Jack looks at Boris as he helps him to hold back the advancing shield, responding, "Yes, perhaps later. For now... just keep doing what you're doing, alright Boris?" With the shield halted and Boris holding it, Jack puts his own shield into its holding place on his back and, using the once-threatening spikes as grips and footholds, quickly climbs up and over the shield. As he drops, he gives a mocking salute to the knight with one hand while drawing Magebuster with the other, performing a large sweeping strike on the giant sword as he lands to turn him around and beginning once more to rapidly strike what runes remain on the sword.
Boris is more than happy to oblige, since the constant pressure on the bone is continuing to feed him strength. Before Jack makes his climb over the shield, Boris summons all that extra strength, and in doing that Jack feels the surge of power like a jolt through the shield, letting Jack know he was ready. Once Jack has arrived behind the shield, Boris starts chuckles, very excited as he hears the sound of Jack striking at the sword.
Meanwhile, Buttons gives up on trying to escape, and taking a seat in the dirt at a safe distance, he just watches on. He begins to purr as he watches the antics of Boris and Jack.
Bob continues his staggered approach towards the the center of the action, drawing very close now.
The crowd is going crazy with cheer, and their chanting changes from being in favor of the knight to being in favor of Boris and Jack, yelling, 'KILL IT-KILL IT-KILL IT-KILL IT".
Revel is smile from ear to ear, forgetting about his grapes, as he is far too engrossed with what will happen next.
Silas raised his eyebrow at Annie's appearance. What the... However, now was not the time to wonder what someone else looked like.
"I guess," Silas admitted. He entered the house by the door.
Silas enters the house to be hopefully surprised by a display of candles laid out on the floor surrounding a bed, some of these candles have been placed to allow passage through them to the bed. The bed is layered with many soft feathered blue pillows and pink rose petals.
On the other side of the room is a small table with two chairs, facing each other from opposing sides. The table itself is heavily laden with food, mostly treats such as cakes, pies and honey, yet that display too is romantically designed, having a silver candle stand in its midst, a bottle of red on a side table.
Gripping tight to his hand, Annie pulls him into the house further. Her strength is beyond that of a girl her size. He can but allow this to happen. Once they are standing between the two displays, Annie appears to him again. Still holding his hand, she is facing him, smiling warmly.
“That’s just how my mother used to do it for her favorites.” She tells him with a quick glance to the bed arrangement. “And… well… I know those thoughts you had about me back near the church last night. You desired me, right?” She giggles soft, stepping closer. Her perfumed breath caresses his face; “You can teach me, yes?” She then regards the table, not seemingly as interested in the prospect. “…Or, if you prefer, we can just have a romantic dinner…? Just the two of us….”
Annie’s face becomes severe now, to the point of gritting her teeth, before ending the proposal. “The choice is yours.”
"No, I don't know what you are trying to point at, but as of now I only need a small portion of food as I want to hurry through this town. I don't want to bother anyone as of this moment. Which I'm doing as of now. I was just intending to rest for a bit before joining you for dinner, but I will just want a little food in a cloth, and I shall be off." Arin approaches his side of the table before getting a cloth and placing some meat and bread on the cloth. He wraps it up and attaches it to his belt. He walks towards the door turns around and silently thanks her. "I should have told you earlier but My name is Arin." He then leaves the house.
As Arin is leaving the house, he hears Annie call after him with. “I sure wish you could stay for a while. It sure was nice to meet you.
However, as the unseen person passes Arin outside of the house, Arin does see something… overwhelming. Twenty men, seven feet tall and of great physical prowess - yet they are all the same man. It is Boris, only these twenty Boris’s are much different than the Boris the others in town have come to know. His eyes are flared with fire. His teeth are protruding and serrated alike those of a Parana. He is only wearing pants to expose the massive muscles of his torso, and his hands are weapons all their own, each finger tips with hunter knife type claws.
The twenty Boris’s are Surrounding Arin in an arch formation by the house. If Arin chooses to flee, the only means of escape is to retreat back into the house with Annie.
The twenty Boris’s speak in unison as they begin their approach of Arin. “Boris kill you now!”
Before Chisille could decide on a course of action, she heard noises behind her. First there was the sound of... something heavy moving along with things constantly hitting it like a barrage. What inspired her to take the second option she had come up with, flee, was when she heard the hundred howls of pain and death coming from all the seals that had appeared beforehand.
She had found herself running for her life again. The rain from above was pelting down from her, and every thunderclap from above caused her to flinch of fear as she went, but she kept going. This time she took notice of where she was going so she could get back when things were safe.
Chisille lept into one of the buildings though a window, and once in there she stopped, panting heavily as she recovered from the run. As the water dripped off her back and wings, she thought about what she had seen and heard. The sounds of all the death that had occurred. She was used to death somewhat, but the thing that got to her was the sound of her own kind being murdered. Tears soon fell down her face along with the dripping water.
Shortly after, her feelings of sorrow hardened into feelings of anger. How the hunters had mercilessly attacked them. She didn't care that she was spared. She hated them. She hated them all.
5 minutes later, the room was trashed. Claw marks rolled across the floor and walls, furniture was toppled over and there were several scorch marks on things too. Chisille stood in the middle of it all, breathing heavily, claws tensed up tightly, still full of anger and rage even after the massive tantrum she had thrown which caused the room's disastrous appearance.
When Chisille completes her Tantrum, she turns to meet with the tall, dark figure standing before her. She is trapped between them and the wall. The Figure does not attack. They move one hand out from their sleeve, yet the movement is unseen, as it be in one moment their arms are folded, hands tucked up their sleeves, in the next moment one hand is stretched out over Chisille.
In that instant, Chisille feels a flutter in her heart, as if her emotions were tickled by a benign energy. Though be it against her will to feel these things, she cannot help but be subdued by the benign influence of the power. Before long, Chisille can see images play out in her mind’s eye, temporarily removing her physical vision. The images are fast and in sequence, showing her all that had happened in the Undertakers house, followed by the incident near the tree where the impostor dragon had been slain. Once this sequence of events had played out, only an image of Annie remained in her mind, be it only for a few seconds. The image of Annie fades and Chisille once again received her eyesight.
She was still feeling the kind and warming emotions that the dark figure had bestowed upon her, but now the figure was standing with his hands tucked back in his sleeves.
They spoke:
“You need not be afraid. The child has deceived you. We wish not to harm you. It is only the child we seek. You will help us…. You will live.”
Ei nods, and helps Annie to her feet.
"Then let us walk." Ei says, smiling.
"But, if they are attracted to energy types, perhaps we can lead them astray with decoys?"
Ei smiles again, and pulls Annie close.
"But, no matter what happens, I'll be there to protect you, okay?"
As they walked arm in arm, Annie was beginning to feel physically better. One thing, however, seemed to be at play in her thoughts, keeping her attention distant for a time. At last she looks up to Ei, and asks the question that had been plaguing her thoughts for some time.
“Is it you? Are you the one responsible for the monsters? I don’t mind if you are…. Tell me… you will, right? Tell me everything.”
The River House.
As the man speaks, Ki enters and Vernon wraps one arm around her. Once the man finishes, he replied in kind.
Thanks for sharing... But you see this girl? Her innocent life depends on any other information you can provide. Any other details you might be leaving out, maybe something that was said by the witch or anyone else, even if it’s something you don’t deem important enough to mention, it may in some way be of help in pointing us in the right direction.”
Outside, Vernon can hear the muffled conversation, the voice of a new female arrival is clear.
Ariel, continuing to hum his new tune, observes the house for a while, then calls ahead to Renard in a somewhat humored tone;
"Hey, Ren, call me crazy, which might be a fair call to be honest, but what do you think about paying this house a little visit." He points at the house, just in case Renard hadn't happened to notice the obvious. "I mean, I'm sure that under the circumstance there can be nothing but trouble waiting for us inside, but hey, you are an adventurer, and I'm all down for some more fun."
As the storm clears, replaced at a supernatural rate by blue summer sky's, he makes his way towards the house. He comes to the door, and not being a complete idiot and drawing attention to his arrival right away, he checks over his shoulder to see if Renard is following then presses his ear to the door for a listen to any noises inside.
From the other side of the door come various different sounds, as if some large, heavy object is constantly being moved up and down, accompanied by a puffing noise.
Boris is more than happy to oblige, since the constant pressure on the bone is continuing to feed him strength. Before Jack makes his climb over the shield, Boris summons all that extra strength, and in doing that Jack feels the surge of power like a jolt through the shield, letting Jack know he was ready. Once Jack has arrived behind the shield, Boris starts chuckles, very excited as he hears the sound of Jack striking at the sword.
Meanwhile, Buttons gives up on trying to escape, and taking a seat in the dirt at a safe distance, he just watches on. He begins to purr as he watches the antics of Boris and Jack.
Bob continues his staggered approach towards the the center of the action, drawing very close now.
