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(Would lie an overview of your characters in a pm or something, when you can please. I will introduce my characters through the storyline.)
Suddendly the crowd outside began to scream "DRAGON!!" The crowd started to yell "Dragon" "There's a dragon here!" "Run for you life there's adragon!" came the various yells an screams from the crowd a large purple scaled dragon flying high in the air, it's orange scaledd underbelly making it oddly easy to spot in the sky,
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Angel shook her head, but simply sat in the corner as she didn't really feel comfortable with all of the bottles strewn around the room.
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The fairground guards wandered about, confused. "Why're you all shouting," said one, "we've all seen dragons before. Invite him in for a drink, for the gods' sake!"
Errol groaned quietly, and rolled into a large pile of bottles.
A few hordesmen were entranced by the flying dragon, occasionally loosing an arrow at it.
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None of the arrows reached high enough to even touch the dragon's feet, as it came lower looking like it was going to land an armored figue could be seen riding on it's back wearing some odd blueish like armor not of iron nor of a common metal used in iron.
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The hordesmen archers, not too bright but keen eyed, fired several volleys at the now-landing dragon. It did not get hit upon their first attempt, and they were now hell-bent on making it pay.
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The dragon landed ,but any of the arrows that had even been close to hitting it were suddenly turned around and placed back into the quivers of the archers, the hand of the dragon's rider glowing. The dragon glared at the archers, deep green eyes, piercing into their soul, as it stood there not retaliating at all.
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The hordesmen began to back away, as they were all very cowardly.
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"Would've been helpful if you said that earlier." Al said rolling his eyes. "Why would you shoot a fake one anyway. Seems like a waste of time when you could've shot a real one at the hordsmen and achieved the same response. Like you did, after shooting her." He wrapped the shirt around his waste instead of putting it back on.
"My point was to rescue, not to kill," the wolf shot back, pulling the bolt from Viola's navel with ease. The tip of it was crushed, indicating that there had been some sort of ink pouch at its tip. Setting it aside, the wolf quickly cleaned Viola up, then checked her head. "She's likely to survive the knockout blow you gave her, as well," she said a little distastefully. "Probably should've mentioned that it was a fake bolt from the get-go." Perking her ears up, the wolf glanced over at the dead raccoon. "...Hold that thought," she murmured, standing and making her way over to the other man.
Viola, once again, began to stir, moaning a little.
Realizing that she was likely alone, Zanthe carefully eased out of bed and began packing her things as quickly as her wound would allow.
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Angel sat in the back of Errol's home, huddled up, her tail just hanging outside the doorway into Errol's cart
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Errol awoke with a groan an hour later, rubbing his eyes and generally cursing.
The hordesmen suddenly started packing up, under the shouts of an unseen leader whose voice carried for an almost unnatural distance.
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"with the horsemen backing off, the dragon laid down to let it's rider off.
The rider in some sort of blue almost stone like armor got off it's dragon and looked around the faire grounds.
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"That's the point of a knock-out hit. They live through it." Seeing Viola stir, Al looked to the sky to see if he could get a lay of the land. At least figure out which direction to be headed in. "Hmmm... would probably be best to try and get patched up first..."
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Angel's vibrant multicolored tail jolted as Errol woke up, her tail still hanging out of the cabin, but she just turned around and huddled up, burying her face in her neck floof
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Errol smiled, but his face soon turned to one of concern, as a shady looking group ducked out of the fair. No one seemed to pay them any mind. "We need t'get 'chu outta here, or hide y'good missie. Kairos the Bloodied is due here in a day or so, if not the next few hours."
The thunderous horde once more began their journey passed Al. A few moments later the group that had been scared off returned. They crept through the bushes, a new light of cruelty and malice in their eyes. One approached Al slowly, an evil grin across his ugly face. "We found those freaks, friend. You wanna join us on t'hunt? Plenny t'go 'round, and I'm sure ol Kairos'll let 'cher keep most yer loot."
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As the rider walked about the Fair, the dragon accidentally bumped into Errol's wagon almost knocking it onto it's side, suddenly the dragon vanished a flash of purple energy flying towards the rider and vanishing. The rider hearing a noise and seeing the now shaking wagon, put an armored paw up to its helmet, facepawing.
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"That's the point of a knock-out hit. They live through it." Seeing Viola stir, Al looked to the sky to see if he could get a lay of the land. At least figure out which direction to be headed in. "Hmmm... would probably be best to try and get patched up first..."
