Afina

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

"The honor is mine," she said in a grateful voice as he held the door open for her. Taking his arm she walked out of the shop and made her way back over towards the inn. Once they had reached their destination, she glanced around and was pleased to see Sana sitting there eating breakfast with Ariana and some of the others with the group. "There she is," the sister said softly as she motioned over to Sana as she wiped some milk that had spilt on Arianas clothing. "I'll introduce you two," she said before continuing over towards the group. Sana caught the sister out of the corner of her eye with the stranger from yesterday and rose from her place in greeting.

"Morning sister," she said. "Were you able to sleep last night?" she inquired towards the old woman.

"Oh very well, perhaps more than you," the sister laughed as she looked over towards Ariana. Sana rose a brow as she looked at the little one and smiled.

"Actually, she went straight to sleep. No problems. So what can I do you for?" Sana asked as she looked back over to the sister.

"Actually, yes. Two things. First would be I would like to introduce you to Derrix Herchiv, he was asking about the cinder sickness and seems to want to help," the sister informed Sana. Sana nodded and turned her attention to the man escorting the sister. Sana looked the man over for a moment before extending her hand to him. Sanas lips curled slightly into perhaps what would have been a familiar smirk to Derrix, for it was the same one that her sister wore from time to time. Sana and her sister Ramara looked so similar, as if they were twins, minus a few small details and the newly acquired burn scars that peaked up from under her collar and went up one side of her neck.

"Sana Rawn," the woman said as she stood there. "Welcome to join, we can use all the help we can get and you seem to have a knack at fighting as it is already," she said in a welcoming voice. Once he shook her hand or not, she would lower it and turn her attention back to Sister Agnes. "And the second thing?"

"Could I talk to you in private for a minute?" the sister asked and Sana nodded.

"Yes of course," Sana said before turning her attention back to Ariana. "I will be right over there," Sana said as she pointed to another table and kissed the little one on the forehead. Ariana grinned with a mouth full of food and nodded before Sana looked back at the pair. "If you would excuse me for a moment," Sana said towards Derrix before motioning for the Sister to join her. Agnes nodded and followed Sana over to the open table and had to seat, wanting to speak to Sana about her plans for Ariana.

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

"None taken and trust me I have my own concerns as well," the sister said in genial voice as she clasped her hands in the front of her habit. "Though sending her off with the group worries me as well. I plan on speaking with Sana about the child this morning since she is the one that initially rescued the child and seems to taken it upon herself to look after the little one. I feel it would be prudent to ask for her input about little Ariana before any decisions are made," the sister added.

"If there isn't anything else I can be of help with, I should probably tend to that now. Did you need something else from the shop? I can retrieve the shop keeper from the back for you if need be. Or you can walk with me back to the inn and I can introduce you to Sana properly," she said as she motioned towards the door.

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

The sister smiled at him and shook his hand as he placed it in hers. She waited as he removed his helmet, he looked different than most that she had seen but it was not enough to surprise her; this newest group alone had already proved to be an interesting mix of humans and other creatures so for her it wasn't something she would judge.

"Yes, we are actually," she said as she stepped over to the counter of the shop and retrieved one of the scrolls that Wylsen had written up for the group the day before. Handing it over to him she smiled softly.

"And I am sure the group would welcome you, especially with as much as you have already helped out. I might suggest speaking with Sana. She seems to be the one that has taken the reins so to speak with the group. You should be able to find her in the Inn. Woman, about her 30's, waving golden blond hair, amber tinted eyes. She will most likely have a child that looks like her with her," the sister informed Derrix once he took the paper from her.

Heart Of Gold - Firefly Inspired RP - Closed

@WilsonTurner No I read it, just read it when it was posted and forgot that part when I replied, nothing a quick edit can't fix.

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Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

Sister Agnes came out from the back of the shop where she had left off the food for Wylsen and spoken to him briefly as she heard the chime of the bell ring out from above the door. Looking over she saw the man from earlier who had seemed to keep watch over the village the previous night. Stepping over to him she smiled gently and held her hand out to him to shake in greeting.

"Ahh, good morning stranger," she said in a kind old voice as she stood there. "I hope you were able to get something to eat. What might I be able to do for you this morning?" she asked in a gentle voice as she looked at the man. "Forgive me, I didn't get your name yesterday. We were a little, preoccupied yesterday."