The crowd is going crazy with cheer, and their chanting changes from being in favor of the knight to being in favor of Boris and Jack, yelling, 'KILL IT-KILL IT-KILL IT-KILL IT".
Revel is smile from ear to ear, forgetting about his grapes, as he is far too engrossed with what will happen next.
The sword, taking serious damage, slams itself into the ground. It's runes light up, and a blast of energy is released, knocking Boris and Jack away, and causing Jack to let go of Magebuster. It flies right past Boris' head and gets stuck in the wall above Buttons, making for a very useful platform for him to hop onto and into the gallery where the people are watching the fight.
As they walked arm in arm, Annie was beginning to feel physically better. One thing, however, seemed to be at play in her thoughts, keeping her attention distant for a time. At last she looks up to Ei, and asks the question that had been plaguing her thoughts for some time.
“Is it you? Are you the one responsible for the monsters? I don’t mind if you are…. Tell me… you will, right? Tell me everything.”
Ei seems to be cheerful while she and Annie walked away from the square in an attempt to not draw the Order's attention. While walking, Annie asks Ei a question, a question on whether or not Ei was responsible for the monsters. Ei smiles at Annie and answers.
"Not quite. I do admit that some things in this town are my doing and that in theory I could create creatures akin to those that roam this town, the ongoings here in Waise are not my responsibility."
"While I originally had another goal in mind when I came here, I must admit that meeting you here is something of which I am really happy that it happened."
As the man speaks, Ki enters and Vernon wraps one arm around her. Once the man finishes, he replied in kind.
Thanks for sharing... But you see this girl? Her innocent life depends on any other information you can provide. Any other details you might be leaving out, maybe something that was said by the witch or anyone else, even if it’s something you don’t deem important enough to mention, it may in some way be of help in pointing us in the right direction.”
Outside, Vernon can hear the muffled conversation, the voice of a new female arrival is clear.
The man seems a bit confused when he sees Ki, but shrugs it off. He thinks for a moment before seemingly suddenly remembering something.
"While I do not know if it was the Witches doing or not, I can remember her Shadow seemingly being... Alive. It moved about like a creature on it's own, though it didn't deviate much from where it would normally be."
When Chisille completes her Tantrum, she turns to meet with the tall, dark figure standing before her. She is trapped between them and the wall. The Figure does not attack. They move one hand out from their sleeve, yet the movement is unseen, as it be in one moment their arms are folded, hands tucked up their sleeves, in the next moment one hand is stretched out over Chisille.
In that instant, Chisille feels a flutter in her heart, as if her emotions were tickled by a benign energy. Though be it against her will to feel these things, she cannot help but be subdued by the benign influence of the power. Before long, Chisille can see images play out in her mind’s eye, temporarily removing her physical vision. The images are fast and in sequence, showing her all that had happened in the Undertakers house, followed by the incident near the tree where the impostor dragon had been slain. Once this sequence of events had played out, only an image of Annie remained in her mind, be it only for a few seconds. The image of Annie fades and Chisille once again received her eyesight.
She was still feeling the kind and warming emotions that the dark figure had bestowed upon her, but now the figure was standing with his hands tucked back in his sleeves.
They spoke:
“You need not be afraid. The child has deceived you. We wish not to harm you. It is only the child we seek. You will help us…. You will live.”
At the end of her tantrum, Chisille snorted in disgust at the mess she had made. Not because she had caused so much damage, but because it didn't bring her any closer to any of her goals. She turned to leave through the window that she had come in from when she saw that she was now in the presence of a similar looking dark figure, just like the one she saw attacking them. She backed away out of surprise. 'How did they walk into the room without me noticing? I would've heard or seen something before they got here.' she thought, but that didn't matter. She was still very angry at this particular individual, and they needed to pay for what they had done.
She had intended to lash out with her tail before unloading a wave of flames at them, but her actions were cut short by an overwhelming surge of emotional manipulation that she didn't have any hope to control. She wanted to feel scared at what was happening,but the strange satisfaction and pleasure that had come over her but she simply couldn't.
When the images came and took her sight with it she froze in place, relaxing a bit while her eyes stared forward unblinkingly. Each image played quickly before moving to the next. At first she was confused as to why she was seeing all of this, then by the end of it the pieces of the puzzle had come together in her mind. She needed only to hear the confirmation about what she had pieced together.
When her sight returned, she straightened herself up again, both shaking her head from the images and blinking hard a few times to confirm that she was still in the room that she belonged in. She looked up at the figure, the emotions of hatred had simmered down, and even then the content feelings she was experiencing was still in effect. She didn't feel like running away from them or burning them to ash at the moment.
The other dragon was a lie, sadly. She got the confirmation she was expecting. However she was being asked to help them now, oddly enough. She didn't know what to think about that with everything she was told even with her hatred of humans, but with her attitude locked into a positive one, she felt like it was the better thing to do.
"She... Femmell was not real? I... want to feel... sad, but I don't. Yes. I will help find her."
The sword, taking serious damage, slams itself into the ground. It's runes light up, and a blast of energy is released, knocking Boris and Jack away, and causing Jack to let go of Magebuster. It flies right past Boris' head and gets stuck in the wall above Buttons, making for a very useful platform for him to hop onto and into the gallery where the people are watching the fight.
When the blast of energy was released, knocking Jack and Boris away, the crowd of spectators 'Whoa'd', then started chanting in favor of the knight again, While Revel laughed hardily, tossed his grapes of his shoulder into the crowd, and produced a bucket sized glass of beer that he quickly started devouring.
Boris, filled with his added might, didn't give the energy blast time to have him land on his back or fall over. He found himself fixing his stability mid air, kicking his feet, and then hit the ground running and charging at the knight to follow up on Jack's attack. After taking a few amazingly fast steps, he leaped forward with a somersault, landing behind the shield, while simultaneously spinning back on his landing to bring down his bone with yet another heavy strike to the sword.
Meanwhile, Buttons, although he didn't really have time to flinch, managed to watch as Magebuster came towards him and narrowly missed his head. He looks up at it, raises a brow, 'meows curiously', and considers his option. Now that he had had some time to think on the situation, Buttons wasn't altogether comfortable joining the crowd of onlookers, being that they were loud and rough looking, but it had to be safer than where he was.
Using Magebuster as a stepping platform, he jumped up on the edge of the barrier, gave a look to the old man who was seated in the front row seat closest to him, and told him to move. The elderly man was so shocked by seeing a talking cat, he didn't even believe it at first. So Buttons told him to move again, a little more louder and demanding this time, which resulted in the old man keeling over with a heart attack. The other spectators in the seats within hearing range looked at Buttons as if they had seen the incarnate of a demon beast, and took off running. Buttons sighed, but felt somehow endeared by the effect he had on them. He took his place on the seat where the old man had been sitting, feeling comfortable that all the noisy spectators within a 7 seat radius had vacated, and continued to watch the fight.
Bob on the other hand, close enough to the action to feel the tail end of the shock wave from the knights sword, stopped briefly, swaying a moment to steady himself, then continued to stagger towards the knight.
From the other side of the door come various different sounds, as if some large, heavy object is constantly being moved up and down, accompanied by a puffing noise.
Ariel is a little taken by the sound behind the door, looking back to Renard with a cheeky grin, motioning with his hand to hurry up as he called to him in a hushed voice - "Quick, get over her. I think there's someone inside doing something weird!"
Name: Knyaz Bozhidar the Illegitimate one
Species: Human
Appearance: Although I'm bad at drawing, i'm also worse describing.
Abilities: Bozhidar Stronk! The Bardiche he carries can smash through blocks and can easily break shields.
Special Weaknesses (If any): Somewhere along his exploits, he was cursed upon finding an ancient tome barring him to use magic ever again.
Items they have: A Bardiche used by two hands, Lamellar armor based on the armor of the medieval Slavs, and a one handed Military hammer for when the Bardiche is unavailable
Backstory (Optional): Bozhidar came into the world of declining nobility, his family owning only the house they lived in, nevertheless, despite his parents' hardships, they educated him as well as they could, preparing him for the life of nobility, and the trials of aristocracy.
However, things soon went to the trash, as both of his parents died to a disease, and the life of nobility he was prepared for was gone.
As a boy growing out of childhood, he took to the streets, begging, thieving, and doing dirty work for gangs was he did to survive on the harsh streets of Yaroslava, always one step ahead of the law and rival gangs who wished him ill.
Then, as a young adult, Life changed, as it always does.
Somewhere along the line he became a man, and his thieving and banditry would soon cease as he became a squire, paying for the education from the stolen gold, and the whole world seemed to change around him, when he was named squire to a noble at court, he practiced long hours with weapons, learning how to deal out hard knocks and how to take them, too. He was obligated to his lord, and of his duties to one day might be his vassals. But in addition to learning the chivalric ideal, he learned about the harsh ways of politics, stories of ruthless power politics, of betrayals and usurpations of men who used guile as well as valor to achieve their goals, and was accused of being an illegitimate heir.
