Sorry for such a long wait. Got sick while on vacation and still remained sick even after finally getting back home. Really sapped me of the energy I needed to post. To be honest, I'm still not completely better, but I hated keeping you all waiting for so long.
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STATUS: Goodbye Miura. One of my favorite fantasy authors of all time has gone too soon. 4 yrs ago
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Goodbye Miura. One of my favorite fantasy authors of all time has gone too soon.
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Don't forget, they made another new hero named Screentime. A meme loving superhero who got his powers from exposure to internet gas. He has the ability to basically be a smart phone.
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Sometimes I open up a new tab on my browser and I forget what I intended to do with it... What am I doing here again?
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When did I do that?
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Whenever you're feeling down, just remember that this man is cheering you on: youtu.be/KxGRhd_iWuE
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"It's very nice to meet you, Mars," Kath replied, keeping up her polite, yet not completely formal facade. Once the adventurer had taken his leave and left the two girls to their own devices, the dragonoid would take her own leave of Ashara to perform her own bit of research. Unless the kitsune enjoyed pouring over near illegible books with her, there wouldn't be much for her to contribute with, so she was happy to hear her suggestion to separate momentarily and reconvene later.
Unable to read any of the signs that may have directed her to a library, Kath would use a combination of poking her head into stores to see if any had a large supply of books and asking for directions to find herself inside the local general store. There, the owner would be kind enough to let the girl have a look at his collection of literature and give her the chance to reveal what the purpose of the second large book she brought was. Having suspected that the difference in language would come up, she had brought a lexicon of all the various languages she had translated back in the old world of YGGDRASIL, in the hopes that she might find one similar to this region's primary language. It was no Rosetta Stone, but it was far better than starting her research from scratch.
Time would pass. Much more time than Kath would think if anyone had asked her how long she had been at her research, but even she knew it was time for a break. Significant progress had been made though, and she knew that when she left the general store finally and had a basic understanding of what the buildings around her were for based solely on the sign posts outside them. She wouldn't be writing any academic papers in this language, but she could help any possible spies Lord Rodias might send into towns and villages in passing off as any normal citizen.
Speaking of spies though, Kath couldn't shake the feeling that one was on her tail at that very moment. In the corner of her eye, she had seen them, staring at her from across the street just before someone had passed between them and allowed her pursuer to fade out of sight. Just because she couldn't see them though, didn't mean she didn't still feel their aura lingering in the area. It was quite a powerful aura as well. Possibly even as powerful as herself. If not for the safety that Ashara's presence provided, Kath would be feeling extremely cornered at the moment.
And then a voice in her head caused her to jump. She had been so focused on her surroundings, Graft's message had taken her completely by surprise. "Er, yes Graft? I don't have access to my library, but if I cannot answer your question myself, I should be able to direct you to the text you might need," Kath would reply. While she kept her polite tone, her draconic eyes would continue to search for that small, cloaked figure she had spotted earlier.
Unable to read any of the signs that may have directed her to a library, Kath would use a combination of poking her head into stores to see if any had a large supply of books and asking for directions to find herself inside the local general store. There, the owner would be kind enough to let the girl have a look at his collection of literature and give her the chance to reveal what the purpose of the second large book she brought was. Having suspected that the difference in language would come up, she had brought a lexicon of all the various languages she had translated back in the old world of YGGDRASIL, in the hopes that she might find one similar to this region's primary language. It was no Rosetta Stone, but it was far better than starting her research from scratch.
Time would pass. Much more time than Kath would think if anyone had asked her how long she had been at her research, but even she knew it was time for a break. Significant progress had been made though, and she knew that when she left the general store finally and had a basic understanding of what the buildings around her were for based solely on the sign posts outside them. She wouldn't be writing any academic papers in this language, but she could help any possible spies Lord Rodias might send into towns and villages in passing off as any normal citizen.
Speaking of spies though, Kath couldn't shake the feeling that one was on her tail at that very moment. In the corner of her eye, she had seen them, staring at her from across the street just before someone had passed between them and allowed her pursuer to fade out of sight. Just because she couldn't see them though, didn't mean she didn't still feel their aura lingering in the area. It was quite a powerful aura as well. Possibly even as powerful as herself. If not for the safety that Ashara's presence provided, Kath would be feeling extremely cornered at the moment.
And then a voice in her head caused her to jump. She had been so focused on her surroundings, Graft's message had taken her completely by surprise. "Er, yes Graft? I don't have access to my library, but if I cannot answer your question myself, I should be able to direct you to the text you might need," Kath would reply. While she kept her polite tone, her draconic eyes would continue to search for that small, cloaked figure she had spotted earlier.
totally gonna pretend I haven't had a full rp with the APPLY tag up for a week. def not.
@Xaltwind I'm actually out of the country at the moment. I can still post and I do plan to hopefully do so at least once before I get back home on the 11th, but finding a time we can all hop online to work on a collab together might be a little difficult to do.
For my family, Christmas Eve is for one side of the family and Christmas is for for the other side.
