Afina

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

Sana gazed up into his eyes as she watched the confusion set in and the knot returned to the pit of her stomach; he truly didn't know what her biggest fear was, that or it just had not dawned on him yet. She stood there, her heart pounding in her chest as he stepped closer and she tried to form the words to help him understand. She wasn't sure how to go about it. Sana was not a particularly delicate woman and when frustration set in she had a tendency to snap or ramble or both. She didn't want to hurt him with her words but there was no way to put it delicately so she opted for the most direct route. It was perhaps the most painful but at lesst it would be over with quickly, at least she hoped it would.

"I..." she started and felt herself begin to stumble over her words. Taking a deep breath she just let it all out as quickly as possible. "I am afraid, after seeing how you acted around Ariana and seemed to block everything out, including my pain and my change, which to be honest is pretty obvious considering I can cast magic now and you know very well that is something I have never been able to do. But yeah, I am scared of you. You had a wife and a family before and well, I was supposed to be a courtesan. Well, duh, you know that, why I am repeating it now it beyond me. I dunno, effect? Well yeah, you know I never wanted to be a replacement to your wife and that's a fear I live with every day... Cause, well if she hadn't died we wouldn't be here today. So damn it, I always feel like I was a fluke, you know. That, be alone if this horrific event hadn't happened. But yeah, now Ariana is here and you're acting like this whole fuzzy warm and cozy family. Which is sweet, but it scares the fuck out of me. I mean well damn it, we never spoke marriage or kids or anything, hell you've never asked me to marry you or even said you loved me. I mean I think you love me but even a brute woman like me wants to hear it. I mean hell, you're the love of my life and I'm maybe runner up? Yeah, that's right, I love your stubborn thickheaded ass. Deal with it. And I'm scared now that Ariana is here, well that this whole family scenario is going to play out and I'll never know if it is because you truly love me or it is just because I am some fucking replacement and you are just tying to get back what you lost and live in the past. So yeah, I'm scared, petrified. Well not petrified cause I am standing here rambling in the rain but terrified. That's why I am scared of you, I'm scared in the end I will just truly end up being the courtesan I have been trying to never be. The second choice, the fill in. The replacement."

Sana rambled everything off so quickly, stumbling over words here and there but she managed to get it out. Perhaps there was more, perhaps not but that what was forefront in her mind and what needed to be dealt with first. She braced herself for the retort, what he would say or do. She was afraid he would yell, or be angry but most of all she was afraid he would walk away or confirm her fears. She stood there though as the rain poured down, ready to take what ever was thrown at her.

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

Sana watched as the group approached, grateful that they had arrived and that it seemed their day had been much more peaceful than the day before. Watching Hugh her hands clasped together beneath her cloak, knuckles white from the pressure as clutched together. She perked a brow as he dismounted Rodger and came over to her, thinking he would rather move out of the rain and into shelter before they spoke; both of them standing there soaking wet as the rain poured down and the chill in the air was most likely not pleasant to anyone but Sana at that time. The cool air was the only thing that brought relief from the burns.

Seeing him smile brought both relief and anxiety. Relief because she never took joy in seeing anything but a smile on his lips but the anxiety was there; fearful that he still was oblivious to her pains and fears. Then the smile faded and she became worried for reason she did not know, other than the unknown. Her breath caught as he spoke, not sure what was happening at first but as his words continued she was finally able to breath again. It wasn't everything she was upset and worried about but it was a start.

"Thank you," she said in a soft voice with a gentle smile on her lips. As he reached forward and touched her scars she pulled back quickly, cringing in pain from his fingers on the burns. Her hand came up and grabbed his wrist, shaking her head. "Please don't, that hurts," she admitted. Reaching out she took his other hand and placed it to the other side of her face and neck where there were no scars. "This side," she said with a pained chuckle. She wasn't mad at him for touching her, it was a simple mistake and something they would both need to remember to be careful about from now on.

"And as far as being beautiful, well duh, I know I'm hot. More now than ever and don't you forget it," she taunted like she did on many occasions with him. Reaching up she cupped the side of his cheek and sighed. "I'm scared," she whispered as she gazed into his eyes. It wasn't something that was easy for her to admit because it was not something she felt often. She tended to run towards danger and fear never hindered her but then it felt crippling. "Of you," she added. She wanted to explain but she waited to see if he would understand why because it was not something she was sure she could put into words.