Then something changed inside Bozhidar, and only he knows now why he gave up his old life and became an adventurer, and as he heard rumors of the Waise Plateau, he immediately rode out and now stand at it's gates.
Other:
Other things of note:
Knyaz - Duke/Prince
Lamellar Armor = Lamellar armour is a type of body armour, made from small rectangular plates (scales or lamellae) of iron, leather (rawhide), or bronze laced into horizontal rows.
^early medieval slavic armor
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edit: updated the portrait to a less trashier one.
Ariel, continuing to hum his new tune, observes the house for a while, then calls ahead to Renard in a somewhat humored tone;
"Hey, Ren, call me crazy, which might be a fair call to be honest, but what do you think about paying this house a little visit." He points at the house, just in case Renard hadn't happened to notice the obvious. "I mean, I'm sure that under the circumstance there can be nothing but trouble waiting for us inside, but hey, you are an adventurer, and I'm all down for some more fun."
As the storm clears, replaced at a supernatural rate by blue summer sky's, he makes his way towards the house. He comes to the door, and not being a complete idiot and drawing attention to his arrival right away, he checks over his shoulder to see if Renard is following then presses his ear to the door for a listen to any noises inside.
Boris is feeling much better, almost his old self again as he rounds the bend towards the church.
At the church, while the knight makes his new and improved advance at Jack, Buttons jumps from Jack's helmet, unwilling to chance his safety anymore, calling out 'good luck' as he darts through the air and starts to run the moment his paws touch the ground, while over at the fence - Bob has actually managed to find his feet, swaying some before starting his staggered zombie style walk towards the battle again. No blood is coming from his open wound.
While this is happening, the rain stops falling, but that's not all that happens. As the clouds clear to give way to a warm summer sky's, so does the churchyard, church, and all the surrounding area as Jack, Buttons, Bob, Orson and the colossal Knight find themselves in the middle of the oval shaped parched and dusty grounds of a Roman Colosseum, surrounded by thousands of screaming onlookers. At one side, in the Imperial box, stands a man dressed in a royal garment and an extremely large crown on his head, holding up both hands for the cheering crowd to hush, which they do.
"Greetings!" He declares in a voice that is heard by everyone, and as he speaks, Jack, Buttons, Orson, Bob, and even the knight are frozen in their possition, yet they are able to hear every word the man speaks. "I am Revel, and this is my stadium! Welcome, all of you here to this fine and bloodthirsty day! Today I have a special treat for my people. Today we will be entertained by the battle of a lifetime!" He points at the knight, "Today a great warrior..." he uses the other hand to refer to Jack, Orson, Buttons and Bob; "will be battling some rather unlikely heroes that will probably be killed in a gruesome manner! Which is always fun. But wait, there's more!"
As Boris heads towards the church grounds, his vision fades for a moment, but it quickly returns when he finds himself entering the Colosseum as well.
"My very own simple minded champion will be joining this battle! So let the games begin!"
Orson finds himself in a stadium, he doesn't know why he is there but it seems that nothing is really happening to him at the moment, so he slowly backs up to the wall behind him and then observes the chaos unfold, he knows that something is going to drag him into the conflict, but he decides to savor the moment for now and continue to watch.
Orson finds himself in a stadium, he doesn't know why he is there but it seems that nothing is really happening to him at the moment, so he slowly backs up to the wall behind him and then observes the chaos unfold, he knows that something is going to drag him into the conflict, but he decides to savor the moment for now and continue to watch.
Several of the Spectators near Orson lean over the edge of the barrier, booing Orson with their thumbs turned down, very unhappy about his unwillingness to join in the fight. Revel also catches sight of this, but he just won't stand for such an outrage - he must be entertained by all on the floor!
With a quick whirl of his index finger, a Raptor like creature, about man height, appears a few meters in front of Orson, whipping its tails and showing its shiny display of razor teeth. It looks at the crowd, then back At Orson, before making a quick dash at him with mouth gnashing wildly.
The crowd gives an extra cheer, excited that now two fights will be taking place.
Lost in his thoughts, Renard hears a voice. A voice that doesn't belong to anyone he's ever met before and, judging by Ariel's lack of reaction to the question the voice asks, it's something only Renard can hear.
"Do you want power?" The voice asks, it's source unidentifiable, as it seems to come from no direction in particular.
"All you have to do is ask, and you'll get power."
The rainstorm seems to die out as suddenly as it appeared, and gives way to a cloud-less sky with a warm, summery temperature.
Renard doesn't even notice the storm disappearing as he listens to what seems like his own thoughts. Yeah... that'd be nice... he thinks to himself. I want some power...
He suddenly realises that the voice wasn't in fact his own thoughts and sounded unfamiliar to him. He shakes his head; it must've just been an auditory hallucination.
Ariel, continuing to hum his new tune, observes the house for a while, then calls ahead to Renard in a somewhat humored tone;
"Hey, Ren, call me crazy, which might be a fair call to be honest, but what do you think about paying this house a little visit." He points at the house, just in case Renard hadn't happened to notice the obvious. "I mean, I'm sure that under the circumstance there can be nothing but trouble waiting for us inside, but hey, you are an adventurer, and I'm all down for some more fun."
As the storm clears, replaced at a supernatural rate by blue summer sky's, he makes his way towards the house. He comes to the door, and not being a complete idiot and drawing attention to his arrival right away, he checks over his shoulder to see if Renard is following then presses his ear to the door for a listen to any noises inside.
Renard seems to be distracted by something before answering.
"Oh, uh-- yeah, right behind you," he says, following Ariel slowly.
From the other side of the door come various different sounds, as if some large, heavy object is constantly being moved up and down, accompanied by a puffing noise.
Ariel is a little taken by the sound behind the door, looking back to Renard with a cheeky grin, motioning with his hand to hurry up as he called to him in a hushed voice - "Quick, get over her. I think there's someone inside doing something weird!"
Renard doesn't seem to be paying much attention to the situation, appearing to be in some sort of daze.
"Try shooting them through the door," Renard says plainly.
Several of the Spectators near Orson lean over the edge of the barrier, booing Orson with their thumbs turned down, very unhappy about his unwillingness to join in the fight. Revel also catches sight of this, but he just won't stand for such an outrage - he must be entertained by all on the floor!
"Well excuse me!" He shouts at the crowd, they already had 1 fight going on, and if Jack and the others all died, then he would have to take on the knight, so there was no reason for them to be so angry.
Orson continues to stand there, but then...
With a quick whirl of his index finger, a Velociraptor appears a few meters in front of Orson, whipping its tails and showing its shiny display of razor teeth. It looks at the crowd, then back At Orson,
Orson jumps back at the wall when this weird creature he has never seen before suddenly pops into existence, right in front of Orson.
"Erm, what are you-"
before making a quick dash at him with mouth gnashing wildly.
Orson then jumps out of the way to the right, as he knew that the creature was probably hostile, otherwise it wouldn't have been summoned in front of him.
Orson then draws out a dagger he had kept in his pocket, the metal used to make it has gone a light, sand green color and isn't in the best condition, but it will do.
The crowd gives an extra cheer, excited that now two fights will be taking place.
Orson sees the crowd in the corner of his eye, insulted by it, they already had 1 fight against a giant, ghost knight! how could they not be entertained.
"Well if they came here for entertainment, then they get entertainment."
Orson then runs at the weird creature with a stupid looking face and attempts to thrust the dagger into the creature's chest, while yelling a war cry for added effect.
"Well excuse me!" He shouts at the crowd, they already had 1 fight going on, and if Jack and the others all died, then he would have to take on the knight, so there was no reason for them to be so angry.
Orson continues to stand there, but then...
Orson jumps back at the wall when this weird creature he has never seen before suddenly pops into existence, right in front of Orson.
"Erm, what are you-"
Orson then jumps out of the way to the right, as he knew that the creature was probably hostile, otherwise it wouldn't have been summoned in front of him.
Orson then draws out a dagger he had kept in his pocket, the metal used to make it has gone a light, sand green color and isn't in the best condition, but it will do.
Orson sees the crowd in the corner of his eye, insulted by it, they already had 1 fight against a giant, ghost knight! how could they not be entertained.
"Well if they came here for entertainment, then they get entertainment."
Orson then runs at the weird creature with a stupid looking face and attempts to thrust the dagger into the creature's chest, while yelling a war cry for added effect.
The blade, not being in the best condition, makes a small penetration, enough to make the raptor reel back with a high pitched screech, but it wasn't seriously damaged and lunges in for a another snap at Orson, But its strike was a little inaccurate, and its teeth bite down getting caught on his potato sack hood. It goes to pull away, knowing it didn't have a good grip. The pull away was in a sideways motion, yanking its head repeatedly to free its teeth. Orson's head is being jerked sharply about inside his hood with every tug as he feels the hood coming loose from his head.
The crowd nearby cheer for Orson when he strikes the creature, but then cheer for the creature when they see it isn't seriously hurt.
