Forsythe

Townsfolk of Lorenstad - A Fantasy Village RP

"I said nothing about destroying you being simple. I said it's beneath me. I have no need to harm those who would lie to me. Why spend such an effort for any scum of the sort? Simply ignoring their existence is far less tiresome." the dragon-turned-witch grinned. She wanted to continue the conversation, but the group was rudely interrupted by a bunch of different kind of scum looking for easy coin (And no, she definitely never raided a caravan herself, nooooo!).

"Come, bandits! Face the fire and darkness themselves, if you dare!" She roared in her draconic voice loudly enough to rattle everyone present, less of a sound and more of a shockwave. Several arrows buried themselves in her fur coat that occupied the spot she just vacated in one long jump, landing just behind the smoke barrier Thadeus created. "Suffer my rage!" She growled as the silver blade was drawn and pointed at one of their attackers. Everyone so far seemed to incapacitate the bandits. Taraah had no such plans. In a second the length of her blade was engulfed in fire, which promplty shot forward as a jet, searing half of the flesh off of the poor sap in front of it.

Then, she stabbed the tip of her blade into the ground, and a vile, black aura seemed to coil like tendrils around her.

"Rise!"

The still smoldering skeleton twitched, got up, and proceeded to claw at the eyes of the man standing next to it.

Townsfolk of Lorenstad - A Fantasy Village RP

@Ozzy Cross@Searat

As the wagon, horse and the motley group finally got moving, Margaret kept walking alongside at a brisk pace. Keeping up was nothing to her, but sitting down on the cart might lead to the cart getting an axle broken. Or all of them. Her illusion spell could only hide so many things, and her mass was not one of them, her human form leaving rather deep footprints anywhere that was not paved.

She kept her talk with Thaddeus: "You need not release the blade form your hand. If you were truly close to those dragons, I wonder... did they reveal to you their true names?" She asked. True names were reserved for family and only a few very close, very trusted friends. Heck, in her family, she only trusted her father with it. Her brothers were opportunistic blacks and the witch of a female that called herself their mother would one day die by her hand, if it was the last thing Taraah ever did. "If the dragon since perished, I could hardly use it against them, and knowing it I could perform a resonance spell to gauge if you are truthful." she explained.

"If you are, you have my undying friendship. If you are lying... Well, frankly, dealing with that is beneath me." she snotred amusedly. "I can not lose the feeling though that for some reason fates decided I should meet you. One does not simply wander into a friend of dragonkin, as the rest of this town clearly shows."

She was briefly amused by the return of the apologetic wizard. "Better an apologetic bigot and coward than one not reformed at all," she shot an ugly look towards TOM, "I will fight by your side, wizard."

Townsfolk of Lorenstad - A Fantasy Village RP

@Zanavy@Ozzy Cross@RedPandaGamer@Kumbaris@Searat

Taraah - In front of TOM

Margaret raised her arm, offering it to the Hawk to perch on. "I thank you for your offer, although I worry that it may more likely result in a mob with pitchfork and torches chasing down on me. I think I will stay disguised for now, and let my actions show the people who I am. If some of them then decide to attack me after all, well, that is their folly." she shrugged, "I would rather go for a relaxing flight, sky-sister. You must know of a good hunting ground around." Taraah moaned. She still only had the mystery soup and foul eggs to eat. Hopefully a large deer or small bear will not pay attention while they are searching for Guan.

The dragoness nodded at Thaddeus. "Well, if he did, you shown me how to turn him off." she grinned, "And I would like to hear more very much. After we return then, prefferably over a roast and spirit." she nodded.

Shiina came back making a ruckus and trying to keep everyone from killing each other over misunderstandings and prejudices. When the question of her shapeshifting came up, Taraah had to pause to think before answering: "While rpesent company may be used to my true form by now, any strangers we meet would cause issues. Worry not about me though, I have means of keeping up with a horse." she said finally.

Just as she did so, the night elf came crashing out of a window of her establishment, before the wizard that proclaimed to also help them bolted faster than Taraah could summon a fire circle to prevent him form fleeing. "Ugh! We should swing by that coward's tower and hold him to his promise!" She growled furiously.

Townsfolk of Lorenstad - A Fantasy Village RP

Taraah - Denied attention in front of TOM

"Aaaaaw! What you'd done that for?" Taraah almost bawled, "The little guy was clearly excited to see me, the first person to do so in this town! Did I fail to mention I love being adored, pampered and worshipped if you like?" she shook her head, wisps of flame starting to cover her sclaes, until once more they vanished and Margaret stood on the street again. She walked over to Thaddeus' back, reached out into her satchel and pulled out a vial with unidentifiable substance. She uncorked it and waved it under Thomas' nose, making the boy gasp loudly and open his eyes.

She walked a few steps over, looking at Thadeus: "Do you know whom it belonged to? If not, I would like to examine it. I'll return the sword undamaged, just a magical resonance test." she asked as politely as she was able given the item to be examined. "But if you are a friend of dragonkin, you have nothing to worry about where I am concerned. Unlike a certain night elf." she shot an annoyed glance towards the Inn. "You spoke of my kind as your family. I would like to hear that story, if you are willing to share some time."

Townsfolk of Lorenstad - A Fantasy Village RP

Taraah - in front of TOM

"I am not scared, I am enraged!" The dragon roared fiercly. "However you came to posess it, someone either slain one of us or, even worse, robbed a grave!" She continued more calmly, but her face still looked serious. How dares someone disturb a body's rest! The soul remembers the body and mind when it reincarnates according to her kin's beliefs. Disturbing graves is a higher sacrilage than taking a trophy from a slain opponent, there at least the dragon died in battle, hopefully gloriously!

