"Prince or not, I'm going to rend him into bloody shreds and offer him to the waves when I'm done." Priscilla's face took on a grim expression as she spoke, but she came back to her usual cocky grin and sarcastic manner of speaking after a slow breathe and the rubbing of the bridge of her nose. "Nothing against you personally, I'm sure you're a nice kid. Just got a bone to pick with this one scaly bastard." She adjusted her gauntlets and stomped her boots back on into the correct position before walking towards the treeline with a slight skip in her step, setting her armour to clanking and clattering as she walked. "Oh and there is a different between arrogance and maliciousness. Being an arse and being an evil bastard are two very different things, you'd do well to remember that. Mortals weren't made evil, just as they weren't made powerful. We're here to make our own power, not be handed it. When that happens people tend to go a bit... strange."
She stopped and shuddered briefly as images of the water god's pastor from back in her home village flashed back to her. Her face set from a cringe into a grim glare as she remembered what she came here for, images of the attack now replaying in her head. She began to push further in to the forest in search of some sort of game to hunt for food. Her hunt was cut short as she jumped back from the same beam of energy she saw before, not too close to her but also not too far away as the trees become a conflagration in the resulting explosion. She drew her weapon and shield once more with a frustrated groan and swivelled to find the perpetrator.
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Autumn gazed at the random women that came over to her with wide eyes, unsure how to respond. Alastair frowned and sat near his sister, eyeing the lady with his bright red eyes. "We are not that young. Who are you?" He asked bluntly, tilting his head to the side. Aiden plopped down in the sand next to them, looking the woman over as well. "Why is your hair blue?" He asked randomly, ignoring the look Alastair shot him. Then the triplets looked back at the woman, wondering how she would respond. "I-It's a very p-pretty color." Autumn piped up, hoping to calm the woman if she became upset by her brothers question. Aldous eyed the woman that approached warily. "Why in the hell would I have seen a dragon here? I don't even know where here is." He replied, crossing his arms over his chest."Hmm, in my eyes you are quite young, little ones." Aniram responded with a smirk, ignoring the boy's question and replying swiftly to a previous remark about their age. She eyed the two that came over after she started talking to the girl, and eyed them. All three of them looked similar. "Kin, I presume? Very good." She twisted her gaze to another boy, who asked her about her hair. "I could ask you a similar question, why do you have horns? But the simplest answer to you, is that I have blue hair because that's the way it happened."
"Prince or not, I'm going to rend him into bloody shreds and offer him to the waves when I'm done." Priscilla's face took on a grim expression as she spoke, but she came back to her usual cocky grin and sarcastic manner of speaking after a slow breathe and the rubbing of the bridge of her nose. "Nothing against you personally, I'm sure you're a nice kid. Just got a bone to pick with this one scaly bastard." She adjusted her gauntlets and stomped her boots back on into the correct position before walking towards the treeline with a slight skip in her step, setting her armour to clanking and clattering as she walked. "Oh and there is a different between arrogance and maliciousness. Being an arse and being an evil bastard are two very different things, you'd do well to remember that. Mortals weren't made evil, just as they weren't made powerful. We're here to make our own power, not be handed it. When that happens people tend to go a bit... strange." She stopped and shuddered briefly as images of the water god's pastor from back in her home village flashed back to her. Her face set from a cringe into a grim glare as she remembered what she came here for, images of the attack now replaying in her head. She began to push further in to the forest in search of some sort of game to hunt for food. Her hunt was cut short as she jumped back from the same beam of energy she saw before, not too close to her but also not too far away as the trees become a conflagration in the resulting explosion. She drew her weapon and shield once more with a frustrated groan and swivelled to find the perpetrator.James was about to speak, but stopped and looked towards where the beam hit. He sniffed the air. "I recognize that smell. Corrupted forest spirit. I believe this one is called the Shadow." His eyes changed to a glowing blue as he looked towards the spirit. "He's an earth spirit who seems to have become corrupted. Must have had too much contact with an evil entity of some sort."
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Arin decided to walk around the island and meet some of these people. I need more friends than just her. He thought to himself as he walked.
Ace happily followed Arin. "I wonder what kind of things we'll run into!" He clearly had his mind set for an adventure.
Price decided to take a chance and meet someone. There were plenty of people here to choose from as far as he could see. He began walking along the beach in hopes of getting acquainted with someone as long as that someone wasn't human, of course.
