Dartbored Fairy

Caravan: Resurrection

Lyullia looked up from her book. "Well, I can't say I disagree. It's nice out here, but the ever-present danger still means you can't really enjoy it to the fullest now, can you?"

Sighing, Lyullia closed her book again. "You've had experience with being on caravans, right? How 'common' would you say trouble is? And by that I don't mean breakdowns, I mean attacks and such."

Lyullia hoped that the answer would be 'not very common', she didn't like combat after all.

But she knew she'd likely be disappointed by the answer.

Caravan: Resurrection

Lyullia slumped down onto the floor of the Caravan's roof as the fight came to an end. They were now safe - mostly - and the straggler had been rescued. She had managed to at least do something in the fight, even though it had had minimal effect.

Sighing, she grabbed the book that she had dropped moments ago to continue reading, take her thoughts off of the bloodshed.

Then, Daelin climbed up to the roof, shouting something to the people below. Lyullia gave him a polite nod as she turned to read her book. As much as she didn't want to, she knew Daelin was likely right and that there was more to come.

Moments like these made her wish she was back at home.

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Daelin's alert startled Lyullia. Who was attacking? Bandits? Or something worse?

It didn't take long for her to spot the almost wolf-like creatures that were attacking. She didn't like having to fight, but she had to do something.

Moving to the roof of the Caravan, Lyullia uses her magic to create spiked metal Javelins, and from her relatively safe position on top of the cart starts throwing them at the creatures. Sure, she wasn't the most accurate thrower, but at least she was accurate enough to not hit her allies.

Her main target was the creature closest to the others on top of the ramp. She had to get it off somehow, and maybe this bombardment of javelins would be a good way to accomplish it.

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Lyullia nods. "Will do!" She says, as she puts down her book and climbs down from the Caravan's roof and heads towards the reins.

Checking every bit of metal for signs of damage, Lyullia uses her ability to reinforce whatever looks like it could use some strengthening. They could be replaced if needed later, but right now it'd be more important to be able to get going without having to worry about the reins breaking.

If she spots any cracks, she fills them. If she sees anything that is just slightly damaged, she adds another layer of metal.

Hopefully she wouldn't find anything that needed immediate replacement - she didn't have the tools to do that on the spot.

After finishing, she looks up at Marilyn and gives a thumbs up. "All done! This should last at least until we get the chance to set up camp somewhere safe." She says, before climbing onto the caravan, unaware of the approaching danger.

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As Illruvae seemingly let Lyullia be, she decided to return to reading. Grabbing her book from the ground, Lyullia looks around for a place to sit and read.

Deciding that being able to look at the scenery would be nice, Lyullia decides to go to the roof of the caravan.

Once there, she spots Zay. "Hello Captain, I hope you don't mind me reading a book up here."

Not waiting for a response, Lyullia sits down and starts reading again, occasionally looking around at the scenery unless interrupted.

Defiance

@Valkon@Polaris North@Hokum@Seraphin@Jensoman

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As the group manages to narrowly escape the horde, the darkness of the catacombs makes for a sub-optimal refuge.

The staircase leading down into the depths of the catacombs are wet and uneven, and the walls are cold and rough, almost as though the catacombs were dug into the ground by someone who cared not for what the end result looked like.

After a short, but potentially dangerous walk down the stairs, the groups arrives on a level surface once again. They have arrived in what appears to be some sort of burial chamber, judging by the several stone coffins that fill the room. Three in each corner, making for a total 12 solid stone coffins. Unmarked, and undisturbed, whoever was buried here is likely to still rest within their coffin.

The room, however, is not a dead end, nor is it quiet. There are two seperate hallways, one to the right of the stairs, and another across from them. The distant sound of running water echoing through one, while a heavy wind blows through another.

But perhaps most disturbing is the fresh puddle of blood at the bottom of the stairs, while no body is in sight.

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@ArkmageddonCat@Zyngard

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Nona walked up to the Elf, standing on her toes in an attempt to roughly match their heights.

"Mister or Miss Aelih, why do you know nothing of your companions?" Nona asked, grinning. "Do you perhaps plan to rid of them when you see the opportunity?"

As the knight emerges from the bush, Nona turns their attention to them instead, seemingly amused by their response to Nona's 'threat'.

"Oh please, Mr. Knight, the fire's sole purpose would be to drive the prey to the pot. Yet I don't eat Human so there is no need to worry about ending up in my stomach. Metal tastes bad anyway." Nona responded cheerily. "So, what brings you to this little clearing of... mine I guess? Are you here to explore catacombs as well?"

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Lui, who had been hiding behind a tree watching the conversation, suddenly notices Foeldar. The massive tree towered far above her, and asked about the others.

Cautiously, she points in the direction the others went. "T-that way... to some kind of catacombthing..." The massive creature was kind of scary, but somehow less scary than some humans Lui had seen. Perhaps because the tree was made out of wood?

Caravan: Resurrection

Lyullia had been considering going over to chat with Marilyn, but the scout - Daelin or something - had beaten her to it. So, instead she decided to go and read her book.

Only to be interrupted by Ilruvae. Sighing, Lyullia closed her book again.
"Yeah, I work with metal. It can get complex, but it's fun and useful."

Lyullia considered following up with a question of her own but she decided against it. She didn't really feel like socialising. At least not yet.

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As Lyullia wasn't even part of the game, she didn't have to worry about stopping with playing. Instead, she simply put her book away again as Yvette entered the caravan.

Standing up, Lyullia gave Yvette a polite nod. "Good to meet you, Miss Eridal." Lyullia said, glancing around at the others. She had a feeling that Yvette probably wasn't going to be happy with the fact that her 'colleagues' had been playing a card game.

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"I've left my family behind in Marrenfell. They were good people, but ultimately I wanted to go out and do things, not stay in one place forever, so I left for Arcadia."

Closing her book, Lyullia seems lost in thought for a bit. It'd been at least a year since she'd last seen them, and now that she was part of a Caravan she'd be heading back to Marrenfell.

"Perhaps I should visit them if I get the chance, tell them I'm okay, see how they've been doing."

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Lyullia sighs as Daelin pulls out a pack of cards, and instead pulls a book out of her bag.

"Sorry, but I'll pass on the cards. I don't know how to play cards and I'd much rather read a book instead, so maybe some other time."

Sitting down somewhere nearby, Lyullia starts reading. The books she'd taken with her were mostly informative, but she'd also taken a novel with her just in case she got really bored, just like now.