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    1. Afina 9 yrs ago

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9 yrs ago
Spotify has a unique sense of humor, let's see how this plays out.
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9 yrs ago
Time to decide if I keep writing this story or to stop, only time will tell.
9 yrs ago
Happy All Saints Day
9 yrs ago
Oh so done with today, time to sleep ~passes out on the keyboard~ djeicjdjsididjdk
9 yrs ago
If you knock on my door in costume and are over 15.. I will so give you candy, lol The older tue more I fork over, :p

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Now known as @Lady Amalthea

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@Little_ninja We are currently in the Black with out location but will be going planet side soon. The ship crew itself is pretty full, minus medical staff, but if you can come up with something I am sure I can work you into the fold.
@LadyTale Okies, that I can do. Color me interested and sign me up
Sana pursed her lips slightly as she sat there, her back straight and her expression stoic at best; Derrix words coming to her ears and causing a tug in her heart. Even one who nothing of her could tell her mind was swarming with issue and yet Hugh seemed obvious. It caused the pain to sting like salt in an open wound.

"Yes," Sana replied in a morose tone as they continued down the path. She was not sure what to say, she did not know the man so why would she open up to him? Even though she did not know the rest of the group well she half wished that either Fiona or Vaeri were there with her; they at least knew of her father's passing, so she would have something to open up about.

Saunas thoughts drifted to her father and what he had said, about the rest of her family being gone. To her that meant her mother and her sister Ramara had also perished. This added to the turmoil going through her heart. Especially the thought of Ramara, someone she had loved so deeply and cherished; one she would never see again. Sighing as they road she managed to nod slightly through the pain, steeling her features and her emotions before she attempted to speak.

"Thinking of ones I have lost recently, among other things," she managed to say before going silent once again.


Sana kept pushing forward, driving her horse further and further down the path; her cloak whipping in the wind as the chill in the air stung her exposed skin but she didn't care. She was too lost in thought for the elements to register to her senses. The last twenty-four hours had sent her world spinning out of control and she was unable to grasp on how to handle the emotions that were swirling through her. It seemed to drag back to a place she had thought long put behind her, that same feeling of helplessness that had driven her away from the family she had known so very long ago.

Watching Hugh nearly bleed out the previous morning had brought out a wrath in her that she had never thought possible. A brutality that scared her as much as the thought of losing him did. Her mind flashed with the memory of the rage that boiled in her blood when she stared down those that had hurt him and it sent a chill down her spine. She never wanted to feel that type of desperation again and though she felt remorse for the harsh death she had caused by her bare hands, she knew that if any where to harm him in such a manner again she would not hesitate to repeat such again.

That alone would have driven her into cold demeanour she was in but the days harshness had not ended there. At the slavers encampment she had found her father there, tied to a post and his back split open again and again by the whip of the slaver she had fought. His words rang still in her ears that her family was gone, echoed by his last breath before his eyes closed to never open again. The loss stung in a way she had never imagined and there was no condolences for the daughter of a gypsy.

Finding sweet Ariana had helped to break the darkness that was beginning to consume her, yet it was only for a short time. The seeming peace broken by the filth that chased them down on his hound of hell. Sana had lost so much in a single moment she had foolishly stood her ground alone against such a foe and nearly lost her own life in the process. Her body still ached from the night before, her chest being crushed and her back breaking. She had been healed but remnants of the damaged nerves remained, perhaps they always would.

Her world had spun and turned out of control, flipped upside down and she had been left on the sidelines to watch the man she adored face the Anti-Paladin with the others, fear welling back up within her that the same would happen to them that happened to her. Coaxing from one she did not know gave her enough willpower to sing. She had thought nothing would come from it but something had changed and an ability that had laid dormant for her entire life broke free and came to fruition.

Her mind flashed to Hugh after the battle and though he did not know the details of her father's death, no condolence came from him for her loss. No acknowledgement came from his lips of her change. He knew her songs well and knew she could not cast and yet not a word was spoken. Both she had chalked up to the excitement of battle and the late hour of the day but it still stung that she had gone through so much and not a word was whispered.

Adding to all this was not so much Ariana, because the child brought a smile to her features and warmed her heart, but the implications of her presence complicated matters. Hugh had been happier than Sana had ever remembered seeing him since the appearance of the little one and that brought joy to Sanas heart but it also scared her. Her single biggest fear since she had learned of Hughs loss had been that she would end up being nothing more than a replacement wife and mother; it was a concern Hugh had been made aware of so long ago and one he promised that would never occur. Yet to Sana it felt as if it could very well happen now.

Ariana was a Rawn, so no matter what happened Sana felt the child was her responsibility but what would happen between her and Hugh because of the entire situation? They had never spoken of marriage nor children, only enjoying each other presence and living life as much as they could. Sana cared deeply for Hugh, he was her only love though she had never spoken the words, and though she thought Hugh felt the same of her he had never spoken the words either. Sana had wanted to tell him for sometime but had never wanted to push him to feel he needed to say them just because she had so she had waited. Perhaps she had waited too long?

