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Astra watched Myra in anticipation while Vrexen watched from the corner of his eye. His curiosity had grown towards Myra’s ability to speak but he’d never make that obvious. Astra was far more invested, as she should have been. Myra being able to speak with fluidity would open countless opportunities herself and better yet, for Astra. She leaned in closer to Myra when the demon showcased a look of determination.

Confidence!
Conviction

The two were indeed impressed, even when Myra spoke in a broken tongue. Vrexen found Myra's attempt at a purchase adequate due to her getting her point across. Astra wouldn't be so easily satisfied. Full sentences out of Myra were the goal for Astra. With enough time, she wouldn't need Vrexen and his savage nature.

Astra and Vrexen might have supervised the rest of Myra's transaction, but the approach of a well-dressed dark elven male grabbed their attention. Unlike the other dark elves in the market, he was not sporting a military uniform. In fact, Astra found the dark elf to be rather dashing. She smiled and brushed away any strands of hair from her face. His interest was in her company, but the dark elf was addressing her.

“Well, yes. The Twin-” Astra felt a large hand grasp her shoulder and guide her aside. “Ugh.” She simply scowled at Vrexen, not having any other option in protesting his actions.

“Move.” Vrexen stepped forward to address the stranger who voiced an interest in his kind. Enough to approach in an attempt to feed his curiosity, or perhaps it was something more than just that. He sized up the stranger some, peering at the elf briefly without uttering a word. “Your magic… It’s dense.” He glanced at Astra, silently comparing the two before he finally answered the dark elf. “Your twin heads summoned seven of my siblings. Each powerful in their own right…”

“What’s your interest in them, anyway? You don’t appear to be a soldier unless military officers had their uniforms upgraded to make them more attractive conquerors.” Astra chuckled. She glanced back at Myra, seeing that the orc had actually been quite fair to her in giving her the difference back with three gold amas. The shopkeeper handed Myra her purchase with a stone-faced expression but cracked a small grin at her when he believed no one else was looking.

When Yuka approached, Aiko welcomed her warmly. The ambient energy wafting off of her was delicious. They were too busy fighting fires last night to do much better than break even by the time folks started walking up. A brief breath of vital vapors. She retreated all too quickly, but he would just have to make do.

"She was not with me, and nowhere to be found. I can only assume she recovered after I administered the antidote and made off. Can't blame her, after last night. I wouldn't be too keen to stick around, either."

The question was given to them, of their next destination. The demi-human-shaped succubus pondered briefly, though their preference was not hard to settle. "The stout folks of Ironhold would surely be a great benefit, yes?" And they'd be less likely to sniff them out. Somehow, the River Fairy Kingdom felt like the bigger threat to Aiko's cover story. At the same time, "though, the fairies of the river would have useful magics for our cause. It would be foolish to ignore their talents. Perhaps we can make plans to go there from Ironhold." Perhaps we can send someone else there and I can dodge the ordeal.

Time: Morning
Location: Tavern
Location: @Potter Xavier @CitrusArms Aiko @Helo Orias
Equipment: Dress and thigh-high socks(Slits on the inner sides of the sleeves), Black boots, Pouch with amas, Lipstick, Mysterious bag of fun drugs


Nabarra was apparently gone, which Yuka found herself indifferent to. Though she had been fun to rile up and possibly more fun if drugged, Yuka found her personality to be a possible clash with the upbeat environment she preferred. She shrugged it off with ease and focused on her cute male companions that she had collected. Koldar answered her question with two suggestions. Yuka considered his's words for a moment, thoughtfully tapping her chin with her nail. "Mmm yeah you got a point there. Ironhold..." She held up her hands and opened them, laying out her palms like a scale, lifting her left for the first option, then slowly lowering it and raising her right palm, "Orrrr River Kingdom."

As Aiko voiced his opinion, Yuka raised her hand representing Ironhold up,
"Cute little men with big, not-so-cute, yet powerful weaponry... Or gorgeous fairies with mysterious alcohol and enchanting magic?"

Yuka smiled wide and lifted both her hands into the air, "Both!" She exclaimed in agreement with Aiko and hopped off the bar. She grabbed the arm of a random man sitting at the bar without looking over at him, "Ey you. Amoras are all piled in with dark elves or what?"