Once her anger abated a little, her brain registered the rest of what Thaddeus said. She carefully looked him over. She could not see his heart beating faster, sweat or anything that would betray he was lying. Did she dare take a chance on him? "I want to believe you. I desperately want to believe you." She finally said, her posture relaxing from 'ready to murder this entire town' to just 'ready to dodge a blade'. "But I will want to know more. If I am not satisfied with the answers, I will lay that bone to rest. And you along with it if need be. But let us find Shiina's friend first."

Townsfolk of Lorenstad - A Fantasy Village RP

@Ozzy Cross@Zanavy

Taraah - Scaring patrons away from entering TOM

The dragoness briefly almost fell asleep. She could not help it - The skies was clear and the sun was caressing her scales, and the cobbles in the road were sooooo waaarm. She started to not off, her eyelids getting heavy, only for yet another loudmouth animal to make an appearance and noise. She raised her head, blinking the tiredness from her eyes and focused on the hawk thing, eyeridges creasing in a frown: "What in Bahamut's shiny scales is this town's deal? Your citizens are a menagerie of all races, yet everyone seems to hate dragons and wants to slay them on sight! Can you not see the irony here? You have neighbors who are as much danger as I am." she growled.

Thaddeus then mentioned that he has fought a dragon before, which gained Taraah's attention instantly, her head swinging to face the half Mesmer. "I can only conclude that it was either a friendly spar or that you did not have all wits about you at the time? You know, you being alive still and all. That or you ran into a dragon who for some bizzare reason took a pity on you and let you live?" She said, a bit more guarded now as she raised to her feet. She took a long whiff of the sea farer. Dragon eyes were their best sense, but their smell was also very keen. The scent of the sea was still fresh on him - he must have indeed arrived recently. But then, she took a step back, ready to pounce as she smelled something distinctly familiar: "Where. Did. You. Get. It."

Townsfolk of Lorenstad - A Fantasy Village RP

Theres still other people in town, porkjob mayor with hooves likely can't even wield a weapon most likely, minnow won't go where Taraah does, we have gunner and the honey elf still in town, and lil bit further by the river is the gator, demon and talking cat.

Townsfolk of Lorenstad - A Fantasy Village RP

Taraah - TOM

"Phahahaha haaaaaa~~~" roared the dragon's laughter upon seeing Yoshina in the maid getup, more smoke puffing from her nose, making the establishment a bit hazy as if it was more of an opium den rather than an inn. "Oh hime-chan, hime-chan! How far the nobles of the east have fallen!" Humans - they so silly. Shiina was trying to do more for her dignity than the princess herself, something Taraah admired the Firetail for - utterly futile as the effort was. She certainly failed to keep her sense of decorum - In fact, the believed she would never be able to look at Yoshina in the same light ever again.

Hearing Shiina announce that they would wait outside, she backed out of the Inn entrance, curling herself into a neat pretzel like a cat in the middle of the street. "So, how does this Guam character look like? I have eyes better than all of you combined, I can tell people apart from leagues up in the air, but I have to know what to look for. Or do I just stay visible and he will come trying to slay me like you did?" she grinned at the firetail. She was not bitter about it, but she enjoyed the guilt shaming a little bit too much.

Townsfolk of Lorenstad - A Fantasy Village RP

Taraah - Shina's smithy --> TOM

"Off we go, then! You two, pack what you need and meet me at the inn. And if you have a picture of your missing friend, bring it. I will organize a mob to help us search in the meantime!" The dragoness purred with determination. She raised her wings and reared up on her hind legs, casting jagged shadows over her two companions, before beating them and raising herself to the sky, looping away with the grace of the smallest birds. And, accidentally blowing sand into the eyes of her company.

She headed to the terrible establishment, following Shiina who was walking along the road below her. She could swear the awful sour smell was still attacking her nostrils. Spoiling eggs with vinegar, how dare they! She landed in front of the door with a loud thud, blowing a puff of smoke form her nose before poking her head in after Shiina headed inside: "Fair folk of Lorenstad! A Friend of Sheena's has gone missing, we are going to search for them! Can any of you lend us your aid?" her voice bellowed over even the racket of the patrons.

A chirp then reminded her that the Lapoo creature was on her hsoulder, looking a bit flattened by the wond and frightened.

Townsfolk of Lorenstad - A Fantasy Village RP

@RedPandaGamer@Ozzy Cross

Taraah looked at the not-mesmer greedily. "I did not intend to harm anyone or attach the town in the first place, but I do like being adored, feel free to do so at any time. That said, I am on the lookout for several materials of magical nature. If you can compile a list of your inventory, I shall have a look." she bowed her head politely, "I can pay you in materials that more commonly give you buying power, or offer my own services."

Her head then snapped to Shiina. "We shall depart then and search for your missing mentor!" she proclaimed, somewhat wanting to foster a friendship with the person who seemed so far the most hostile towards her. If the others saw them overcoming that, hopefully it would tell others with the same mindset that just because something has four libs, wings and scales, one did not need to necessarily run for the hills. Well, some of the time. When she was concerned. Dragons like her five black brothers, well... "So that you can show me your finest without worry and we shall craft the mot beautiful and powerful things together! Which way?"