The blade, not being in the best condition, makes a small penetration, enough to make the raptor reel back with a high pitched screech, but it wasn't seriously damaged and lunges in for a another snap at Orson, But its strike was a little inaccurate, and its teeth bite down getting caught on his potato sack hood. It goes to pull away, knowing it didn't have a good grip. The pull away was in a sideways motion, yanking its head repeatedly to free its teeth. Orson's head is being jerked sharply about inside his hood with every tug as he feels the hood coming loose from his head.
The crowd nearby cheer for Orson when he strikes the creature, but then cheer for the creature when they see it isn't seriously hurt.
Orson then grabs his hood and tries his best to keep it on, while also trying to stab the raptor in the eye and dig into the eye, hopefully trying to make it let go or kill it, while also stepping on it's foot to add a little extra pain, free of charge.
Orson then grabs his hood and tries his best to keep it on, while also trying to stab the raptor in the eye and dig into the eye, hopefully trying to make it let go or kill it, while also stepping on it's foot to add a little extra pain, free of charge.
The Raptor is moving its head so fast to try and free its teeth that the blade continues to miss its eyes, not to mention its skin is a thick hide, so Orson's efforts are really just making shallow slash all over the place. but the constant hammering of the blade only serves to aggravate the creature further, causing it to thrash about even more violently. While doing so, it uses it's foot to reach out, driving its long claws into the flesh of Orson's thigh and pinning him to the ground, then proceeds to yank back at the hood so hard it begins to rip.
Renard doesn't even notice the storm disappearing as he listens to what seems like his own thoughts. Yeah... that'd be nice... he thinks to himself. I want some power...
He suddenly realises that the voice wasn't in fact his own thoughts and sounded unfamiliar to him. He shakes his head; it must've just been an auditory hallucination.
Renard seems to be distracted by something before answering.
"Oh, uh-- yeah, right behind you," he says, following Ariel slowly.
Renard doesn't seem to be paying much attention to the situation, appearing to be in some sort of daze.
"Try shooting them through the door," Renard says plainly.
Ariel steps away from the door, finding more concern for Renard's distracted behavior than the suspicious sounds coming from inside the house.
The Raptor is moving its head so fast to try and free its teeth that the blade continues to miss its eyes, not to mention its skin is a thick hide, so Orson's efforts are really just making shallow slash all over the place. but the constant hammering of the blade only serves to aggravate the creature further, causing it to thrash about even more violently. While doing so, it uses it's foot to reach out, driving its long claws into the flesh of Orson's thigh and pinning him to the ground, then proceeds to yank back at the hood so hard it begins to rip.
Orson then yanks his leg out of the raptor's claws, painfully, though curiously there is no blood spilled, but only Orson yelling in pain a bit.
Then Orson lets go of his hood, and stumbles back, what is revealed under the hood is, to say the least, surprising. There is no flesh on his head, only a skull, the eyes have rotted out and with it, almost every other fleshy part on his head, Orson then stares at the raptor, clenching his fists with anger as his secret was revealed, not by a man, but a dumb, brainless creature that he has never seen before, though if his secret was revealed by a more capable entity he would still be mad, but this is absurd.
Orson then decides that taking this ugly creature on cannot be resolved with brute force, as it's unexpectedly strong hide somehow protects it from his dagger, so he then stands there and waits for the raptor to attack, while also turning to the ghost knight and yelling profanities at it.
Orson then yanks his leg out of the raptor's claws, painfully, though curiously there is no blood spilled, but only Orson yelling in pain a bit.
Then Orson lets go of his hood, and stumbles back, what is revealed under the hood is, to say the least, surprising. There is no flesh on his head, only a skull, the eyes have rotted out and with it, almost every other fleshy part on his head, Orson then stares at the raptor, clenching his fists with anger as his secret was revealed, not by a man, but a dumb, brainless creature that he has never seen before, though if his secret was revealed by a more capable entity he would still be mad, but this is absurd.
Orson then decides that taking this ugly creature on cannot be resolved with brute force, as it's unexpectedly strong hide somehow protects it from his dagger, so he then stands there and waits for the raptor to attack, while also turning to the ghost knight and yelling profanities at it.
Now that the hood is free from Orson's head, the creature's teeth finally loosen from their bind, flicking their head to cast the hood aside, which happens to land at Orson's feet.
The crowd is stunned at the sight of Orson's skull head for a moment, then all let out a loud 'eeewwwwwww!'
When the raptor like creature sees his head as well, in just kinda steps back, tilts its head curiously disgusted by the sight of the guy, then decides to walk away. It pays no mind to the other battle taking place, however continues to look around in another direction for food, hopefully something with meat on it.
When Revel sees this he lets out a short sigh and rolls his eyes.
"Well, that's a party crasher if I've ever seen one. Stupid inbred bird thing." And just like that the raptor like creature vanished.
In that moment, Revel, even though he knew what was hidden beneath the potato sack hood before it was revealed, couldn't help but feel pity for Orson, so with a quick wink in Orson's direction, Orson appearing in the Imperial box on the seat beside Revel, with a brand new mint condition potato sack in Orson's lap.
"Never mind those mindless and inconsiderate spectators," He tell's Orson with a nudge of his elbow, "You can sit up here with me and watch the fight. And here, have a real dagger." Revel hands Orson a shining new dagger made of an unfamiliar metallic material with a razor sharp edge. "That thing will never rust, dull, or break. Plus! - it hits anything you intend to throw it at. Can't miss! What's more, it will always return to you, no matter what. Practically impossible to lose the damn thing!"
There is an inscription on the handle that reads:
For my extremely malnourished friend, Orson.... From your ever watchful partner in crime, Revel.
Revel then offers Orson a drink from his bucket sized glass of beer.
Holy nut cracker on a stick, Betty is really mad! I'm say'n really, really really dammmm mad! But I'll get back that in a second.
Outside of the wall of the barrier, when I'm just assuming the dark guys have gone away, the balls of fire like things that were hovering in the air drop. When that happens the fire is gone and then the balls crack open against the ground like eggs. From inside each one of them a bunch of little creatures crawl out. You can pretty much picture them as little gremlin type beings from some other world or dimension, but they aren't gremlins at all really. They are very fuzzy and their fur is typically green in color with brown stripes. They have two legs, two arms and hands with apposable thumbs. They are skinny, but their fur makes em look tubby, and they stand about two foot in height. They have little stubby round ears, a black button nose, little yellow beady eyes and a wide mouth filled with thousands of tiny sharp teeth like needles. They also have a very long thin blue tongue for lapping stuff up. Anyway! Once they break free from these shells, they look around at each other, say some words in their own language, giggle a lot like depraved lunatics, the set off together in no particular direction. This all happens after Chissy ran away, so no one really knows they exist yet. Wow, that was a lot of explaining.... Moving on!
So where was Betty. Oh yeah, that's right, she is really, really angry. After seeing Chissy run off and then seeing that other dragon get killed she just about loses her mind. She takes Lyudmila by the shoulder shaking the poor witch uncontrollable while asking her 'why' over and over again. Once she stops shaking the hell out of the witch she settles a bit but suggests that they should bury the poor dragon baby, but not until after they catch up to poor Chissy. Now, I just realized that it might have been hard for Betty to tell which Dragon actually died. Well, I'm here to tell ya that it was simple. Betty had half an eye on Chissy the whole gosh darn time so she was easy enough to keep track of. Done.
After suggesting they go find Chissy, Betty tells Lyudmila to lower the damn barrier so they can start their search. I'm assuming that Lyudmila will just say yes to this, so Betty then starts running out into town screaming Chissy's name at the top of her voice, and I'm hoping that Lyudmila just kinda follows along at this point. Now, you might think this is just dumb luck, but it just so happens that after Betty loses her voice but keeps on looking, she spots Chissy's paw prints in the mud caused by the rain and melted snow next to some building.
Being real cautious as to not alarm the poor baby any more than she must have already been, Betty sneaks inside and lone behold! There she was! Now the place was a bit of a mess like someone had recently trashed the place, but Betty didn't pay the mess much mind because she also saw that tall dark figure standing right there in front of the little dragon. Chissy doesn't notice Betty at first, but just after she hears Chissy say the words, "I... want to feel... sad, but I don't. Yes. I will help find her." and payn no mind at all to what that might just mean, Betty loses all control. For a moment she forgets about the magic and runs at the dark guy, jumping on his back piggyback style and beating his head with her fist while screaming at him to leave her dragon along. At the same time she was yelling at Chissy to go wait outside and that she wouldn't take no for an answer. After about, well, I don't know how long, Betty remembers herself and jumps off his back, and that's when she gets out her magic and lashing at the dark guy with all the words she could think of!
Gosh dammit all anyway, before long there were bats and snakes and buffalo and crocodiles and chickens and manner of animals, some of which weren't even recognizable, converging in a frenzied attack on the dark figure guy. Pretty soon tho, the house was kinda too full of animals to stick around in, so Betty had to leave. She left real fast and hopefully found her dragon waiting outside.
And that will just about do that for now.