"Uhhh.. Yes, ma'am. I heard they're occupied with dark elves being flown in. But, I think they're not using the amora site up in the Avian Kingdom if you could manage to get up there."

Yuka let go of his arm and shook her hand as if she had just touched something dirty. "Sure can." She glanced at her three companions, "Well. I know a way up if you three are ready to leave. Any questions or objections?"

Time: Morning
Location: Aldrakh
Interactions: @princess Maeryn
Equipment: Outfit, Two short swords, a belt with sheaths, flask, transmission bracelet, small bag with 4 large blue potions


Alaia followed Maeryn into the market, looking around at the place only noticing that it seemed worse than living in the slums of Malthemoor. The big hulking orcs looked like they smelled worse than a pile of corpses. She grimaced at them only to have her attention pulled by Maeryn’s voice. She looked up at him then followed his gaze to two demons by a stall. She didn’t feel phased by them at all but she looked to Maeryn anyway with fearful eyes, ” Oh no I hope you will be able to protect me if something happens.” She was really thinking ‘Oh father, everyone is my toy to play with and to cut up to see how they work. Even demons!’

Alaia paused in place to keep the act up “Uh… I am a little scared. I am not sure I want to go.” Moments later she flew behind him quickly staying at his back. She watched as the disgusting white thing spoke and thought about disemboweling it. Imagining her intestines all over the ground gave Alaia goosebumps. She looked at the female dark elf and then the oversized red mut. That girl is uglier than the demons. Ugh. She thought and then managed a smile, ”Oh father! That red creature is beautiful.” She flapped her wings up and flew over to the creature to gently pet his head, ”What a lovely being you are.” She flew back quickly to avoid any counter move by the demon.


Time: Morning
Location: Myriamor
Interactions: @princess Sophie @Mole Aurora @FunnyGuy Slick@Helo Leaf
Equipment: A D&D miniature, a blunt, and the clothes he was given


Caelan glanced around at the stalls with interest. This festival seemed much more fun than walking through the humid woods all day. He looked at all the bizarre clothing and items. “I want to go swimming and play games! What about you guys?” He said to the group excitedly. He watched a man come over with drinks.

Caelan then took one immediately, so fast that the man seemed shocked, then downed it before taking another. He gave the man a pleasant smile. “Thank you!” He added. Caelan then walked over to a stand selling swimwear. “Yo, how much are these?”

”Hello sir! Each swimsuit is five amas each.”The merchant replied.

”I would like to buy this one.” It was oddly designed but he liked the swirl pattern on the shorts. Caelan handed the amas over, taking the shorts before heading back to the group. “Guys the swimsuits are five amas over there.”

Time:Morning
Location: The Harem
Interaction:@HeloNym @Tae Lizzie @Alivefalling Barboda @Potter Tigerlily @Infinite Cosmos Tesoro @FunnyGuyArdyn
Equipment:Black coat with fur trim on the hood, dark-colored, plain male clothing, sword with unbreaking and return enchantments, strength enchanted gloves, 2 medium red potions, hygiene products, timeteller, wayfinder, a flask, standard backpack, and an ama pouch with 1800 amas.


Helio had been sprawled out in the crow's nest, his legs hanging through the gaps of the fencing."Noo behave, girls. Not the knees..."He muttered in his sleep, chuckling quietly. It was not long before his eyes suddenly burst open. In a haze of confusion, he quickly jumped to his feet as the sound of random voices filled the air. "She's just a friend I swear!" He exclaimed, looking around wildly. The sight of the sky before him made him do a double-take. The sound of the water gently cradling the ship reached his ears and threw him for a loop. It took him a moment to register recent events and process where he was as his gaze lowered toward the deck of the ship below him.

"Oh... Everyone's up already?" He rubbed his head as fatigue set in. His back ached and he felt even dizzier than his usual hangovers as the ship rocked on the sea. His lips parted and his brows furrowed as he watched Helmet Head launch an bolt from his crossbow. His gaze followed the bolt as it reached the other ship. He titled his head at this new information. "Another ship... Wait. Another ship!? Shit!" Helio could assess that there were definitely way more people on the other guy's ship. He knew better than to hesitate during a battle where they were outmatched. The timing was awfully unfortunate. He had been up late drinking and flirting way too much with the women on the ship. He had gotten five hours of sleep at best.