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Priscilla didn't like the smarmy attitude on this kid, it irked her to the point of grinding her teeth slightly. "Of course. My company and I have put together expedition teams and gone on month long hunts for the blasted creatures when they do rear their ugly heads. They ain't so special, just mean as the depths. Still bleed and die like normal dragons, as much as they act the big cheese." She adjusted her pauldron again, checking the straps around her shoulder and tightening where needed. "As long as it terrorises the innocent, we come to slay it. So before you call me a bigot or a racist or something idiotic like that, consider the fact that I work with folks of all sorts. Elves, Orcs, those Fox-people, Demons. Even other Dragonspawn. I don't hunt dragons, I hunt the wicked." She cuffed her hair behind her ear and shielded her eyes from the sun as she surveyed their surroundings once more. "Though, this trip is something of a personal one. My quarrel is with a swamp drake, most likely grown into a swamp dragon now. I've tracked him a long while to this island.""And not all dragons and Dragonspawn are evil, after all I'm not nor is my mother or even my father and he has the blood of vampires and demons. Your race has nothing to do with your alignment everyone has a choice to be good or evil. I've even seen demons as kind as anyone could be and angels more corrupt than anyone could imagine."
"Hmm, in my eyes you are quite young, little ones." Aniram responded with a smirk, ignoring the boy's question and replying swiftly to a previous remark about their age. She eyed the two that came over after she started talking to the girl, and eyed them. All three of them looked similar. "Kin, I presume? Very good." She twisted her gaze to another boy, who asked her about her hair. "I could ask you a similar question, why do you have horns? But the simplest answer to you, is that I have blue hair because that's the way it happened."Alastair wondered how old this person was because she looked maybe a year or two older them. Though he had already established that there was a very low chance of any of the people on the beach were human so there was no telling what she was or how old she was. "We're triplets and that's our older brother over there." Aiden replied, hitching a thumb over his shoulder in Aldous's direction. He then shrugged at her last statement, finding it true. She had blue hair and they had horns, it was a fact of life. "Anyway, it's a cool color." "Do you know where exactly we are located at the moment?" Alastair interrupted.
"Actually, Orcs are always evil. They're too feral. They rely only on their instincts, so they are considered evil because all they do is kill, pillage, eat, and rape."Priscilla didn't like the smarmy attitude on this kid, it irked her to the point of grinding her teeth slightly. "Of course. My company and I have put together expedition teams and gone on month long hunts for the blasted creatures when they do rear their ugly heads. They ain't so special, just mean as the depths. Still bleed and die like normal dragons, as much as they act the big cheese." She adjusted her pauldron again, checking the straps around her shoulder and tightening where needed. "As long as it terrorises the innocent, we come to slay it. So before you call me a bigot or a racist or something idiotic like that, consider the fact that I work with folks of all sorts. Elves, Orcs, those Fox-people, Demons. Even other Dragonspawn. I don't hunt dragons, I hunt the wicked." She cuffed her hair behind her ear and shielded her eyes from the sun as she surveyed their surroundings once more. "Though, this trip is something of a personal one. My quarrel is with a swamp drake, most likely grown into a swamp dragon now. I've tracked him a long while to this island.""And not all dragons and Dragonspawn are evil, after all I'm not nor is my mother or even my father and he has the blood of vampires and demons. Your race has nothing to do with your alignment everyone has a choice to be good or evil. I've even seen demons as kind as anyone could be and angels more corrupt than anyone could imagine."
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As he reached the point where forest met beach, Jacque came to a somewhat shaky stop, nearly tripping as he did so. The ranger placed his hands on his knees and panted, "Must be losing my touch. Twenty years ago that would've been just my morning jog.". Once he was finished catching his breath Jacque surveyed the beach, drinking in the sights and smells that he found to be a nice change of pace from his heavily wooded property. There was a cluster of people on the beach that appeared to be speaking, all in all not a particularly novel sight, however, Jacque could tell from their scent and their choice of clothing that these were not native islanders. Jacque began to walk towards the group, wiping away a few brambles and twigs that had caught on his clothes as he did so. "Oi! You folks alright?" He called out, banking on the idea that they might be an adventuring party or simply people in need of directions. Either one was fine by him, after all, if it was a party, then he'd save time on finding people to travel with, and if they were simply lost, he could point them in the right direction without risking one of them coming across his home and looting him blind.