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

@Dragoknighte@Horrid@Luminosity@knighthawk@Afina@Billsomething@Melkor@Penultimate_Pi@TheWizardLizard@Warrior In The Shadows@Goldeagle1221

K, group has come back together, free posting still

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

And The Group Finds Each Other Once Again

The minutes ticked by every so slowly as Sana sat perched in the tree, one leg pulled her to chest with arms wrapped around it. Sanas head resting upon her knee as she kept ever vigilant to the road to the south; waiting, ever waiting for them to come into view. Her other leg swung to and fro with the wind, the clouds blocking out the sun as the darkness of the squall grew. The rain began a gentle rapping against the leaves; tap tap tap could heard percussionning against the tender canopy above. The pitter patter of droplets falling to the ground below, the light cream color of the road quickly turning to a rich mahogany hue as the rain saturated the grains of dirt. Sana tilted her head back as she pulled the hood of her mantle away, letting the water drip to features. The storm seemed to be emulating the maelstrom within her and her mind drifted to a tune from so long ago as the sounds of the rain were carried to her ears.

Reaching up her hand wiped away the moisture that clung to her exposed skin as a sigh whispered from her lips, cringing as her hand ran over her burns; a pain she would have to learn to live with. So, this was what it meant to embrace a part of you that had been locked away she thought to herself. Everything triggered a memory, a song and caused an unyielding need to release it. Rolling her eyes in frustration she pulled her covering back up into place and let her hands clap against the limb she sat upon, echoing the natural sounds already surrounding her. A gentle hum resonated from her throat as she watched the rain fall, her head bobbing in time with the beat of the storm as it fully arrived to the area. Dusty lips parted as the words began to flow from memory into the present, a beautiful tune flowing from her into the winds.

“When tomorrow comes, will I be on my own? Feeling frightened of things that I don’t know when tomorrow comes?” she sung hollowly, the last two words echoing through the forest around her. Her head tilting back to look up as the storm began to rage on, sheets of rain falling to the earth below from the heavens above; vision being cut to nothing but a few feet in front of her eyes. “And though the road is long I look up to the sky and in the dark I found lost hope that I won’t fly and I sing along,” she sung, the words continuing to echo in harmony with her own voice as the note bounced off rock, stone and brush. A gentle light started to emit from her form, a soft slate hue began to whip around her in the wind, catching her notes and carrying them like a beacon to cut through the darkness and the murky dusk.

“I got all I need when I got you and I, I look around me and see a sweet life. I’m stuck in the dark but you’re my flash of light. You’re getting me though the night. Kick start my heart when you shine it in my eyes. I can’t lie, it’s a sweet life. Stuck in the dark but you’re my flash of light. You’re getting me though the night, ‘cause you’re my flash of light,” she continued, her tune breaking through the claps of thunder and rolling with the thunder; the beam of light from her flowing and tearing into the clouds above, a pillar of light that could be seen from far away to guide the rest of her group. Light and song calling out to them to bring them safely down the trail as the crash from the crying skies bellowed about.

“I see the shadows long beneath the mountain top. Be not afraid when the rain won’t stop ‘cause I’ll light the way,” she sung as she grasped the softened bark of the tree, pulling herself to her feet and standing tall there on the branch that swayed with the storm; the wind and light thrashing her cloak around her, it billowing up in the fuming gust. Sana did not fight again the song and just let it flow through, each note becoming easier to control as she accepted her newly unlocked ability.

“I got all I need when I got you and I, I look around me and see a sweet life. You’re stuck in the dark but I’m your flash of light. I’m getting you through the night. Kick start your heart when I shine it in your eyes. Can’t lie, it’s a sweet life. Stuck in the dark but I’m your flash of light getting you through the night,” she caroled again and again, letting the verse repeat like the echoing thunder. Each time the last verse repeated it grew in intensity and power as it broke through the storm.