He shook his head in annoyance, then began to form dark energy in one hand. It was a black, dense mass with dark clouding that surrounded it, which seemed to coat his forearm as the ball was created. His wings flapped as he took flight and began to descend quickly. He launched a decently sized orb of darkness towards the deck of the other ship, "It's not even fucking noon!" He yelled with exasperation and anger at them.

Helio was known to be quite irritable when he was hungover and low on sleep.

_{T I M E : M O R N I N G
L O C A T I O N : M Y R I A M O R B E D & B R E A K F A S T
I N T E R A C T I O N S : C A E L A N , R O S A R I A , S O P H I E , N U A L L Á N , J O M A R I
T A G S : @Potter, @13org, @Alivefalling, @princess, @baraquiel
E Q U I P M E N T : W A T E R F L A S K , W A Y F I N D E R , T R A N S M I S S I O N B R A C E L E T}



Aurora enjoyed the light breakfast, using her cutlery and other such utensils with graceful gestures that paralleled that of a creature with his eye sight. Her senses told her to ignore the small-winged one. Romance was such a monster at times. It was much like the tongue, such a small but powerful thing. When the two combined, she would rather not listen. However, the small creature came and began entertaining her intoxicated self with her hair.

”…” Aurora has nothing to say as she allowed the movement to hum through her hair. The tipsy sounds were pleasant in their own right. Unfortunately, there was little Aurora felt she could do to truly dissuade the pixie from minding herself so selfishly. Her endeavors appeared so remote and distracted by the liquor that Aurora found perhaps the little one would be more secure in her strands of hair.”You are causing quite a sensation, my little dear one,” she smiled sweetly. The knit in her brows loosened, and a gentle look softened her usual face of concern. ”I have quite the responsibility, now, do I not? How am I to do anything with you being languid? You ought to hold stronger to your convictions.”

Her head tilted as a small laugh sighed from her. Despite her relaxed disposition, her mind was combing through her dream. It seemed suitable, now that the dream has happened. If not for her father, she wished for Nuállan to be near for some sort of dutiful conversation. Princess Rosaria should have been made aware of her vision, but the light elf has hesitated. Yet, it may very well be nothing but a glimmer of a false reality. She hoped so, if not for herself then for most certainly her loyalties.

Xavier listened to Yuka’s friends and she conversed. He was quiet and eying the scenery with interest. It looked much like home to him, although the occupants were strange. There were the pointy-eared folk apparently called elves, and more animal-human hybrids and some people with wings. He saw a few tall green beasts too. Knowing his starring might catch attention, he turned back to the others. He noted the creatures and reminded himself to ask Yuka about them later.

When Koldar mentioned the Black Market, his eyes widened. What? A black market and dragons? This is crazy... What else does this world have? Panic settled in his eyes and he glanced at Yuka. Fortunately the conversation moved quickly. Someone named “Nabbarra” had disappeared which he found cumbersome and mysterious. Did people disappear often here? He frowned and folded his arms, feeling hot in the weird cloak but not complaining as he was grateful for Yuka’s help. The locations “Ironhold” and “River Kingdom,” both sounded fascinating places with more interesting creatures. He watched Yuka figuratively weigh the decisions and started chuckling to himself. What was an Amora, he wondered? He cleared his throat and nodded as if he understood what was going on. ”Alright. Let’s go.” He glanced at the others with a charming smile. ”Before the dark elves take all the good seats.”

It was early, but Yuka's antics were refreshing. Or perhaps it was her ambiance. Whatever the case, Aiko was appreciative of her presence. The past couple of days had them in a funk without them really realizing, but they were starting to feel a little better.

"Yes, I don't suppose I'll be back for a while. Hmm.. no, I don't need anything." Aiko picked up a napkin from a table and approached Yuka, taking her hand a wiping it for her. "No, I don't sprout wings, sorry." A careful half-truth. Their shape shifting was, in fact, limited.

He leaned back on the bar, "hey, boss. You can pack my things up, if you need the room. I'm going to get out of the city for a while." There wasn't anything important to grab, and nothing embarrassing for the man to have to touch. Mostly just some clothes. He left the napkin on the counter.