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"Actually I have seen some orcs that happen to be slightly more intelligent than most, just enough so as to be less feral and more thoughtful and a few of them did tend towards good however I have seen this about 3 times in my 500 years I've been around""Actually, Orcs are always evil. They're too feral. They rely only on their instincts, so they are considered evil because all they do is kill, pillage, eat, and rape."Priscilla didn't like the smarmy attitude on this kid, it irked her to the point of grinding her teeth slightly. "Of course. My company and I have put together expedition teams and gone on month long hunts for the blasted creatures when they do rear their ugly heads. They ain't so special, just mean as the depths. Still bleed and die like normal dragons, as much as they act the big cheese." She adjusted her pauldron again, checking the straps around her shoulder and tightening where needed. "As long as it terrorises the innocent, we come to slay it. So before you call me a bigot or a racist or something idiotic like that, consider the fact that I work with folks of all sorts. Elves, Orcs, those Fox-people, Demons. Even other Dragonspawn. I don't hunt dragons, I hunt the wicked." She cuffed her hair behind her ear and shielded her eyes from the sun as she surveyed their surroundings once more. "Though, this trip is something of a personal one. My quarrel is with a swamp drake, most likely grown into a swamp dragon now. I've tracked him a long while to this island.""And not all dragons and Dragonspawn are evil, after all I'm not nor is my mother or even my father and he has the blood of vampires and demons. Your race has nothing to do with your alignment everyone has a choice to be good or evil. I've even seen demons as kind as anyone could be and angels more corrupt than anyone could imagine."
James nodded. "True. In the thousand or so years I've been around I have met 2 like that.""Actually I have seen some orcs that happen to be slightly more intelligent than most, just enough so as to be less feral and more thoughtful and a few of them did tend towards good however I have seen this about 3 times in my 500 years I've been around""Actually, Orcs are always evil. They're too feral. They rely only on their instincts, so they are considered evil because all they do is kill, pillage, eat, and rape."Priscilla didn't like the smarmy attitude on this kid, it irked her to the point of grinding her teeth slightly. "Of course. My company and I have put together expedition teams and gone on month long hunts for the blasted creatures when they do rear their ugly heads. They ain't so special, just mean as the depths. Still bleed and die like normal dragons, as much as they act the big cheese." She adjusted her pauldron again, checking the straps around her shoulder and tightening where needed. "As long as it terrorises the innocent, we come to slay it. So before you call me a bigot or a racist or something idiotic like that, consider the fact that I work with folks of all sorts. Elves, Orcs, those Fox-people, Demons. Even other Dragonspawn. I don't hunt dragons, I hunt the wicked." She cuffed her hair behind her ear and shielded her eyes from the sun as she surveyed their surroundings once more. "Though, this trip is something of a personal one. My quarrel is with a swamp drake, most likely grown into a swamp dragon now. I've tracked him a long while to this island.""And not all dragons and Dragonspawn are evil, after all I'm not nor is my mother or even my father and he has the blood of vampires and demons. Your race has nothing to do with your alignment everyone has a choice to be good or evil. I've even seen demons as kind as anyone could be and angels more corrupt than anyone could imagine."
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"Yeah you see a lot of strange things when you have longevity, actually half my family is an oddity being that my father's side is a bunch of good vampires feeding only on animals and evildoers and my mothers side are good dragons. Actually my scale coloration is a mystery being that my mother's scales are purple. Some theorize that my scales get their color from my demonic blood."
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“oh” Flynn mouthed, they weren’t after her. The lady had said something about parents… What were they? Plopping down on the sand Flynn listened to the conversation, frowning as she came across words that meant nothing to her.
Eventually not understanding anything, she just got up and wandered off, these people weren’t fun at all.
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A dark form shot down from the sky, resolving in the form of a winged girl, it landed in the sand. Every one paid little or no attention to this, answering the question of if these people were human: probably not. Most of them just sort of stood in a huddle gossiping with the occasional person leaving the group and walking off. All in all a place he probably didn’t want to go.Priscilla shook her head and continued to survey her surrounding for the origin of the beam of magical energy and the one who shot it. Though it didn't land near her or detonate close, she could feel that the beam itself and its origin were less than benevolent. It was something of a sixth sense she had, and she knew for herself that is was never wrong. Upon finding no one, she huffed and sheathed her weapons once more with a wary glance at her environment. Back on the beach, more people had appeared as if by... magic. She could only ask herself if she was honestly that surprised as another being with draconic features had appeared and was doling out its own set of worldly knowledge. She walked over again to confirm what she had heard.
"And not all dragons and Dragonspawn are evil, after all I'm not nor is my mother or even my father and he has the blood of vampires and demons. Your race has nothing to do with your alignment everyone has a choice to be good or evil. I've even seen demons as kind as anyone could be and angels more corrupt than anyone could imagine.""Don't know when you popped up, but I thought I said worked will all sorts. Didn't say that the dragon-folk were evil, just said that we hunt evil."