Seeking Refuge

Killashandra stood there at the door, debating internally whether to push forward or to turn and abandon this side trek that she had taken into the forest. She truly had no where else to go and nothing to attend to so it mattered not if she pressed forward or turned away. She had called out several times and though her voice was perpetually soft, it had run true through the structure. There was no reason that if someone was there not to respond at this point unless they chose not to. Did she want to press one that did not wish to be found? In her mind, the answer was a resounding no for she had many a days in her life not wished to be found by certain people and yet the persisted. Perhaps it was time for her to give a favor to one that she wished had been bestowed on herself.

The unique creature stood there for a moment long and then began to turn to leave only being halted in her movement by the sound of a gentle creak of iron and wood as it echoed through the temple. Stopping in her tracks she held her torch up and watched the door as it slowly opened; a thin brow rising beneath the silver and lilac bangs that fell over a pale visage. She held her head high, a slight rise to her chin as her eyes turned downward to look over the form that was standing in the door way, now clear to be seen.

"Greetings," Killashandra spoke in a wispy voice thick with an unknown yet exotic accent. She said nothing more as her eyes moved down ever so slowly and then back up the form of the one that stood before her, taking in the sight. She had never experienced once such as this before but she had read tales of such and even though she had never accounted such fairy tales as truth she had not put them out of the realm of possibility. It seemed that most tales were spun with a web of truth that tied the them together.

"You would be?" Killashandra finally asked after a very long moment of silence. Though she was asking what the persons name was and not what she was, it could have been taken as either or both due to her inflection of intonation and the way she held herself. Upon reflection of what she had said and how it could have come off she tilted her head to the side. "Perhaps I should clarify and use some manners. I am Killashandra. What is your name?"

The Kin Bane - A Wild West Style Undead Hunting Campaign - Closed

Angpetu looked over towards Twain as if he was off his rocker but after what they had seen, perhaps it was just his way of dealing with it. Each person in the past that had been exposed to the Kin reacted in their own way and it had driven some to the padded rooms section of hospitals. Oh perhaps, that was just the way he was. Shrugging inwardly she stood there as the ash fell down and brushed it off her sleeves.

“Yeah, that would be me,” Angpetu commented as she stood there. “Thankfully these Kin don’t infect when they get ya but sadly that isn’t always the case,” she muttered more to herself than anyone around. Shrugging off her coat she pushed aside the shredded material of her blouse a bit to see how deep the wounds were. She would need stitches but it could have been worse; she had seen worse.

“Question is though, are you a doctor?” Angpetu inquired as she looked back over towards Twain, ‘already had one mad man tearing into my flesh this evening.” Sighing she slid her coat back on and gripped her rifle. “Either way, guess we should head back to what is called civilization out here, other than stitches I could use a belt,” Angpetu said in a huff. Turning, she didn’t wait for the others to comment or follow, figuring if they had questions they could tag along for the ride. This wasn’t a circumstance that you pressed people to speak about, either they did or they didn’t and it was best to let them come to it on their own.

“I’ll be in my room shortly at the saloon, second floor, room four,” she said before she began to walk off. She had only taken a few steps when something caught her attention and she sighed deeply, seemed there were more watching than she had anticipated. “Alright you, come on out,” she said quickly as she looked at a patch of undergrowth and brush that moved every so often. “It’s safe now.”

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

Sana smiled as she watched Ariana but she knew that they needed to eat and Sana had a lot to take care before they left to try to find the rest of the ingredients for the orphanage; the most important of which was making sure Ariana was going to be taken care of. Rising from her spot on the bed she pulled on her boots over her pants legs and laced them up. Leaving her shirt untucked she wandered over to her bag and pulled out her brush, running it through her hair and then walking over to Ariana and sweeping her up in her arms. Setting her down on the floor, Sana sat down on the edge of the bed and brushed the young ones golden locks. Once she had finished she tossed the brush back in her bag and stood up.

“Ready?” Sana asked the little one in a soft voice and Ariana nodded quickly with a broad smile on her face, holding her arms up to Sana; apparently wanting to be carried instead of walking. Sana smirked slightly but acquiesced to the childs silent request and propped Ariana on her hip before strolling to the door. Reaching for the handle she smiled over to Hugh. “Going to get her fed and then need to get her some more clothing. So we’ll either be down stairs or in the general store,” Sana said lightly before heading out, closing the door behind her.