"I suppose they probably leave it alone because it's a pain to get to. Wouldn't you?" Ah, but if they kept talking, they'd never go anywhere. "Since we're all in agreement, let's go." The fox moved to the door, peeking out for anything strange before waiting to open it for his companions. On to a place with, hopefully, a better pick of dreams to sup from.

Time:Morning
Location:Aldrakh
Interactions:@Alivefalling Alaia @FunnyGuy Vrexen/Astra @13org Myra
Equipment: Crossbow, outfit, Backpack with hygienic supplies, two daggers, flask, skinning knife, trapping wire, rope, small cooking pot, transmission bracelet, water purifier


Maeryn met the eyes of the red being as he spoke. He had heard rumors of the Sevens Sins being summoned but he had not been certain it would be followed through on. This news was bittersweet as power of that magnitude could aid in vanquishing the humans, but could also be dangerous if aimed towards their people. Could they trust their beings? There wasn't much history for reference, but with a threat like this, at least in Maeryn's opinion, this risk was potentially worth it. His eyes slid to the dark elf now as she spoke and exhaled gently before replying. His expression remained unchanged. "You are correct. I am not a soldier. I am simply a hunter who wishes to hunt before he is hunted."

He began to carefully decide on his next sentence, only to be interrupted by the sound of his daughter. He watched in apprehension as she went to pet the demon. Maeryn wished she'd listen to him for once, but knew the sweet girl was innocent and naive. It could not be helped. He gave Alaia a stern look, warning her with his gaze to halt her current activity. "My apologies. Fairies are of the affectionate sort. She will not touch you again."

Hoping to get something out of this before things potentially escalated up the wrong path, Maeryn quickly continued speaking, "I am here to gather information regarding the location of humans. If you have information that could perhaps aid in my task or a similar objective, I would be grateful to hear what you are willing to share."

Time: Morning
Location: Tavern --> Emergency Amora Station outside Roshmi -- Avian City
Location: @Potter Xavier @CitrusArms Aiko @Helo Orias
Equipment: Dress and thigh-high socks(Slits on the inner sides of the sleeves), Black boots, Pouch with amas, Lipstick, Mysterious bag of fun drugs


Yuka's brows lifted with curiosity. Xavier was being a lot more compliant than she had thought he would be. She supposed when one was in an unfamiliar realm, there was not much choice. She got a glimpse of his cute smile even under his hood and giggled to herself. Oh I love men! To her delight, the men around her kept replying with agreeance to her proposal. Koldar was ready to go and was calling the bartender down to bring them shots and Aiko seemed ready to go too. She met his eyes as he wiped her hand for her, meeting his gaze with a flirtatious one. "What a sweetheart my Aiko is. I could just kiss you."

She caught a shot glass in her hand and raised it, "To Roshmi and to us! Well said Koldar!" She hung her head back and downed it, wondering if they all were only going to have one shot. She normally helped herself to at least six, especially when times called for celebration. "Oh gosh. This is a bonding moment isn't it? The four of us ought to have an exciting name for our party of misfits! What should we call it? Hmm..." Just as she was bringing everything into a tangent as always, she was caught off guard by Orias's questioning.

"My plan... Oh yes." She suddenly reached in between her breasts and pulled out a pamphlet casually. She opened it and showed it to three. She pointed with her nail, "Lookie here. An emergency amora station to the Avian Kingdom was set up by, you guessed it, the Avians, outside of Roshmi in response to all this war stuff. These papers are like all over the place! I can kinda tell from the map on here where it is so I'll just lead us there."

And with that, Yuka led them outside the tavern and towards the location noted on the pamphlet. After some time, they arrived at a clearing just outside the walls of Roshmi where a makeshift landing area had been created. An amora was docked and boarding already by the time they arrived. The amora waiting there was smaller than the usual but seemed to be able to fit twenty at a time. Yuka gestured for them to follow her on as she sat down on a long wooden bench on the ship. She glanced at Xavier, already feeling amusement as she awaited his reaction. Were there amoras on Earth? She wondered if how strange this all was to him. Once the amora took flight, the group found themselves stepping off into the beautiful Avian City.

"Sooo I don't think that baby Amora flies long distance so we'll have to find the landing dock up here that has the big one... Might also end up costing us some amas to ride this next one." Yuka told them. Winged demihumans of all sorts were stopping to glance their way with curiosity. Yuka playfully posed for them as she gave her comrades a moment to catch their breath.