"Actually, Orcs are always evil. They're too feral. They rely only on their instincts, so they are considered evil because all they do is kill, pillage, eat, and rape."Priscilla scoffed and shook her head with a chuckle. "You ever met an Orc that wasn't part of a war-party? They're gentler than most, and very spiritual. Every race has its bastards and its normal people. Sounds like you've only seen the Orc bastards. One of my closest friends is an Orc, and a priest. Healer and a diplomat." She crossed her arms and sighed into the distance, as if reminiscing, her face decorated with a sad twist of her mouth.
"Oi! You folks alright?"The mention of age from the both of them had flown over her head, and was pushed completely out when she heard a voice that sounded a bit older and more mature. She wheeled around and looked to the tree-line to see a towering beast of a man emerging from the brush. Eager to speak with someone who seemed a bit more grounded and a bit more human, she raised a mailed arm and waved slightly. "What ho, and all that! What news does the day bring, brother? Are you lost as well?"
Ever covered her ears when all she could hear was talking at once,it was starting to bug her making her wings glow. Dang they all talk so much, she felt her wings spread but stopped when she saw another pair of wings making her tilt her head. But she backed up into the shadows, but her wings kept glowing, so she turned and shot up into the sky. If someone saw her, they will talk to her, and she never meet them so it makes her shy.
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Priscilla shook her head and continued to survey her surrounding for the origin of the beam of magical energy and the one who shot it. Though it didn't land near her or detonate close, she could feel that the beam itself and its origin were less than benevolent. It was something of a sixth sense she had, and she knew for herself that is was never wrong. Upon finding no one, she huffed and sheathed her weapons once more with a wary glance at her environment. Back on the beach, more people had appeared as if by... magic. She could only ask herself if she was honestly that surprised as another being with draconic features had appeared and was doling out its own set of worldly knowledge. She walked over again to confirm what she had heard."I'm pretty much a nomad traveling around and helping and defending those who need help or defending as long as none of it goes against my morals or against my faith in Bahamut the god of all good people with even a little dragon blood in their veins""And not all dragons and Dragonspawn are evil, after all I'm not nor is my mother or even my father and he has the blood of vampires and demons. Your race has nothing to do with your alignment everyone has a choice to be good or evil. I've even seen demons as kind as anyone could be and angels more corrupt than anyone could imagine.""Don't know when you popped up, but I thought I said worked will all sorts. Didn't say that the dragon-folk were evil, just said that we hunt evil.""Actually, Orcs are always evil. They're too feral. They rely only on their instincts, so they are considered evil because all they do is kill, pillage, eat, and rape."Priscilla scoffed and shook her head with a chuckle. "You ever met an Orc that wasn't part of a war-party? They're gentler than most, and very spiritual. Every race has its bastards and its normal people. Sounds like you've only seen the Orc bastards. One of my closest friends is an Orc, and a priest. Healer and a diplomat." She crossed her arms and sighed into the distance, as if reminiscing, her face decorated with a sad twist of her mouth."Oi! You folks alright?"The mention of age from the both of them had flown over her head, and was pushed completely out when she heard a voice that sounded a bit older and more mature. She wheeled around and looked to the tree-line to see a towering beast of a man emerging from the brush. Eager to speak with someone who seemed a bit more grounded and a bit more human, she raised a mailed arm and waved slightly. "What ho, and all that! What news does the day bring, brother? Are you lost as well?"
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Aniram stained at the boy, and a look of realization flashed in her eyes. "Yes, those are questioned we should be asking more often, little one. I have no idea how we got here, somehow I traveled here in the form of a plant, but I don't remember doing that. I was too preoccupied by other things, I suppose." She paused, looking between the three triplets, and nodded in the direction of inland. "Should we go survey our surroundings? It May not be the safest thing but it would help US find out a way out of here, don't you think?""Hmm, in my eyes you are quite young, little ones." Aniram responded with a smirk, ignoring the boy's question and replying swiftly to a previous remark about their age. She eyed the two that came over after she started talking to the girl, and eyed them. All three of them looked similar. "Kin, I presume? Very good." She twisted her gaze to another boy, who asked her about her hair. "I could ask you a similar question, why do you have horns? But the simplest answer to you, is that I have blue hair because that's the way it happened."Alastair wondered how old this person was because she looked maybe a year or two older them. Though he had already established that there was a very low chance of any of the people on the beach were human so there was no telling what she was or how old she was. "We're triplets and that's our older brother over there." Aiden replied, hitching a thumb over his shoulder in Aldous's direction. He then shrugged at her last statement, finding it true. She had blue hair and they had horns, it was a fact of life. "Anyway, it's a cool color." "Do you know where exactly we are located at the moment?" Alastair interrupted.