Making her way downstairs, she took note of those that had already gathered but didn’t see Sister Agnes. Pursing her lips slightly she hoped she could find the nun at one point because she needed to speak to her about Ariana. Pushing the thought out of her head she wandered over to the buffet and set Ariana down before grabbing some plates. “Okay, what do you want for breakfast?” Sana asked as she looked down at the little one who was wide eyed as she looked at all the food.

“All of it!” Ariana exclaimed excitedly. Sana rose a brow and then chuckled.

“Okay, well it won’t all fit on your plate, so what do you want to start with?” Sana asked and Ariana started pointing out various things. Sana piled the food up for the little one and grabbed a few things for herself before turning and looking around for a table to set up at with the little one. She was tempted to pick one that was far away from the rest of the group, not sure if Ariana was ready to be around others as of yet but then she decided to leave it up to the child. “Where would you like to sit?”

Ariana looked around for a minute and then pointed to the table where Fiona was sitting at. “There! She has pretty hair!” Ariana said with a smile. Sana laughed slightly and motioned for her to go ahead. Ariana giggled and ran over to the table and jumped into a chair. “Hi!” she said to Fiona as she sat on her knees in the chair and looked around. Sana wandered over and set the little ones plate of food down in front of her before resting down herself next to Ariana.

“Morning,” Sana said to Fiona before introducing them both. “Fiona, this little one is Ariana. Ariana, this is Fiona, a friend,” Sana said in a kind voice. Ariana waved at Fiona before she began to dig into her meal.

Heart Of Gold - Firefly Inspired RP - Closed

The crew had gotten things in order quickly, which pleased the crew boss; now they could get on their way. What didn't please her so much was that she heard no announcement over the com saying anything about a take off and she heard the ship power up to do just that. "What in bloody hell, she knows to announce a take off before she powers up!" the captain exclaimed.

Captain had taken a detour to the cargo bay to secure a few things at the last minute and was just making her way up the stairs to the main deck of the ship when the ship started to take off without warning. Grabbing the railing of the stairs quickly with one hand and locking a foot under a stair she leaned against the railing and braced herself. The initial thrust pulled her back slightly but she managed to hold her footing as they broke atmo. Taking another cigarette out she lit it and made her way angrily towards the cockpit.

Taking a long pull as the gravity force returned to normal, Captain continued on her way. Walking through the kitchen area she took long strides until she reached the bridge.

"Where in the hell was the Gorram announcement so people can brace themselves?" Captain snapped as she held the cigarette between her lips and placed a hand on the edge of the console as she entered in a few things. The course had be rerouted to take them a bit further out than the direct route that had been planned but she had good reason for the course change.

"Reaver attack," she said as she pointed to the center of their previous course. "Longer travel time is better than dead," she added as she pushed the smoke out of her lungs and between her teeth. "Still, stay alert. No auto pilot this trip."

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

Ariana turned to face Hugh as she heard him and smiled, dropping the rings against the outside of her shirt and reached over to him, pressing her tiny finger against his lips the way that Sana had done to her during the night. “Shh,” she whispered quietly and then pointed at Sana still sleeping peacefully there. Pulling her finger away she smiled and went back to playing with the rings but it did not last long; the child grew restless very quickly now that Hugh was awake and began to look around as if plotting what she could get into now. Turning she rested on her knees and faced Sana, tilting her head to the side as she watched her protector sleep; her golden hair falling to the side and the flakes of amber in her eyes shining in the early morning light. Then the child did what most children do when they want attention, she did something to get attention.

Sana could have likely slept for another several hours but it was not an option at that point, the little one was getting anxious and was tired of waiting. Feeling a push against her forehead Sana slowly opened her tired eyes and could see Ariana leaning over her, pressing against her head again and again. She narrowed her eyes for a moment, reaching down slowly as she pulled Hughs arm from around her waist and then quickly scooped the child into her arms and tickled her as she sat up in bed. The little one giggling and squirming as she tried to get away; Sana finally stopped, laughing slightly as she sat up and kept the child in her lap.