Back on the Farm! Betty's dad, Ezmond, finally found where his darling daughter was, but had no freaking idea how in all of hell she could have wound up there. "That gosh darn mouth of hers." he said with a shake of his head, then packing a bag with a light lunch and few small items he decides he better go on after her.
When the blast of energy was released, knocking Jack and Boris away, the crowd of spectators 'Whoa'd', then started chanting in favor of the knight again, While Revel laughed hardily, tossed his grapes of his shoulder into the crowd, and produced a bucket sized glass of beer that he quickly started devouring.
Boris, filled with his added might, didn't give the energy blast time to have him land on his back or fall over. He found himself fixing his stability mid air, kicking his feet, and then hit the ground running and charging at the knight to follow up on Jack's attack. After taking a few amazingly fast steps, he leaped forward with a somersault, landing behind the shield, while simultaneously spinning back on his landing to bring down his bone with yet another heavy strike to the sword.
Unfortunately for Boris, the sword was expecting him, though not exactly expecting him to arrive this fast. Boris lands on the flat of the blade, which he also hits with his Bone. The impact of the bone causes a catapult-like effect, and the blade launches Boris, who goes flying towards Jack.
Ariel is a little taken by the sound behind the door, looking back to Renard with a cheeky grin, motioning with his hand to hurry up as he called to him in a hushed voice - "Quick, get over her. I think there's someone inside doing something weird!"
Inside, the sounds continue, occasionally accompanied by a hissing sound. Suddenly, a loud crack is heard, and the sounds die out, followed by a person cursing.
Renard doesn't even notice the storm disappearing as he listens to what seems like his own thoughts. Yeah... that'd be nice... he thinks to himself. I want some power...
He suddenly realises that the voice wasn't in fact his own thoughts and sounded unfamiliar to him. He shakes his head; it must've just been an auditory hallucination.
Renard seems to be distracted by something before answering.
"Oh, uh-- yeah, right behind you," he says, following Ariel slowly.
Renard doesn't seem to be paying much attention to the situation, appearing to be in some sort of daze.
"Try shooting them through the door," Renard says plainly.
"I can grant you power, all you need to do is ask." The voice says again, unchanged from when it last spoke.
Holy nut cracker on a stick, Betty is really mad! I'm say'n really, really really dammmm mad! But I'll get back that in a second.
Outside of the wall of the barrier, when I'm just assuming the dark guys have gone away, the balls of fire like things that were hovering in the air drop. When that happens the fire is gone and then the balls crack open against the ground like eggs. From inside each one of them a bunch of little creatures crawl out. You can pretty much picture them as little gremlin type beings from some other world or dimension, but they aren't gremlins at all really. They are very fuzzy and their fur is typically green in color with brown stripes. They have two legs, two arms and hands with apposable thumbs. They are skinny, but their fur makes em look tubby, and they stand about two foot in height. They have little stubby round ears, a black button nose, little yellow beady eyes and a wide mouth filled with thousands of tiny sharp teeth like needles. They also have a very long thin blue tongue for lapping stuff up. Anyway! Once they break free from these shells, they look around at each other, say some words in their own language, giggle a lot like depraved lunatics, the set off together in no particular direction. This all happens after Chissy ran away, so no one really knows they exist yet. Wow, that was a lot of explaining.... Moving on!
So where was Betty. Oh yeah, that's right, she is really, really angry. After seeing Chissy run off and then seeing that other dragon get killed she just about loses her mind. She takes Lyudmila by the shoulder shaking the poor witch uncontrollable while asking her 'why' over and over again. Once she stops shaking the hell out of the witch she settles a bit but suggests that they should bury the poor dragon baby, but not until after they catch up to poor Chissy. Now, I just realized that it might have been hard for Betty to tell which Dragon actually died. Well, I'm here to tell ya that it was simple. Betty had half an eye on Chissy the whole gosh darn time so she was easy enough to keep track of. Done.
After suggesting they go find Chissy, Betty tells Lyudmila to lower the damn barrier so they can start their search. I'm assuming that Lyudmila will just say yes to this, so Betty then starts running out into town screaming Chissy's name at the top of her voice, and I'm hoping that Lyudmila just kinda follows along at this point. Now, you might think this is just dumb luck, but it just so happens that after Betty loses her voice but keeps on looking, she spots Chissy's paw prints in the mud caused by the rain and melted snow next to some building.
Being real cautious as to not alarm the poor baby any more than she must have already been, Betty sneaks inside and lone behold! There she was! Now the place was a bit of a mess like someone had recently trashed the place, but Betty didn't pay the mess much mind because she also saw that tall dark figure standing right there in front of the little dragon. Chissy doesn't notice Betty at first, but just after she hears Chissy say the words, "I... want to feel... sad, but I don't. Yes. I will help find her." and payn no mind at all to what that might just mean, Betty loses all control. For a moment she forgets about the magic and runs at the dark guy, jumping on his back piggyback style and beating his head with her fist while screaming at him to leave her dragon along. At the same time she was yelling at Chissy to go wait outside and that she wouldn't take no for an answer. After about, well, I don't know how long, Betty remembers herself and jumps off his back, and that's when she gets out her magic and lashing at the dark guy with all the words she could think of!
Gosh dammit all anyway, before long there were bats and snakes and buffalo and crocodiles and chickens and manner of animals, some of which weren't even recognizable, converging in a frenzied attack on the dark figure guy. Pretty soon tho, the house was kinda too full of animals to stick around in, so Betty had to leave. She left real fast and hopefully found her dragon waiting outside.
And that will just about do that for now.
Back on the Farm! Betty's dad, Ezmond, finally found where his darling daughter was, but had no freaking idea how in all of hell she could have wound up there. "That gosh darn mouth of hers." he said with a shake of his head, then packing a bag with a light lunch and few small items he decides he better go on after her.
((sorry I had a lot to say))
Not wanting to feel the wrath of an Angry Betty, Lyudmila does as Betty asks, lowering the barrier and following Betty around, and staying a safe distance away from her when she summons all those creatures to maul the dark person who previously attacked them.
Inside, the sounds continue, occasionally accompanied by a hissing sound. Suddenly, a loud crack is heard, and the sounds die out, followed by a person cursing.
"I can grant you power, all you need to do is ask." The voice says again, unchanged from when it last spoke.
Renard drearily looks at Ariel for a few seconds, saying nothing. It appears as if he is looking straight through him, still distracted by something or another. He opens his mouth to presumably speak, but he angrily bites his lip and furrows his brow, quickly turning around to kick open the door in front of them.
Unbeknownst to Ariel, this was because Renard could not trust himself anymore, instead deciding to go with what his heart commanded. He wanted to punch himself for never realising that somehow the masks that he always put on had scarred his mind, possibly forever. Renard anguished inside. Just who was he? The voice speaking? Or whoever he thought he was? He couldn't even tell who he was.
Oh... right. The true Renard had died a long time ago along with his memories. Renard and 'Renard' were not the same person. Renard almost laughed a little. The memory gap was that important; he had changed so much in his missing memories, meaning that when he lost them through amnesia, the two had split. It was ridiculous. Half his heart was missing, hidden somewhere, and unable to survive with only one half, he had found a temporary replacement through his masks.
Time, seemingly frozen but in reality not, had resumed for Renard as he found himself staring down what was beyond the door he had kicked down.
Welcome to hell! Otherwise known as Waise, where some residents literally lack any color at all, where ponies walk around in the guise of human form, where adolescents raise stones inexplicably with a tip of their hat, where rune covered monsters stalk you for no apparent reason, where whales miraculously fall from the sky, where child serial killers roam the streets and act like harlots, where people smirk and grin way too much, where a certain God has nothing better to do than seek entertainment from mortals, where adventurers take sled rides on their shields, where jokes are rarely appreciated, aaaaand much, MUCH more!
Renard drearily looks at Ariel for a few seconds, saying nothing. It appears as if he is looking straight through him, still distracted by something or another. He opens his mouth to presumably speak, but he angrily bites his lip and furrows his brow, quickly turning around to kick open the door in front of them.
Unbeknownst to Ariel, this was because Renard could not trust himself anymore, instead deciding to go with what his heart commanded. He wanted to punch himself for never realising that somehow the masks that he always put on had scarred his mind, possibly forever. Renard anguished inside. Just who was he? The voice speaking? Or whoever he thought he was? He couldn't even tell who he was.
Oh... right. The true Renard had died a long time ago along with his memories. Renard and 'Renard' were not the same person. Renard almost laughed a little. The memory gap was that important; he had changed so much in his missing memories, meaning that when he lost them through amnesia, the two had split. It was ridiculous. Half his heart was missing, hidden somewhere, and unable to survive with only one half, he had found a temporary replacement through his masks.
Time, seemingly frozen but in reality not, had resumed for Renard as he found himself staring down what was beyond the door he had kicked down.
Inside, the sounds continue, occasionally accompanied by a hissing sound. Suddenly, a loud crack is heard, and the sounds die out, followed by a person cursing.