Time: Morning
Location: Myriamor Plaza- Summer Harvest Festival
Interactions: Caelan @Alivefalling, Aurora @Mole Slick @FunnyGuy Leaf@Helo
Equipment:Clothing,Backpack, Sketchbook with drawings, various drawing supplies, iPhone, a PBJ sandwich, charging cable, strawberry pocky, earphones, and a pouch with two rations of food, water flask, a bar of soap and a few other portable hygienic products.



Sophie smiled at Caelan's statement. It was adorable how excited he was and quite contagious. She found herself excited too. She watched with surprise as he drank his entire cocktail in one gulp. She wondered how he was able to drink all that alcohol so fast. Didn't it taste bitter? She had never tried to do so nor even gotten intoxicated before, so she supposed she wouldn't be able to know without trying. She hoped she wouldn't get drunk and embarrass herself. Well. When in Rome. Or should I say.. When in Avalia? She took a drink off the tray, "Thank you so much!" She took a deep breath and sipped it from the straw. Her eyes lit up in delight. It didn't taste bad at all. It tasted like a wonderful tropical smoothie. Her eyes shut with pleasure as she sipped away at it like a soda. Soooo good!

"Listen here! Just because!" Alette's voice was just barely audible through the air. Sophie opened her eyes to watch her hiccup and interrupt herself. "Just because you are PRETTY and your voice is all pretty! Doesn't mean! I am gonna try to understand your big, funny words!" Alette fluttered from her hair and about the area until she almost crashlanded onto a nearby plant. She curled up on a leaf, possibly too intoxicated to do much else. Sophie thought this was for the best.

Meanwhile, though Slick and Leaf also seemed eager to enjoy the drinks, they did not seem interested in going for a swim, which was unfortunate. Sophie really wanted to get to know them better. Slick spoke like how she would expect a cowboy to sound and then just to behold Leaf, a bipedal, talking Cheetah, was an entirely indescribable experience. They both were so cool! Though she wanted to hang out with them, she felt bad that Caelan wanted to swim and no one else seemed to be volunteering to join him. He had been so kind to her she couldn't possibly leave him on his own. Besides, if this was the finest water in Avalia, she had to swim in it."Slick and Leaf right? I'm happy to hang out with you guys today! I am going to go for a swim and then come back after. Please take good care of each other and Aurora." Sophie found the words tumbling out of her mouth much more than usual. As the man with the drinks was walking away, Sophie quickly reached for another one before he left. They were just too good to pass up!

The man gave her a concerned look and tried to warn her that she was on the smaller side and thus should exercise some caution, but she did not hear him over the sound of the musicians starting to play their song louder. She joined Caelan at the swimsuit stall, "Hi! Ooh!" She looked down at the swimsuits and picked up a pretty one that was white and had a small skirt. She purchased it without hesitation and looked at Caelan, "Hope you don't mind I decided to join you! Where do we put these on?" She sipped on her drink as she looked around for a changing stall then excitedly pointed to one once she had located it, "Over yonder!"

Time: Morning
Location: Myriamor Bed & Breakfast —> Desert
Interactions: Rosaria @Potter, Kuroi @hide on mana Uzul @dragonpiece @baraquiel Jomari,, @13org Nuallán,
Mentions: Kuroi [@hideonmana]
Equipment:




After introductions were made, Mika and Uzul had taken their seats and discussion ensued. She’d allowed Uzul to ask any further questions of her, answering them as honestly as possible. They then made plans to travel through the desert, a journey that was likely to be more challenging than they likely would realize. They decided to leave the humans behind in Myriamor with Aurora and, after properly meeting Leaf and Mika realizing he was an eager and sweet young man, decided he’d likely be helpful in watching over the humans. It could serve as his trial before officially being hired on into Mika’s group. While Mika was slightly nervous to leave the humans with the stranger and she was sure Rosaria was even moreso, she was rather confident that Leaf meant them no harm. So the plan was set, however the human Jomari wasn’t willing to be left behind. He would join them on their journey into the vicious desert.

Mika went back to the inn to find Kuroi and explain all that had transpired before going to rent two camels. The camels weren’t meant to be ridden, no the group would have to endure traversing the desert and dunes on foot, but they would carry all the supplies they’d need for travel. Mika then went on to purchase three tents, six shemagh scarves, a variety of dried fruits and meats, and plenty of water. The camels were then loaded up with the supplies and the group of six began their journey into the desert.