The odd wolf, having heard the approach of the men, snatched the map and hid in the bushes before they could spot her.
Viola blinked awake and glanced around, a mite surprised that she wasn't dead. Hearing the voices of the other men, she decided to keep the death act up, staying absolutely still while palming her fallen dagger, which was right beside her. These guys sure are persistent, she thought to herself.
Elsewhere, Zanthe, having packed everything she might need, quickly checked on the griffin. "It's time to go, little one," she said, bowing respectfully.
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Angel sensed the urgency in his voice but before she could do anything else the cabin was thrown over by the dragon outside, and unfortunately Angel's hanging tail was stuck between two pieces of wood, making her let out a shrill scream as she hung from the now ceiling of the tipped cabin. Angel hung by her tail crying out in pain as glowing tears fell from her eyes. She couldn't stop crying, it hurt way too much, so much that she couldn't see through all the tears falling from her eyes, and luckily her tail was holding up much better, not stretching or breaking, but it did hurt greatly.
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Errol threw a ragged cloak to Angel, as he got his stuff around. "Wear that, and I hope you don't mind tight places."
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Noticing the wolf making their disappearing act, Al furrowed his brow. Turning over to the men. "No thanks. I'm rather tired after making a hunt of my own. Might pack it in for now." He hoped that they would just pass by, the accent somewhat bothering him now that he's had to listen to it for long enough.
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The hordesman that spoke to Al stepped closer. The hog sighed, and shrugged. "Eh, guess y'ain't all big'n bad like we had y'pegged." He turned, and waved the other hordesmen off as he started walking. "G'on! We gots freaks t'plunder!"
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That comment struck a particular chord with Al, but he truly didn't feel like he could take down the big boar after that last fight, so he shrugged it off. I can kill them all later. What's important now, is that I get to a safe spot and bandage the arm. Think I felt something break... He thought as he glanced over at the bush where the wolf hid.
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Angel sensed the urgency in his voice but before she could do anything else the cabin was thrown over by the dragon outside, and unfortunately Angel's hanging tail was stuck between two pieces of wood, making her let out a shrill scream as she hung from the now ceiling of the tipped cabin. Angel hung by her tail crying out in pain as glowing tears fell from her eyes. She couldn't stop crying, it hurt way too much, so much that she couldn't see through all the tears falling from her eyes, and luckily her tail was holding up much better, not stretching or breaking, but it did hurt greatly.
As if sensing the celestial dragon's pain, a purple energy began to numb Angel's tail the Dragon Rider walking into the wagon hand's glowing with the purple energy. "Permit me to assist my dragon hit this wagon by mistake." the rider said voice feminine, but soothing an calm.
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Errol peeled himself from the pile of bottles he'd been buried by, and glared at the intruder. "What's with y'tippin' m'wagon, eh?"
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Deep down Angel could feel the pain, but she wasn't crying out anymore, however she had no way of getting down from where she was. Currently the cabin fell silent, the creaking of Angel swinging back and forth from where she hung by her tail.
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"Be quiet , ya drunk! I'll be done in here once I get this dragon lady down." The Dragon rider growled back at Errol focusing her magical energy on Angel prying the wood away that kept her pinned to the ceiling other magic slowly letting her to the ground, noticing the dragon was without clothes the rider blushed. "Do you need clothes?" She asked purple energy light in her hands slowly dimming in brightness untill it was gone. "I Apologize my dragon accidentally hit your wagon i can pay for most of the damages." She offered ,reaching to a pouch on her waist.
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Angel looked around as she was slowly lifted down, looking at her tail and hugging it as she reached the floor, shaking her head in response to the rider and quickly going in for a hug, her own tail neatly tucked around her leg, but pulled back in a groan as there was still some pain in her tail, a true discolouration near her tail end, along with a negative blood on her where her tail was pinned.
(Negative colour when you posterior a picture in photoshop.)
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The rider did not resist the hug letting Angel hug her. "I-I can heal that tail for you." She offered a purple glow could be seen coming from where her upper chest would be, the light shining through the openinings of her armor.
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Angel brought her tail up and graciously handed it to the rider, feeling trust in him for helping her pain and helping her down, but she soon brought her attention to the light coming from the armor, poking at the holes with her finger.
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After a while, the faint sound of drums carried through the air. Ponderous and menacing, they signaled the horde's approach.
At the fair, the purple raccoons stopped what they were doing and appeared horrified. A few minutes would pass, before the raccoons began herding people away.