As the group came into the view from behind the curtain of the storm a content look fell over her features, it had worked and that was one thing she could be happy about. Stepping forward she jumped off the branch that had been her home for a short time; her boots landing with a soft splash into the puddle below her. “Don’t be afraid when the rain won’t stop cause I’ll light the way, a flash of light getting you through the dark of the night,” she sung as she stepped out from the tree and along the side of the road next to the path that would lead to the camp. Pulling the hood of her mantle back she stepped into full view of the group as they drew near, a gentle smile playing on her lips as the light still poured from her. Though the light was bright enough to break through the storm and the rain it was nothing more than a gentle and comforting glow to behold.

“This way, we found shelter,” she spoke in a kind voice that still carried on the winds, the light fading from her form and the beacon fading away; her cloak slowly falling from the winds it had been caught up in and wrapping back around her. The rain clung to her soaked hair and cloak, rolling down her form and dripping from the edges of her clothing to the ground below as she motioned towards the path. Stepping to the side of the path she motioned in the direction they needed to go. “Be careful, the path gets narrow in parts,” she said looking at the group and waiting for them to continue on.

Looking towards Hugh, she felt a knot form in the pit of her stomach. She knew the needed to speak but she dreaded the conversation. Not about finally being able to speak, to hopefully come to an understanding and perhaps seeing what ever it was she was missing but that her fears may be truly founded. Either way she needed answers and she thought he might as well. Whatever the outcome it needed to happen. Taking a breath she looked up at him on Rodger and gave him a small nervous smile, but it was a true smile this time and it was not forced.

What Happened?

Sana is in pain
It started raining, a lot, down pour, can't see crap outside a few feet in front of you now
Sana sings, causing a pillar of light to go up from where she is to the sky above - you can see thus through the rain and you can hear the song over the sound of the storm
Everyone gets soaked, yay!
Song and light lead you down the road to where Sana is
She stops singing, light stops
Points to path you need to follow to get to the shelter
Will find Derrix at end of the path in the cave opening, I hope
Sana is waiting to move until group Makes their way off the road and towards the shelter
Sana is trying to smile at Hugh

So yeah, crap happened.

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

“Very well, I will be back with the rest of the group,” she said before giving Epona a gentle pat. Turning she left her steed there at the cave with Derrix and began to walk back towards the main road; figuring Epona could use a rest from carrying her most of the day. Glancing up at the sky she sighed slightly, it was going to be a long and dreary evening but hopefully the morning would bring about a brighter day on many levels. Pulling the hood of her mantle up, she tucked loose strands of gold beneath it. Thunder rolled through the country side as she pressed through the forest, down the path that lead back to the main road. The wind whipping through the leaves as the chilled air was brought down from the atmosphere to the ground below; a shiver running through Sanas senses as she pulled her cloak tightly around her form.

As she reached the road she glanced around, it would be sometime before the main part of the group caught up with them. Looking towards a tree, she placed one foot in front of the other; making a quick sprint before she leapt; fingers reaching up and wrapping around the lower limb of a maple, her body arching to pull her around and up. Releasing her grasp she landed softly on the branch, the movement of leaves unnoticeable due to the winds already cutting through them. Sliding down the trunk of the tree she rested down on the branch, letting a leg dangle freely as she sat there and leaned back to get comfortable. It was as good a place as any to keep watch, allowing her a clear sight of the road without exposing her own presence.

Resting her head back, she watched the road; the wind kicking up the dust of the trail as the storm rolled in. A deep breath and she could taste the oncoming rain; it would be there before the rest of the group arrived unless they hurried their pace. Sana used this time alone to think about the past day and the events that occurred, attempting to figure out where her life would go from here. She knew no matter how much she thought on the subject it would not change the path set before her yet a blind path made for tense travels. Sighing deeply as her hands rested in her lap, gently fiddling with the lace of her corset she hoped for the best but prepared herself for the worst. There was nothing more she could do right then.

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

@Dragoknighte@Horrid@Luminosity@knighthawk@Afina@Billsomething@Melkor@Penultimate_Pi@TheWizardLizard@Warrior In The Shadows@Goldeagle1221

Okay, the two groups will be meeting back up in Rp later today and making camp for the evening.