The sun was almost at its highest point in the sky and the heat was slowly becoming more and more suffocating. A light breeze blew across the dunes, but it did little to cool any of them off. It was more like being occasionally hit in the face with the hot air of an oven. When it came to walking through the dunes they kept themselves at the top of them as much as possible in order to keep track of the direction they were going. As they got further and further from Myriamor it became increasingly clear how you could easily become lost within the ever changing mounds of sand. Mika was convinced that the dunes were even changing shape slowly before all of their eyes. She was becoming quite glad she’d come across Uzul who seemed to be able to read the dunes expertly. It also proved difficult to walk across, the sand shifting unpredictably under their feet. One misstep and you could go sliding down the face of a dune. This was something Mika had become personally familiar with.

They hadn’t made it even a half hour into their travels and Mika had found herself slipping and sliding down the first third of a smaller dune. She’d managed to stop herself from sliding all the way to the bottom, but not without becoming completely covered in sand. It took her a good minute to find her footing and stand back up, then she had to make the difficult trek back up to the group without falling again. After that incident she’d had a couple close calls, but slowly she was getting the hang of understanding the best places to step.

As they all seemed to fall into a rhythm, Mika decided to ask Uzul a few questions. ”So we’ve discovered the deceptiveness of the dunes and the fact that the sand is out to betray you, but what other things could we potentially come across out here? What should we all keep an eye out for?” She asked as she worked on wrapping her scarf over her head and around her neck in an attempt to lessen the brutality of the sun.

Inventory: A rogue-ish set of clothing, his dog tags, and a set of faux demihuman Wolf ears, a Ring of Disguise, two rations of food, water flask, a bar of soap and a few other portable hygienic products.

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Ismael was present at the breakfast, he was attentive with the new faces and tried his best to understand who each person could be. A person's mannerisms were very important in understanding who they were as a person, yet the more basic conversation was very annoying in this endeavor as everyone was more or less confined to small talk. However it could not be helped, if more important talks were held, it would be much easier to see each person and how they acted with a more serious topic. However, if they talked so seriously in a public café, people could figure out who they actually were. If that happened, each person at this table would have a one-way ticket to the afterlife, well the lucky ones that is.

Ismael just sat and ate, he wasn't here for much else at the moment, honestly, he wished he had some money to run around with. Enough to wet the whistle and maybe figure out something fun to do, training is interesting, yet Ismael wouldn't call it fun, its more just like work. Ismael honestly was slightly bored of the idea of looming danger, being on the security detail of an arms dealer always had a sense of danger, no matter where you were, so this was nothing new. The only thing that was slightly nerve-racking to Ismael was the fact that he had to now learn how to properly fight in melee combat, especially against what would be assumedly well-trained soldiers who had decades if not centuries to learn. However, since this world had not advanced to that technological level, he will need to learn that and how to use his magic, after all, a well-trained warrior has both a well-tuned body and a well-balanced mind.

Funny enough, it seemed like there was an event that was occurring today that would provide some needed hands-on experience, well maybe it was a nice way to relieve some stress from the things that have happened so far. Slime Day as they call it, it seemed like a very smart thing to introduce as it was something that would normally cause damage, it seemed like a way for those in charge to get money circulating while also dealing with a large threat to their city. Ismael was interested because it would let him use some of his gear.

Some time later

Ismael was set up and waiting, it took him a little bit to make sure his gear was properly on. It wasn't something he was used to, it wasn't like gear he was used to. It was much more like riot gear rather than what he was used to, however, it would provide much more protection here than it would in his world.

Ismael was mostly relaxed, these were slimes, simple creatures in fantasy worlds, the thing he knew was that slashing weapons were bad on slimes because then it would cut them in half and have them multiply, which was slightly upsetting because he went and got a sword and it seems the first thing he fights is a creature who is immune to slashing. Ismael decided the Slime Day mallet would be something to buy, after all, all it took was 5 slimes and he would have made his money back, well, Kharne's money.