"Just let me know if I can help, eh?" Ariel casually offered, leering and just kinda shifting from Renard's path in busting open the door. He was more concerned about Renard's well being than any odd noise or things they might find inside the house.
He didn't want to show his concern for Renard too much, because that would have been sorta gay. There was also the present shift in Ariel's emotional status that was oddly toying with him. He was suddenly loosing a bit of exuberance for current events, and had no idea why. Maybe he just made for a very moody type of human. But he did find some type of responsibility to help Renard out, if he could, a feeling that probably derived from the fact that he knew a little about the issues surrounding Renard's past, and also due to what seemed to be a developing fondness for Renard's rather cute self-important personality since they met.
When the door had been opened, he draws his sword in a ho-hum fashion and said, 'Surprise' in a voice hardly animated.
Unfortunately for Boris, the sword was expecting him, though not exactly expecting him to arrive this fast. Boris lands on the flat of the blade, which he also hits with his Bone. The impact of the bone causes a catapult-like effect, and the blade launches Boris, who goes flying towards Jack.
Boris is flying again, but not at all unhappy about it; smiling from ear to ear and chuckling ecstatically, bone in hand, arms and legs flailing as he speeds through the air and comes crashing down on his friend. Laying face to face on top Jack in the dirt, the crowd goes wild with cheer, but now their chanting has changed to that of discord; widespread conflict as to which side to actually support.
Taking the time out to be courteous, Boris says 'Hello Jack, Boris sure is having fun!' before lifting off the poor soul and charging into battle again.
"Come and have some fun with Boris, Jack!" He calls back as he runs at inhuman speed towards the knight, bone raised ready with both hands in front of him.
Boris is more than happy to oblige, since the constant pressure on the bone is continuing to feed him strength. Before Jack makes his climb over the shield, Boris summons all that extra strength, and in doing that Jack feels the surge of power like a jolt through the shield, letting Jack know he was ready. Once Jack has arrived behind the shield, Boris starts chuckles, very excited as he hears the sound of Jack striking at the sword.
Meanwhile, Buttons gives up on trying to escape, and taking a seat in the dirt at a safe distance, he just watches on. He begins to purr as he watches the antics of Boris and Jack.
Bob continues his staggered approach towards the the center of the action, drawing very close now.
The crowd is going crazy with cheer, and their chanting changes from being in favor of the knight to being in favor of Boris and Jack, yelling, 'KILL IT-KILL IT-KILL IT-KILL IT".
Revel is smile from ear to ear, forgetting about his grapes, as he is far too engrossed with what will happen next.
Silas enters the house to be hopefully surprised by a display of candles laid out on the floor surrounding a bed, some of these candles have been placed to allow passage through them to the bed. The bed is layered with many soft feathered blue pillows and pink rose petals.
On the other side of the room is a small table with two chairs, facing each other from opposing sides. The table itself is heavily laden with food, mostly treats such as cakes, pies and honey, yet that display too is romantically designed, having a silver candle stand in its midst, a bottle of red on a side table.
Gripping tight to his hand, Annie pulls him into the house further. Her strength is beyond that of a girl her size. He can but allow this to happen. Once they are standing between the two displays, Annie appears to him again. Still holding his hand, she is facing him, smiling warmly.
“That’s just how my mother used to do it for her favorites.” She tells him with a quick glance to the bed arrangement. “And… well… I know those thoughts you had about me back near the church last night. You desired me, right?” She giggles soft, stepping closer. Her perfumed breath caresses his face; “You can teach me, yes?” She then regards the table, not seemingly as interested in the prospect. “…Or, if you prefer, we can just have a romantic dinner…? Just the two of us….”
Annie’s face becomes severe now, to the point of gritting her teeth, before ending the proposal. “The choice is yours.”
As Arin is leaving the house, he hears Annie call after him with. “I sure wish you could stay for a while. It sure was nice to meet you.
However, as the unseen person passes Arin outside of the house, Arin does see something… overwhelming. Twenty men, seven feet tall and of great physical prowess - yet they are all the same man. It is Boris, only these twenty Boris’s are much different than the Boris the others in town have come to know. His eyes are flared with fire. His teeth are protruding and serrated alike those of a Parana. He is only wearing pants to expose the massive muscles of his torso, and his hands are weapons all their own, each finger tips with hunter knife type claws.
The twenty Boris’s are Surrounding Arin in an arch formation by the house. If Arin chooses to flee, the only means of escape is to retreat back into the house with Annie.
The twenty Boris’s speak in unison as they begin their approach of Arin. “Boris kill you now!”
When Chisille completes her Tantrum, she turns to meet with the tall, dark figure standing before her. She is trapped between them and the wall. The Figure does not attack. They move one hand out from their sleeve, yet the movement is unseen, as it be in one moment their arms are folded, hands tucked up their sleeves, in the next moment one hand is stretched out over Chisille.
In that instant, Chisille feels a flutter in her heart, as if her emotions were tickled by a benign energy. Though be it against her will to feel these things, she cannot help but be subdued by the benign influence of the power. Before long, Chisille can see images play out in her mind’s eye, temporarily removing her physical vision. The images are fast and in sequence, showing her all that had happened in the Undertakers house, followed by the incident near the tree where the impostor dragon had been slain. Once this sequence of events had played out, only an image of Annie remained in her mind, be it only for a few seconds. The image of Annie fades and Chisille once again received her eyesight.
She was still feeling the kind and warming emotions that the dark figure had bestowed upon her, but now the figure was standing with his hands tucked back in his sleeves.
They spoke:
“You need not be afraid. The child has deceived you. We wish not to harm you. It is only the child we seek. You will help us…. You will live.”
As they walked arm in arm, Annie was beginning to feel physically better. One thing, however, seemed to be at play in her thoughts, keeping her attention distant for a time. At last she looks up to Ei, and asks the question that had been plaguing her thoughts for some time.
“Is it you? Are you the one responsible for the monsters? I don’t mind if you are…. Tell me… you will, right? Tell me everything.”
The River House.
As the man speaks, Ki enters and Vernon wraps one arm around her. Once the man finishes, he replied in kind.
Thanks for sharing... But you see this girl? Her innocent life depends on any other information you can provide. Any other details you might be leaving out, maybe something that was said by the witch or anyone else, even if it’s something you don’t deem important enough to mention, it may in some way be of help in pointing us in the right direction.”
Outside, Vernon can hear the muffled conversation, the voice of a new female arrival is clear.
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From the other side of the door come various different sounds, as if some large, heavy object is constantly being moved up and down, accompanied by a puffing noise.
The sword, taking serious damage, slams itself into the ground. It's runes light up, and a blast of energy is released, knocking Boris and Jack away, and causing Jack to let go of Magebuster. It flies right past Boris' head and gets stuck in the wall above Buttons, making for a very useful platform for him to hop onto and into the gallery where the people are watching the fight.
Ei seems to be cheerful while she and Annie walked away from the square in an attempt to not draw the Order's attention. While walking, Annie asks Ei a question, a question on whether or not Ei was responsible for the monsters. Ei smiles at Annie and answers.
"Not quite. I do admit that some things in this town are my doing and that in theory I could create creatures akin to those that roam this town, the ongoings here in Waise are not my responsibility."
"While I originally had another goal in mind when I came here, I must admit that meeting you here is something of which I am really happy that it happened."
The man seems a bit confused when he sees Ki, but shrugs it off. He thinks for a moment before seemingly suddenly remembering something.
"While I do not know if it was the Witches doing or not, I can remember her Shadow seemingly being... Alive. It moved about like a creature on it's own, though it didn't deviate much from where it would normally be."
At the end of her tantrum, Chisille snorted in disgust at the mess she had made. Not because she had caused so much damage, but because it didn't bring her any closer to any of her goals. She turned to leave through the window that she had come in from when she saw that she was now in the presence of a similar looking dark figure, just like the one she saw attacking them. She backed away out of surprise. 'How did they walk into the room without me noticing? I would've heard or seen something before they got here.' she thought, but that didn't matter. She was still very angry at this particular individual, and they needed to pay for what they had done.
She had intended to lash out with her tail before unloading a wave of flames at them, but her actions were cut short by an overwhelming surge of emotional manipulation that she didn't have any hope to control. She wanted to feel scared at what was happening,but the strange satisfaction and pleasure that had come over her but she simply couldn't.
When the images came and took her sight with it she froze in place, relaxing a bit while her eyes stared forward unblinkingly. Each image played quickly before moving to the next. At first she was confused as to why she was seeing all of this, then by the end of it the pieces of the puzzle had come together in her mind. She needed only to hear the confirmation about what she had pieced together.
When her sight returned, she straightened herself up again, both shaking her head from the images and blinking hard a few times to confirm that she was still in the room that she belonged in. She looked up at the figure, the emotions of hatred had simmered down, and even then the content feelings she was experiencing was still in effect. She didn't feel like running away from them or burning them to ash at the moment.