Errol blanched as the noise reached his ears. He looked at the rider and Angel, and spoke quickly and somberly. "Y-You to need t'leave, or find a place to hide quick like." He poked his head out of a window, and spoke to one of his people in their own tongue. A few moments more would pass, before Errol closed the window and barred it shut.
Cresting above the trees was a massive stone tower, adorned with spikes, chains, and skulls. Banners flew from the structure, bearing what appeared to be a bloodied claw. The tower connected to a massive base, which acted as a mobile castle. Huge iron wheels creaked and groaned as purple raccoons pushed or pulled the vehicle, under the crack of a whip. A horde, thousands strong, created a living wall to keep the slaves from running. Each hordesman bore weapons, either crude or properly forged, and armor adorned with purple fur. They marched sloppily, but organized. They all bore the bloodied-claw banner, the same as the tower. Though the rest of the land wouldn't know, the raccoons knew all-too well. Kairos had arrived.
Kairos the Bloodied, son of Karg the Murderer, son of Gore-eater Lon, stood above his horde on the balcony of his mobile fortress, gnashing his jagged and disgusting teeth. The massive warthog stood around 8' tall, weighed as much as the golden throne he sat upon, and could tear stones asunder. He wore the chain-laden black-leather armor from his father before him, and carried the wickedly jagged sword his father bore. Upon his back was a beautiful, but raggedly crafted, purple raccoon-fur cape, clasped around his throat by a black-iron chain. Kairos knew his favorite prey had set up near the kingdoms of Soulez and Tenliov, and his bloodlust had peaked during the boring travel through the mountains. He figured a few more hours and the hunt would begin.
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"Is there a lock on the door?"The rider asked, turning to look behind her.
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Errol shook his head. "Unfortunately no, I jus' hang a few empties off the thing." He looked about the wagon, before shaking his head. "Get 'cherselves outta this place. Run an' hide, 'afore the horde shows." He sighed. "Kairos'll sniff y'out in here." Errol smiled sadly. "But y'smell like ol' Errol now. He won't find ya in t'crowd."
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The rider's hand suddenly flashed. "That should cover that." The rider began, the doors to the wagon now shut if anyone entered the trap spell would activate covering the three inside in an invisibility spell.
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Errol sighed. "I hope it works. I don't know if Darkeyes is still runnin' with Kairos."
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Zanthe, having made a full recovery from her injuries, watched the proceedings through a telescope from far away. "...That's new," she murmured to herself, closing up the telescope. It appeared that her services would be needed soon.....
But where were Al, Viola, and that odd wolf girl?
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Not very far off from the initial encounter with the wolf girl lay a secret hiding spot which Al had built into a small cave. He carefully bandaged his arm, still being certain it was fractured at least. Occasionally, his eyes would flick up towards the wolf girl but not for much more than a moment.
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Viola, meanwhile, had taken the opportunity to finally put her dark-toned armor back on. That stuff the wolf girl pulled made her realize how dangerous it was to be going around in civilian clothes.
The wolf girl was whittling a couple of stakes from a fallen branch with one of her knives, mostly intent on the task. However, sometimes, when Al would look up, her eyes would meet his.
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Al winced a little as he clenched his fist, but shook it off knowing he would most likely work through the pain. Looking to his weapons, he slowly pulled a knife into his paw and began cleaning it with an old rag. "So. You going to give us a name?" He said with his gaze aimed toward the wolf girl.
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Al winced a little as he clenched his fist, but shook it off knowing he would most likely work through the pain. Looking to his weapons, he slowly pulled a knife into his paw and began cleaning it with an old rag. "So. You going to give us a name?" He said with his gaze aimed toward the wolf girl.
The wolf looked right back at Al, meeting his gaze. "...Clare," she says, continuing to whittle at the piece of wood she had. "I have a full name, but that's all you need to know for now." Suddenly, she grinned widely at him, winking as though he was in on some personal joke. "And your names?"
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"Al. And she," he said motioning to Viola. "Is Viola." He didn't trust this person one bit. Coming out of nowhere, helping them out... It was odd. There had to have been some alterior motive here. "Got a reason for being around this area, or are you just passing through."
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Unbeknownst to Al and company, a few of Kairos' scouts had set up in the trees and watched the group. Apparently they felt that Al and company were a threat. In fact, Garrus Horncrown, one of Kairos' personal retainer, upon being informed of Al's fighting prowess, sought to parlay with him immediately.