[IC] The Room

[Blackstripe]

Cassandra tilts her head to one side, but smirks. "I'm pretty sure I was, but it's pretty hazy at this point. I was never any good at recalling my dreams."

"Why? Were you?"

[Taeria]

*Elmyra shakes her head gently*

Elmyra: I rarely dream when I am sleeping.

*The Eldar woman takes her fill of the berries*

[Overlord Thraka]

A massive lumbering humanoid shape looms out of the darkness of the trees. Over 9 feet tall, with a oddly shaped silhouetted head and massively broad shoulders. It steps towards the group and raises one giant hand, still silhouetted by the darkness of the woods.

Deep in the woods a woman sits around a campfire. She shovels a few handfuls of dirt onto it then stands up and heads towards the room, not knowing truly what direction she's going.
She moves slowly and carefully, watching all around her for signs of danger. Her heavy medieval armor rattles and clanks as she moves and her keeps a hand rested on the jeweled pommel of her massive Claymore strapped to her back. Her hazel eyes dart around from under her metal spiked helmet and her mouth is drawn in permanent frown

[Vulkan 707]

*Jillian frowns at the pairs conversation, hears the snap, and look's over at the figure.*
Jillian: Who goes there?
*Puts her hand on her pistol butt, and waits for a responses.*

[LemonZest1337]

*The pup is content to be taken anywhere*

*She's so chill she almost falls asleep*

[Overlord Thraka]

@Vulkan 707

The huge figure steps forwards and reveals himself. He's enormous. From the neck down he looks pretty much human, albeit a huge one. He's dressed like your stereotypical lumberjack, big work boots, jeans and a flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows. His forearms and hands are covered in dozens, if not hundreds of old scars, barely a inch of flesh is unwounded. He's built like a pro-wrestler, except bigger. Massive muscles and arms like tree-trunks. The other odd thing about his appearance is that instead of a normal human head, he has the head of a Falcon attached to his shoulders.
He raises both hands in a peaceful gesture as he steps forwards into the light.
"Woah there. I don't mean any harm. My name is Horus, The Avenger. Could you tell me where I am?"
There's a hint of movement behind him as he speaks

[2BlackJack1]

*Lecter stares at Horus, and his nose twitches as he smells the air*
Lecter: I would tell you if I could answer the question properly. Past this forest is a home, seemingly abandoned but still in good condition.
*stares past Horus to investigate the movement behind him*

[Overlord Thraka]

Horus nods and looks between everyone in front if him, seeming to appraise them.
"Alright then... I guess we'll be able to spend some time there then."
He silently nods then looks over his shoulder at something.
"Come on out!"
From behind him comes a extremely tall woman of great beauty. She's about 7'2" and wears a half-shirt and short shorts over her blue-skinned curves. She brushes a lock of long silky white hair from her face and smiles brightly at everyone.
"Hello!" she says. "I'm Iris!"

[2BlackJack1]

*Lecter nods to Iris, then turns back to face Horus*
Lecter: Lecter. Devil Hunter, if you want titles, but I prefer names.

[Overlord Thraka]

Horus nods.
"Among out people, a title is part of you name." he says gruffly
Iris nods, sticking close to Horus with one arm wrapped around his waist.
"Yes! It's each person needs to earn. Then it's imparted into our name. For example, I am Iris the Rainbow Goddess" she says, smiling in a friendly manner
She looks behind Horus again for some reason and smiles around at everyone

[2BlackJack1]

*Lecter nods, and stares past the pair in search of any other newcomers*
Lecter: Anyone else with you?

[Vulkan 707]

*Jillian grits her teeth at the sight of Horus, and keep her hand firmly on the but of her gun.*
Jillian: I am Jillian of Gilead, servant of the white, and a true gunslinger. Who do you serve, speak true...
*Stares intently at Horus, not even bothering to look at Iris.*

[LemonZest1337]

*Doggo wiggles out of Cassandras grip and slowly waddles to a couch, she can't manage to get onto it because of a mixture of her being fat, short and drunk*

[Overlord Thraka]

*Horus looks down at Jillian and narrows his eyes slightly.*
Horus: I serve no-one. I am my own master. If you're wondering if I'm here to hurt you, or anyone else, then the answer is no. I count most humans as friends or allies.
*He blinks as if trying to remember something*
Horus: Gunslinger? Now why does that sound familiar... Ah I'm sure it's nothing.

*Iris nods to Lecter, smiling honestly, then looks over her own shoulder.*
Iris: Just one more! Hanna dear, you can come out now! It's safe!
*She looks between Jillian and Horus.*
Iris: Oh that's not true! You certainly serve me often enough!
*She laughs cheerily and elbows Horus in the ribs jokingly*

[LemonZest1337]

*A fairly thin 5'8 girl walks out from behind a tree and walks behind Iris*

*She holds onto her arm and stays silent*

[2BlackJack1]

*Lecter studies the small girl, and again he sniffs the air*
Lecter: Do you fight for any cause, Horus? Your scars would suggest you do.

[Overlord Thraka]

*Horus keeps his eyes on Jillian, ready to leap into action if she draws her gun*
Horus: I fight to protect those who can't protect themselves, and keep those I care about safe.

*Iris smiles encouragingly down at Hanna*
Iris: Hey, it's okay. We're safe now! No more running!

[LemonZest1337]

*Hanna nods to Iris*

Hanna: O-ok...

*Hanna remains attached to Iris's arm*

[2BlackJack1]

*Lecter nods*
Lecter: Noble. And who, or what do you care about enough to keep safe? Humans, or do you protect other Devils as well?

[Overlord Thraka]

*Horus turns to frown at Lecter*
Horus: Humans, what do you mean other devils?

*Iris looks around a bit, possibly spying the room.*
Iris: That... looks familiar... Hanna, why don't we go see what's in there?
*She smiles down at Hanna*