Sighing deeply she pulled back on the reins and brought Epona to a steady trot. She knew Hugh did not know what was going through her mind but it stung that she had been through so much that he did know of and her emotional change was so obvious; yet he still offered no comfort when she was around him or even a single question. Those that had just met her, who knew nothing about her, knew something was off about her. The man that adored her did not? Where did that leave her?

Taking a deep breath she pulled the hood of her mantle down further to cover her melancholy expression and continued on, trying to focus on her surroundings and the path that lay before her. Attempting to push the turmoil swirling through her out of her mind or at least burying it deep within but it was difficult. How could she speak to Hugh about these feelings if he didn't seem to even acknowledge the change. The look on his face when she left hurt, she had wished he had spoken up, said anything but he looked away from her. Perhaps he was just clueless to the entire situation but if that was the case, what then? She did not know and it caused dread to knot up in the pit of her stomach for when dusk approached. Would it be another evening of silence?

Groaning slightly, she glanced over towards her travel companion for this part of the journey before looking away and back towards the road. Perhaps she should say something, try to be polite but she didn't seem to be able to muster such pleasantries right then.
@hoppiholla391 Hasn't been on in a week, feel free to "bunny" the character along at this point until return if you like. Or just move forward.
Any specific type of "supernatural being"? Like do we have to go with classic or can we portray a lesser known type?
I am going to in the morning, was giving ppl a bit of time before I did.
@Dragoknighte@Horrid@Luminosity@knighthawk@Afina@Billsomething@Melkor@Penultimate_Pi@TheWizardLizard@Warrior In The Shadows@Goldeagle1221

Okay - Sana and Derrix are off to scout ahead.

The rest of the group is in the village and ready to pull out when ever you all are ready. Anyone is free to take the lead with the group as far as heading out.

We are in free posting until evening arrives for the group and once it comes I will make a post letting everyone know dusk has arrived and when the group catches up with Sana and Derrix.

Till then, enjoy the free posting - be in thought, talk to each other, day dream, take a nap, what have you. Our next true plot point will come up in the next village, which will be 2 days in RP to get to. So feel free to use this time for character development and learning about the others around you.

Sanas brow rose slightly as she heard Derrix speak up and volunteer for the job of accompanying her to scout ahead; she hadn’t expected him to be the one to step forward but then again she was not sure what to expect from the groups newest arrival. Her head turned slowly as she looked over in his direction and looked him over for a moment, thinking back to the night before when he had charged the Anti-Paladin. He was obviously an accomplished rider, so she wouldn’t have to worry about him not keeping up; which was a good thing because she already seemed to have enough on her mind to worry about currently.

Glancing over towards Hugh, she wondered if he would be okay with this set up; him staying with the group proper while she rode ahead with someone they knew nothing about. Inwardly she groaned because it may cause issues but right then the thought of being away from him to be able to think was appealing. Perhaps this was for the best right now. It would give her a day away so she could sort out her thoughts on the matter and then approach Hugh. Though in all honesty the way she was feeling when the thought of speaking to him crossed her mind made her want to just fight the Anti-Paladin again instead of dealing with it. It would be a bridge that would have to be crossed at one point but right now was not that time. She knew if she was to open her mouth it would either turn into one of her rants or just be a jumbled mess of emotions she was not sure how to deal with.

Righting herself in her saddle, she held perfect posture as she pulled the hood of her mantle up and let her cloak drape across the back of Epona. Looking very much like someone that had crossed paths with Derrix in the past, Sana nodded to his volunteering. “Very well,” she said in a rather stoic tone before looking over at Fiona. “We will find a camp site by dusk and wait for you all there unless something comes up,” she said before glancing over towards Tobias out of the corner of her eyes. “Stay alive and we will speak tonight,” she said as a smirk came across her lips before nudging Epona forward. Coming up next to Hugh she looked at him, it was apparent that she was trying to hold her composure together, looking so much more like the woman that had first walked into an Oasis Tavern so long ago, distant and stand offish than the warmer woman she had become over their time together. She sat there for a short time, simply looking at him before her lips thinned in a forced smile.

“Alright, let’s go,” she said to Derrix as her attention broke from Hugh, her heels digging into the flanks of her steed and tearing off towards the next destination; leaving the rest of the group to head out on their own when they were ready. Tightening her grip on the reins she leaned forward and let the chilled air cut through her as Eponas hooves pounded into the dusty trail that lead out of the village and to the north. She knew that Derrix and her needed to put some distance between themselves and the rest of the group for now so they could take care of the scouting aspect of the journey. She figured she could slow down the pace she had set after a while but for now the need for haste for great. Both for the groups safety and for her own mind. Everything would come to a head at one point but for now she only concentrated on the path before her and the sounds of the forest on either side of the trail that would take them to the next village.
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