It was rowdy and the air was filled with excitement as when the flying man started giving his speech it seemed that people began to get riled up, to the point where even Kaleb was getting into it, Ismael didn't know much about him but his words seemed to have been filled with overwhelming enthusiasm and confidence was all that he was giving. It made Ismael laugh as he looked to Kharne and said, "Looks like someone has really gotten into it". Ismael lightly nudges Kharne with his elbow as he says, "What about you big guy? You feeling the spirit?"

When the first slime emerges, Ismael began to hear the roar of the crowd as the man who seemed to be hyping up the crowd began the roar as he announced the first slime breaching the water. As everyone let out this deafening roar and charged forward.

_{Purchases: Slime Day Mallet -15 amas}

While Myra was worried at first, thinking she would have to compete against the dark elf for the shiny spheres, she was relieved once she realized that his objective was talking with Astra and Vrexen instead of going to the stall. Normally, Myra would be curious about what they were talking about but at that moment, she was too busy trying to purchase the shiny spheres from the orc.

Despite the rough start, the orc did seem to understand Myra's words and her intentions fairly well, and even though he seemed to be rugged and rather crude, like most orcs did, at least for Myra, he wad kind enough to even give Myra a few shinies back! Something which did make her quite happy, since now, not only she had a few shinies, but she had the spheres as well!

With a huge smile on her face, Myra carefully grabbed the wooden box as the orc handed it to her. Holding the wooden box with her tail, Myra took the spheres on her hand slowly turning them, both watching the shiny reflection, feeling the cold and smooth mettalic surface and hearing the soothing, delicate noise that came from inside them as she moved them in her hands. It didn't take much for anyone looking to realize that Myra was absolutely ecstatic and thoroughly satisfied with her purchase, something that definitely would, albeit unintentionally, give the orc and his stall quite a bit of positive advertising. Drawing many curious eyes as they saw Myra running, almost jumping out of happiness to show Astra and Vrexen her new spheres.

Astra and Vrexen were still talking with the strange dark elf when Myra approached them. While the fact that he had approached them, more specifically Vrexen, who wasn't exactly the kindest looking fellow out there was indeed surprising, what was even more surprising was how the pretty winged lady didn't seem to be afraid of vrexen, in fact even approaching him and petting his head, something which Myra herself would have never even imagine happening. What she felt when she looked towards the winged lady was completely the opposite from what she was watching though. While it did seem quite obvious that she wasn't a threat, something on her made Myra's skin crawl. It wasn't in her appearance or her voice, instead it was in her eyes. Something about that winged girl made Myra's instincts yell at her to stay clear from her.

Quickly giving a few steps back, Myra kept staring at the winged girl with a nervous expression. While she wasn't exactly displaying any hostility towards her, she was definitely watching her every move with extreme caution.

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It was no secret that the desert was a ruthless and unforgiving place. Despite it's beauty, it was truly a place where only the ones who knew it very well were able to survive and right now, the person who were responsible for their safety was one of Princess Mikazuki's companions, Uzul. Even though Nuallán had not underestimated all the warnings and orientations he received as he was preparing for the desert as the group prepared themselves, buying scarves, camels to carry their posessions and all the equipment they might need, it still proved to be difficult even to the normally composed Nuallán to tolerate the searing heat and sun over their heads, giving the contrast between the forests he was used to and the harsh, unforgiving desert. To make things worse, the uneven footing from the dunes made the trip even more exhausting, especially since Nuallán himself, despite how agile and dextrous he was, wasn't really used with that type of terrain. Still, despite all that, Nuallán continued to faithfully perform his duties to Princess Rosaria and her close friend, Princess Mikazuki, having bought a parasol to shield both of them from the searing sun. An added protection besides the scarves they were all already using.

"Princess Mikazuki, please be careful. We are moving through a deceptfully dangerous terrain. Strained muscles or ligaments can be incredibly dangerous injuries to have when traversing the desert." Nuallán said, offering his hand to Princess Mikazuki, who was just climbng back the dune after falling and rolling down half of the dune.

"In this case, it is best to take our time instead of risking getting exhausted or even injured while trying to hasten our pace." Nuallán finished, offering Mikazuki a spot under the parasol he was holding for Rosaria.

"Please be careful as well, Lady Rosaria. We still have a long way ahead of us. Should you feel tired or uncomfortable, you have but to tell me and I will do everything in my power to help you." he said with an smile as he returned to his position besides Rosaria, making sure she was fine.