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

Sana nodded in agreement as she swung a leg over and slid down, her feet landing softly in the bed of clovers. Pulling the hood of her mantle back she undoing her bow from her back and nocked an arrow into place; keeping the tip of the arrow aimed low she approached the mouth of the cave. Her eyes darted about as she looked around, it seemed to go deep enough back before the clover bed stopped to be able to keep the group sheltered.

It kept going back as the green gave way to the grey and brown of pebbles and dirt. No sounds other than the dripping of water from the roots into the small pond seemed to echo through the space. Glancing up, Sana noticed that the roots seemed to be tightly wound together, letting no light break through.

"Well hopefully when the rain comes it will keep us dry," Sana said as she dropped her arrow back into its quiver. Looking back over to Derrix she pursed her lips some before shrugging. "Guess it is as good a place as any," she remarked before turning and slinging her bow back into place. Taking Eponas reins she led her over to the pond to get a drink.

"I can start gathering wood for a fire. Mind heading back to the main road and keeping an eye out for the rest? I'll yell if anything shows up," she said as she glanced over to him. "Or I can go wait and you can gather the wood, either works for me."

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

Angpetu looked over towards the door as she heard the knock, her hand on the trigger of her rifle that was sitting her in lap just in case. As she saw the man from before she loosened her grip and simply rested her hand over the rifle. Her shirt was stained with blood from the attack and she looked slightly tired from the entire endeavor but other than that she looked as if this was a completely normal evening for her.

"That was a Nakani," she said in a calm voice as she leaned forward and took the bottle he had brought up with him from his hand. "Thanks," she said before pulling the top off and taking a long pull from the bottle; cringing slightly as she swallowed, feeling the burn of the liquor continue from her pallet and down her throat. Handing the bottle back over to him she rested back in her chair and stared out of the window as the winds picked up and the curtains moved with it.

"A nasty bit of Kin but sadly enough they're some of the easier to take down," she admitted before looking back over towards him. "I guess I should explain a bit more. Ya look like me the first time I saw a Kin. Before I do, know one you step into this world there's no leaving it. You can't unlearn what I am about to say just like ya can't un-see what ya have just seen. It'll haunt ya until the day ya die and perhaps even longer than that. Ya sure you wanna go down this rabbit hole?" she asked as she looked at the man, giving him a chance to turn around and walk away.

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

Sana smiled softly as she listened to Derrix describe his homeland, it sounded like it was a truly beautiful place but then again she had seen many stunning lands in her travels. What made the description so much deeper than what was on the surface of the words was how he spoke about it. There was a certain love that floated about when he talked about it, and it helped her to understand, even if only a bit, what it meant to have a homeland. It was something Sana had never had but she could understand the draw. Perhaps his homeland to him was like her love of song and music. It was just something that the heart could beat to. Whether it be to never ending fields or a single note held to be caught on the wind. Perhaps home within the soul, not within the mind.

"It sounds lovely," she said in a kind voice. Even though Sana and Derrix hadn't spoken much about what was bothering her, the general conversation had been pleasant and it helped to put her more at ease. He was mysterious but underneath that mystery was a kindness. It was something she could appreciate.

"And yes, your steed seems to be truly remarkable. Though I have to wonder if that is the horse or its master," she said as she looked over towards him. "Perhaps a bit of both," she added before glancing around and taking note of a path off the side of the road. "Hrm, I wonder," she muttered to herself as she pulled on the reins and steered Epona towards the forest.

After a few minutes of following the path she stopped and her lips parted as a soft "wow," escaped her lips. There just beyond the sight of the road was a natural formed cave that seemed to be cut into the rock face not by wear of weather but formed by a single large oak that grew above two cliffs and its roots formed the top of the cave itself. The roots spanned over the top and grew down the side of the rock to the forest floor where they met a small pond of water at the base. The cave floor itself was covered with a bed of lush green clovers.

"I think this will do for the evening," she said as she looked over towards Derrix. "What do you think?" she asked, wanting his input. The path was not as wide as the road but it was enough for the wagon to get through if they were careful and the cave opening was large enough for a nice sized camp beneath the roots of the tree.