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The mention of age from the both of them had flown over her head, and was pushed completely out when she heard a voice that sounded a bit older and more mature. She wheeled around and looked to the tree-line to see a towering beast of a man emerging from the brush. Eager to speak with someone who seemed a bit more grounded and a bit more human, she raised a mailed arm and waved slightly. "What ho, and all that! What news does the day bring, brother? Are you lost as well?"Jacque suppressed a small chuckle at the greeting of the armor clad woman in the group. He hadn't heard the term "what ho" since the last time he'd spoken to an old dwarfish wizard he'd met a while back, still, the greeting was a good sign that the group was not hostile. "And a fine greeting to you as well, Miss. Funny you should mention being lost, I myself am a local, but I was actually going to ask if you all might be in need of direction." he explained as he came to a stop two meters away from the group. Despite standing before what might possibly be the strangest group of people he'd met since his retirement, Jacque showed neither fear, nor apprehension despite the sight and smell of the draconic, undead, or otherwise nonhuman creatures that comprised a majority of this cluster of people. He'd seen many strange things, far more than what an average man of his age would have seen, and a result it would take something truly awe inspiring to illicit a proper reaction from him now. "So..." Jacque began as he placed his hands on his hips and cocked his head to the side a bit, "What brings you lot to this island? You look a bit strange to be tourists if you don't mind me saying.".
"What brings you lot to this island? You look a bit strange to be tourists if you don't mind me saying.".Priscilla felt an itch at the tips of her fingers and the top of her head as the man drew closer, and tweaked her lips to the side. She could smell the residual magicks on him like spice on a hunk of meat. It was an aroma like a mix of fresh soil, mint leaves and summer rain, not unpleasant and definitely not something she had smelled too recently from the others. The smell of druidic or natural origins for magic. She could only smile as recalled her fond memories of sitting and eating with her Orcish shaman friend and her brief summer romance with a dryad. They smelled this way too. It calmed her. But now was not the time for reminiscing, she reminded herself as she shook herself out of her momentary trance. She offered another smile to the man from within the forest and removed her gauntlet, raising her hand to show the tattoo denoting that she was a Slayer. "I've come on personal business, been tracking a particularly muddy and disgusting swamp dragon. The hunt lead me to this island, over land and sea. You seen anything, brother of the wilds?" She walked over to him and donned her gauntlet once more before she offered the hand in greeting.
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Jacque's brow raised slightly as he stared at the insignia on Priscilla's hand. He knew of the Slayers, having even worked with one once to help stop a necromancer that had attempted to achieve lichdom. Jacque fondly recalled the argument that the Slayer had started with the Paladin of the past group when the battle was over, as the paladin wanted to take the necromancer before his church to face judgement, while the slayer simply wanted to part the necromancer's head from his shoulders. He pushed the memory away in favor of thinking about Priscilla's question, "A swamp dragon, eh?". Jacque absentmindedly reached up and tugged on one of the braids in his hair, a habit he'd developed that he only did when in deep thought. The fauna of the forest had indeed been acting strange lately, Jacque recalled that in the last three weeks alone he'd spotted several ospreys, otters, mangrove monitors and even a crab or two moving through the forest. At the time he'd just chalked it up as a novel, yet not quite worrisome occurrence, after all, water sources like swamps dried up all the time, and perhaps what spurred their travel was a drought. Now that Jacque thought about it however, he'd recalled that they didn't move with the purposeful yet discreet movements of an animal in an unfamiliar land in search of a home. The creatures that had entered the forest were frantic; they had been moving as if they were being pursued, always checking their surroundings with rapid, jerky head movements, as if they expected at any second to be pounced upon and devoured and compensated by trying to se everywhere at once. Jacque released the braid and cleared his throat, "Now that I think about it, the wild life here have been acting strange. I've been seeing a lot of creatures around here that I used to only see in a mangrove swamp to the south of the island. They weren't moving like they were migrating, it seemed like they were fleeing for their lives.".
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Arin looked around while walking and noticed a heavily wooded area which he deemed a forest, but hadn't gone in just yet. He was hoping to make a few friends here and there as he walked away from the forest and over to where he hoped he'd find a nice group of people.
Ace shifted to his dog form while happily following. "I thought we were exploring." He said, wagging his tail.
Arin looked over his shoulder at Ace. "We are, I just wanted to make a few more friends while we're at it." He said.
Ace nodded before saying, "Okay."
Price was still was trying find someone new to bond with while making sure the person he met would not be a human. It wasn't that he didn't like humans, he just couldn't be around them for reasons unknown to anyone but him and any friends he made in the past.
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