“That’s what you get for waking me up,” Sana said in a light hearted voice as she tucked Arianas hair behind her ear. Ariana stuck her tongue out at Sana before sliding off the bed and running to the other side of the room.

“Can’t get me,” Ariana taunted as she held her hands up, pretending to be a cat and rawring at Sana. Sana chuckled as she shook her head some but slowly moved her legs to hang off the side of the bed. “Rawr!”Ariana said playfully and Sana pounced, pushing off the bed and wrapping her arms around the little one, spinning her around before flopping the child gently on the bed next to Hugh.

“Gotcha,” Sana teased. Ariana just lay there laughing; Sana sitting down on the edge of the bed watching her and enjoying the moment. Ariana seemed to have a lot of spirit to her, even after everything she had been through here she was; up and playing as if it was any other day. She had to admire the childs resilience, few adults could have survived what Ariana had been through, much less wake up with such a positive attitude about life. If only everyone could recover from the trials that life threw at them that quickly. Sana knew that Ariana would need a lot of time and that she may never fully put behind her what happened but seeing her sitting there laughing gave her hope that at least what she had endured had not destroyed her.

Looking over to Hugh, Sana smiled. “Good morning dear,” she said in a joyful voice before leaning over and giving a quick kiss. Ariana giggling once again at the sight. Sana shook her head slightly and looked over towards the little one. “Okay, enough of that. I think a big breakfast is in order this morning, what do you two think?” Sana asked as she righted herself and sat there watching the two.

“Yes! Smells so good!” Ariana exclaimed happily before she took Hughs hand and began to pull on it trying to get him out of bed. “Come on, come on,” she said as she tried to move the man. Sana had to cover her mouth due to the want to laugh hysterically at the sight of the child trying to move Hugh under her own force.

Sister Agnes glanced towards the upstairs as she heard the laughter and smiled to herself, it seemed Ariana was awake and having fun already. After everything that had happened with Sana with the first fight she had been worried when she saw her ride into the town with the child but after seeing her place herself between the child and the Evil one on his mount from hell without a thought to her own safety put Sister Agnes’ worries to rest. The woman might have it in her to be brutal but then again, didn’t so many when someone they cared about were put in danger?

She pushed the thought out of her head and smiled as Fiona came over and sat down with her. Wiping her mouth with a napkin, she finished the bite of food that was in her mouth before she answered; nodding slightly in the meantime. After a moment the old woman placed her fork down now that she was able to speak. “Morning Fiona, I trust you slept well,” the sister said in a light hearted voice. “And to answer your question, yes I did, thank you for asking. Was up a little bit after Sana got Ariana in bed since the wee one decided to take a walk last night but as you can hear,” the sister said pointing up stairs about the time Ariana was rawring and laughing. “She decided to sleep elsewhere. So I was able to get some very peaceful rest,” she said before taking a drink of the water she had next to her plate.

“Everyone you brought back was settled down nicely last night. Some here at the inn, the rest were placed with families in and around the village. Thanks to what you all brought back for the village we will be able to get them back on their feet. We are truly in debt to your group for what all you have done,” the sister said in a grateful voice. Turning as Vaeri spoke the sister took a deep breath and smiled brightly. “Those smell wonderful, you are going to spoil the village if you keep cooking like this but I won’t complain. Thank you ever so much,” Sister Agnes said towards the elf woman. The group had really come together to protect the village and keep it safe and it lifted a lot of stress from the nun to know that the slavers would not be bothering them again.

Rising from her place she looked back towards Fiona and smiled. “I think Wylsen was up all night, I doubt he stopped brewing potions after him and Lob finished up taking care of the Hell Hound, I am going to take him some food. Excuse me if you will,” she said in a kind voice before stepping over to the food to fill up a plate for the old apothecary. She wasn’t sure if Lob was still with him or not so she grabbed another plate and filled it up as well, not exactly sure what to put on it she stuck with a variety of things just in case before heading out of the inn and towards the apothecary shop.

Glancing over to where Derrix had made his self-appointed post she smiled towards him. “Have you been up all night?” she asked, though it was came out as more of a surprised conclusion than a question. “Please, go get something to eat; there is more than enough for everyone,” she said in a gentle voice before continuing on her way to the shop to see what Wylsen was up to.