The other dragon was a lie, sadly. She got the confirmation she was expecting. However she was being asked to help them now, oddly enough. She didn't know what to think about that with everything she was told even with her hatred of humans, but with her attitude locked into a positive one, she felt like it was the better thing to do.
"She... Femmell was not real? I... want to feel... sad, but I don't. Yes. I will help find her."
Current Avatar: Matt the Pirate Knight (Bullet Heaven 2)
Meet Ashen the shoulder dragon!
When the blast of energy was released, knocking Jack and Boris away, the crowd of spectators 'Whoa'd', then started chanting in favor of the knight again, While Revel laughed hardily, tossed his grapes of his shoulder into the crowd, and produced a bucket sized glass of beer that he quickly started devouring.
Boris, filled with his added might, didn't give the energy blast time to have him land on his back or fall over. He found himself fixing his stability mid air, kicking his feet, and then hit the ground running and charging at the knight to follow up on Jack's attack. After taking a few amazingly fast steps, he leaped forward with a somersault, landing behind the shield, while simultaneously spinning back on his landing to bring down his bone with yet another heavy strike to the sword.
Meanwhile, Buttons, although he didn't really have time to flinch, managed to watch as Magebuster came towards him and narrowly missed his head. He looks up at it, raises a brow, 'meows curiously', and considers his option. Now that he had had some time to think on the situation, Buttons wasn't altogether comfortable joining the crowd of onlookers, being that they were loud and rough looking, but it had to be safer than where he was.
Using Magebuster as a stepping platform, he jumped up on the edge of the barrier, gave a look to the old man who was seated in the front row seat closest to him, and told him to move. The elderly man was so shocked by seeing a talking cat, he didn't even believe it at first. So Buttons told him to move again, a little more louder and demanding this time, which resulted in the old man keeling over with a heart attack. The other spectators in the seats within hearing range looked at Buttons as if they had seen the incarnate of a demon beast, and took off running. Buttons sighed, but felt somehow endeared by the effect he had on them. He took his place on the seat where the old man had been sitting, feeling comfortable that all the noisy spectators within a 7 seat radius had vacated, and continued to watch the fight.
Bob on the other hand, close enough to the action to feel the tail end of the shock wave from the knights sword, stopped briefly, swaying a moment to steady himself, then continued to stagger towards the knight.
Ariel is a little taken by the sound behind the door, looking back to Renard with a cheeky grin, motioning with his hand to hurry up as he called to him in a hushed voice - "Quick, get over her. I think there's someone inside doing something weird!"
Name: Knyaz Bozhidar the Illegitimate one
Species: Human
Appearance: Although I'm bad at drawing, i'm also worse describing.
Abilities: Bozhidar Stronk! The Bardiche he carries can smash through blocks and can easily break shields.
Special Weaknesses (If any): Somewhere along his exploits, he was cursed upon finding an ancient tome barring him to use magic ever again.
Items they have: A Bardiche used by two hands, Lamellar armor based on the armor of the medieval Slavs, and a one handed Military hammer for when the Bardiche is unavailable
Backstory (Optional): Bozhidar came into the world of declining nobility, his family owning only the house they lived in, nevertheless, despite his parents' hardships, they educated him as well as they could, preparing him for the life of nobility, and the trials of aristocracy.
However, things soon went to the trash, as both of his parents died to a disease, and the life of nobility he was prepared for was gone.
As a boy growing out of childhood, he took to the streets, begging, thieving, and doing dirty work for gangs was he did to survive on the harsh streets of Yaroslava, always one step ahead of the law and rival gangs who wished him ill.
Then, as a young adult, Life changed, as it always does.
Somewhere along the line he became a man, and his thieving and banditry would soon cease as he became a squire, paying for the education from the stolen gold, and the whole world seemed to change around him, when he was named squire to a noble at court, he practiced long hours with weapons, learning how to deal out hard knocks and how to take them, too. He was obligated to his lord, and of his duties to one day might be his vassals. But in addition to learning the chivalric ideal, he learned about the harsh ways of politics, stories of ruthless power politics, of betrayals and usurpations of men who used guile as well as valor to achieve their goals, and was accused of being an illegitimate heir.
Then something changed inside Bozhidar, and only he knows now why he gave up his old life and became an adventurer, and as he heard rumors of the Waise Plateau, he immediately rode out and now stand at it's gates.
Other:
Other things of note:
Knyaz - Duke/Prince
Lamellar Armor = Lamellar armour is a type of body armour, made from small rectangular plates (scales or lamellae) of iron, leather (rawhide), or bronze laced into horizontal rows.
^early medieval slavic armor
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a joke
edit: updated the portrait to a less trashier one.
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Orson finds himself in a stadium, he doesn't know why he is there but it seems that nothing is really happening to him at the moment, so he slowly backs up to the wall behind him and then observes the chaos unfold, he knows that something is going to drag him into the conflict, but he decides to savor the moment for now and continue to watch.
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Several of the Spectators near Orson lean over the edge of the barrier, booing Orson with their thumbs turned down, very unhappy about his unwillingness to join in the fight. Revel also catches sight of this, but he just won't stand for such an outrage - he must be entertained by all on the floor!
With a quick whirl of his index finger, a Raptor like creature, about man height, appears a few meters in front of Orson, whipping its tails and showing its shiny display of razor teeth. It looks at the crowd, then back At Orson, before making a quick dash at him with mouth gnashing wildly.
The crowd gives an extra cheer, excited that now two fights will be taking place.
Renard doesn't even notice the storm disappearing as he listens to what seems like his own thoughts. Yeah... that'd be nice... he thinks to himself. I want some power...
He suddenly realises that the voice wasn't in fact his own thoughts and sounded unfamiliar to him. He shakes his head; it must've just been an auditory hallucination.
Renard seems to be distracted by something before answering.
"Oh, uh-- yeah, right behind you," he says, following Ariel slowly.
Renard doesn't seem to be paying much attention to the situation, appearing to be in some sort of daze.
"Try shooting them through the door," Renard says plainly.
"Well excuse me!" He shouts at the crowd, they already had 1 fight going on, and if Jack and the others all died, then he would have to take on the knight, so there was no reason for them to be so angry.
Orson continues to stand there, but then...
Orson jumps back at the wall when this weird creature he has never seen before suddenly pops into existence, right in front of Orson.
"Erm, what are you-"
Orson then jumps out of the way to the right, as he knew that the creature was probably hostile, otherwise it wouldn't have been summoned in front of him.
Orson then draws out a dagger he had kept in his pocket, the metal used to make it has gone a light, sand green color and isn't in the best condition, but it will do.
Orson sees the crowd in the corner of his eye, insulted by it, they already had 1 fight against a giant, ghost knight! how could they not be entertained.
"Well if they came here for entertainment, then they get entertainment."
Orson then runs at the weird creature with a stupid looking face and attempts to thrust the dagger into the creature's chest, while yelling a war cry for added effect.
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The blade, not being in the best condition, makes a small penetration, enough to make the raptor reel back with a high pitched screech, but it wasn't seriously damaged and lunges in for a another snap at Orson, But its strike was a little inaccurate, and its teeth bite down getting caught on his potato sack hood. It goes to pull away, knowing it didn't have a good grip. The pull away was in a sideways motion, yanking its head repeatedly to free its teeth. Orson's head is being jerked sharply about inside his hood with every tug as he feels the hood coming loose from his head.
The crowd nearby cheer for Orson when he strikes the creature, but then cheer for the creature when they see it isn't seriously hurt.
Orson then grabs his hood and tries his best to keep it on, while also trying to stab the raptor in the eye and dig into the eye, hopefully trying to make it let go or kill it, while also stepping on it's foot to add a little extra pain, free of charge.
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The Raptor is moving its head so fast to try and free its teeth that the blade continues to miss its eyes, not to mention its skin is a thick hide, so Orson's efforts are really just making shallow slash all over the place. but the constant hammering of the blade only serves to aggravate the creature further, causing it to thrash about even more violently. While doing so, it uses it's foot to reach out, driving its long claws into the flesh of Orson's thigh and pinning him to the ground, then proceeds to yank back at the hood so hard it begins to rip.
Ariel steps away from the door, finding more concern for Renard's distracted behavior than the suspicious sounds coming from inside the house.
"You ok, or what?"
Orson then yanks his leg out of the raptor's claws, painfully, though curiously there is no blood spilled, but only Orson yelling in pain a bit.
Then Orson lets go of his hood, and stumbles back, what is revealed under the hood is, to say the least, surprising. There is no flesh on his head, only a skull, the eyes have rotted out and with it, almost every other fleshy part on his head, Orson then stares at the raptor, clenching his fists with anger as his secret was revealed, not by a man, but a dumb, brainless creature that he has never seen before, though if his secret was revealed by a more capable entity he would still be mad, but this is absurd.
Orson then decides that taking this ugly creature on cannot be resolved with brute force, as it's unexpectedly strong hide somehow protects it from his dagger, so he then stands there and waits for the raptor to attack, while also turning to the ghost knight and yelling profanities at it.
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Now that the hood is free from Orson's head, the creature's teeth finally loosen from their bind, flicking their head to cast the hood aside, which happens to land at Orson's feet.
The crowd is stunned at the sight of Orson's skull head for a moment, then all let out a loud 'eeewwwwwww!'
When the raptor like creature sees his head as well, in just kinda steps back, tilts its head curiously disgusted by the sight of the guy, then decides to walk away. It pays no mind to the other battle taking place, however continues to look around in another direction for food, hopefully something with meat on it.
When Revel sees this he lets out a short sigh and rolls his eyes.
"Well, that's a party crasher if I've ever seen one. Stupid inbred bird thing." And just like that the raptor like creature vanished.
In that moment, Revel, even though he knew what was hidden beneath the potato sack hood before it was revealed, couldn't help but feel pity for Orson, so with a quick wink in Orson's direction, Orson appearing in the Imperial box on the seat beside Revel, with a brand new mint condition potato sack in Orson's lap.
"Never mind those mindless and inconsiderate spectators," He tell's Orson with a nudge of his elbow, "You can sit up here with me and watch the fight. And here, have a real dagger." Revel hands Orson a shining new dagger made of an unfamiliar metallic material with a razor sharp edge. "That thing will never rust, dull, or break. Plus! - it hits anything you intend to throw it at. Can't miss! What's more, it will always return to you, no matter what. Practically impossible to lose the damn thing!"
There is an inscription on the handle that reads:
For my extremely malnourished friend, Orson....
From your ever watchful partner in crime, Revel.
Revel then offers Orson a drink from his bucket sized glass of beer.
"Drink? Or you don't have the stomach for it?"
Holy nut cracker on a stick, Betty is really mad! I'm say'n really, really really dammmm mad! But I'll get back that in a second.
Outside of the wall of the barrier, when I'm just assuming the dark guys have gone away, the balls of fire like things that were hovering in the air drop. When that happens the fire is gone and then the balls crack open against the ground like eggs. From inside each one of them a bunch of little creatures crawl out. You can pretty much picture them as little gremlin type beings from some other world or dimension, but they aren't gremlins at all really. They are very fuzzy and their fur is typically green in color with brown stripes. They have two legs, two arms and hands with apposable thumbs. They are skinny, but their fur makes em look tubby, and they stand about two foot in height. They have little stubby round ears, a black button nose, little yellow beady eyes and a wide mouth filled with thousands of tiny sharp teeth like needles. They also have a very long thin blue tongue for lapping stuff up. Anyway! Once they break free from these shells, they look around at each other, say some words in their own language, giggle a lot like depraved lunatics, the set off together in no particular direction. This all happens after Chissy ran away, so no one really knows they exist yet. Wow, that was a lot of explaining.... Moving on!
So where was Betty. Oh yeah, that's right, she is really, really angry. After seeing Chissy run off and then seeing that other dragon get killed she just about loses her mind. She takes Lyudmila by the shoulder shaking the poor witch uncontrollable while asking her 'why' over and over again. Once she stops shaking the hell out of the witch she settles a bit but suggests that they should bury the poor dragon baby, but not until after they catch up to poor Chissy. Now, I just realized that it might have been hard for Betty to tell which Dragon actually died. Well, I'm here to tell ya that it was simple. Betty had half an eye on Chissy the whole gosh darn time so she was easy enough to keep track of. Done.
After suggesting they go find Chissy, Betty tells Lyudmila to lower the damn barrier so they can start their search. I'm assuming that Lyudmila will just say yes to this, so Betty then starts running out into town screaming Chissy's name at the top of her voice, and I'm hoping that Lyudmila just kinda follows along at this point. Now, you might think this is just dumb luck, but it just so happens that after Betty loses her voice but keeps on looking, she spots Chissy's paw prints in the mud caused by the rain and melted snow next to some building.
Being real cautious as to not alarm the poor baby any more than she must have already been, Betty sneaks inside and lone behold! There she was! Now the place was a bit of a mess like someone had recently trashed the place, but Betty didn't pay the mess much mind because she also saw that tall dark figure standing right there in front of the little dragon. Chissy doesn't notice Betty at first, but just after she hears Chissy say the words, "I... want to feel... sad, but I don't. Yes. I will help find her." and payn no mind at all to what that might just mean, Betty loses all control. For a moment she forgets about the magic and runs at the dark guy, jumping on his back piggyback style and beating his head with her fist while screaming at him to leave her dragon along. At the same time she was yelling at Chissy to go wait outside and that she wouldn't take no for an answer. After about, well, I don't know how long, Betty remembers herself and jumps off his back, and that's when she gets out her magic and lashing at the dark guy with all the words she could think of!
Gosh dammit all anyway, before long there were bats and snakes and buffalo and crocodiles and chickens and manner of animals, some of which weren't even recognizable, converging in a frenzied attack on the dark figure guy. Pretty soon tho, the house was kinda too full of animals to stick around in, so Betty had to leave. She left real fast and hopefully found her dragon waiting outside.
And that will just about do that for now.
Back on the Farm! Betty's dad, Ezmond, finally found where his darling daughter was, but had no freaking idea how in all of hell she could have wound up there. "That gosh darn mouth of hers." he said with a shake of his head, then packing a bag with a light lunch and few small items he decides he better go on after her.
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Unfortunately for Boris, the sword was expecting him, though not exactly expecting him to arrive this fast. Boris lands on the flat of the blade, which he also hits with his Bone. The impact of the bone causes a catapult-like effect, and the blade launches Boris, who goes flying towards Jack.
Inside, the sounds continue, occasionally accompanied by a hissing sound. Suddenly, a loud crack is heard, and the sounds die out, followed by a person cursing.
"I can grant you power, all you need to do is ask." The voice says again, unchanged from when it last spoke.
Not wanting to feel the wrath of an Angry Betty, Lyudmila does as Betty asks, lowering the barrier and following Betty around, and staying a safe distance away from her when she summons all those creatures to maul the dark person who previously attacked them.
Accepted
Renard drearily looks at Ariel for a few seconds, saying nothing. It appears as if he is looking straight through him, still distracted by something or another. He opens his mouth to presumably speak, but he angrily bites his lip and furrows his brow, quickly turning around to kick open the door in front of them.
Unbeknownst to Ariel, this was because Renard could not trust himself anymore, instead deciding to go with what his heart commanded. He wanted to punch himself for never realising that somehow the masks that he always put on had scarred his mind, possibly forever. Renard anguished inside. Just who was he? The voice speaking? Or whoever he thought he was? He couldn't even tell who he was.
Oh... right. The true Renard had died a long time ago along with his memories. Renard and 'Renard' were not the same person. Renard almost laughed a little. The memory gap was that important; he had changed so much in his missing memories, meaning that when he lost them through amnesia, the two had split. It was ridiculous. Half his heart was missing, hidden somewhere, and unable to survive with only one half, he had found a temporary replacement through his masks.
Time, seemingly frozen but in reality not, had resumed for Renard as he found himself staring down what was beyond the door he had kicked down.
Welcome to hell! Otherwise known as Waise, where some residents literally lack any color at all, where ponies walk around in the guise of human form, where adolescents raise stones inexplicably with a tip of their hat, where rune covered monsters stalk you for no apparent reason, where whales miraculously fall from the sky, where child serial killers roam the streets and act like harlots, where people smirk and grin way too much, where a certain God has nothing better to do than seek entertainment from mortals, where adventurers take sled rides on their shields, where jokes are rarely appreciated, aaaaand much, MUCH more!
"Just let me know if I can help, eh?" Ariel casually offered, leering and just kinda shifting from Renard's path in busting open the door. He was more concerned about Renard's well being than any odd noise or things they might find inside the house.
He didn't want to show his concern for Renard too much, because that would have been sorta gay. There was also the present shift in Ariel's emotional status that was oddly toying with him. He was suddenly loosing a bit of exuberance for current events, and had no idea why. Maybe he just made for a very moody type of human. But he did find some type of responsibility to help Renard out, if he could, a feeling that probably derived from the fact that he knew a little about the issues surrounding Renard's past, and also due to what seemed to be a developing fondness for Renard's rather cute self-important personality since they met.
When the door had been opened, he draws his sword in a ho-hum fashion and said, 'Surprise' in a voice hardly animated.
Boris is flying again, but not at all unhappy about it; smiling from ear to ear and chuckling ecstatically, bone in hand, arms and legs flailing as he speeds through the air and comes crashing down on his friend. Laying face to face on top Jack in the dirt, the crowd goes wild with cheer, but now their chanting has changed to that of discord; widespread conflict as to which side to actually support.
Taking the time out to be courteous, Boris says 'Hello Jack, Boris sure is having fun!' before lifting off the poor soul and charging into battle again.
"Come and have some fun with Boris, Jack!" He calls back as he runs at inhuman speed towards the knight, bone raised ready with both hands in front of him.