Since us swedes for some arbitrary reason have it in our heads that you celebbrathe Xlatmas on the 24th, rather than the 25th like every other country in the world, I'll be going shortly to my old man's house. Stuff my face with food, prtend to make pleasant small-talk with his girlfriend, hand out some Xaltmas presents and get a T-shirt in return, then come back home in the afternoon.
Not that I think my absence will be much noted, but just in case you're wondering why I'm not here for 14 hours straight today - that's why.
Regardless, Merry Xaltmas all you lovely pagans! I'll see you in a few hours again~
Oh, and @Guess WhoI liked that post thar, Kath so cute. :3
Thank you. And Merry Christmas to you too.
Kath couldn't help but blush at Ashara's kind words. She had never received such kind words before in her life, other than the occasional comment by a guest of the Chateau on how cute she was. Her words were not only a compliment to her intelligence and manners though. There was more. This wasn't an offhand remark on her appearance, this was a promise. A pledge to be her shelter for any trying times the two may face on this mission for Lord Rodias. Perhaps it was naive to believe that this vulpine woman could protect her from any danger, but when it was declared with such determination she couldn't help but believe that Ashara really could defeat any attacker and save her from any danger that came to her person. She probably read one too many adventure stories.
With a determined nod of her head, Kath replied back, "Alright. I'll do my best to support you as well. If anything comes our why, we'll face it side-by-side." Just to emphasize this promise, the dragonoid closed her eyes and took a step forward, finally crossing the threshold into this new world. For the first time ever, she had left Chateau Gothika and the world felt ever so bigger for it. "I can do it," she whispered to herself as her eyes opened again, taking in the scenery with a new perspective. With a smile toward her traveling companion, she said, "Let begin our trek," and began to walk toward the sleepy village that sat so quietly beneath their home.
As the two walked through the mountain, Kath would remain equally alert as Ashara, though for different reasons. Where the kitsune was on the look out for danger, the dragon was on the look out for information. Every moment she did not spend watching her step, she would be writing and drawing inside one of the two large tomes she had brought with her. Evidently, that book had been mostly blank and was now in use as a journal to record all of the various flora and fauna the twosome passed. She may have even asked Ashara to stop several moments to make sure her quick sketches and descriptions remained as accurate as possible, if not for the fact that they had a mission assigned to them and taking frequent stops would significantly slow their progress.
Her interest would divert back to Ashara when she made her transformation to a more human form though. Kath couldn't help but continue being the nosy explorer as watched, wondering to herself if everyone appeared that way when changing themselves in such a way. It wasn't often she had seen her fellow Chateau-residents make such a alteration to their person, and while she herself had the similar ability of multiple forms, she had never been in the mood to look upon a mirror as it happened.
The village was nice and peaceful, almost exactly how Kath had imagined the home of many heroes looked like before they began their journey. She almost had to fight off the ability to skip through town and enjoy its tranquil aura. It was probably a good thing she was successful as well, as the man that confronted them may have been even more hostile to their presence if she did something that would draw so much attention to the pair.
"My ap-" Kath would begin, before stopping to clear her throat. As Ashara had said, they were soldiers of fortune, people not exactly well known for their manners if the stories she read were true. Speaking formally would possibly gain them suspicion. "Sorry if..." 'Previous encounters.' That's what she wanted to say, but again she had to pause to remind herself to drop her usual demeanor to keep up the act given to them by her lord. "Some run in you had with one of my kind went sour for you, sir. I hope you'll find me and my partner here more pleasant to deal with than other Dragonscarred," she began. She liked that word, 'Dragonscarred.' It rolled off the tongue well.
"As she said, we are mercenaries, though we've only taken up the profession rather recently. We were hoping to find someplace for work while we made our way North. It doesn't have to be anything violent of course. We're not above doing some chores if it'll give us enough to pay for a bed and food later on," Kath said, interested in seeing what these people used for currency. Coinage could tell you a lot about a nation. They were covered in symbols and people that the citizens most likely valued. If these people didn't have coin and worked on a barter system instead, it would tell them that they were probably on the fringes of the nation they called home. Maybe even independent with no ruler, though that seemed unlikely with such a man as this acting as the village's guardian.
With a determined nod of her head, Kath replied back, "Alright. I'll do my best to support you as well. If anything comes our why, we'll face it side-by-side." Just to emphasize this promise, the dragonoid closed her eyes and took a step forward, finally crossing the threshold into this new world. For the first time ever, she had left Chateau Gothika and the world felt ever so bigger for it. "I can do it," she whispered to herself as her eyes opened again, taking in the scenery with a new perspective. With a smile toward her traveling companion, she said, "Let begin our trek," and began to walk toward the sleepy village that sat so quietly beneath their home.
As the two walked through the mountain, Kath would remain equally alert as Ashara, though for different reasons. Where the kitsune was on the look out for danger, the dragon was on the look out for information. Every moment she did not spend watching her step, she would be writing and drawing inside one of the two large tomes she had brought with her. Evidently, that book had been mostly blank and was now in use as a journal to record all of the various flora and fauna the twosome passed. She may have even asked Ashara to stop several moments to make sure her quick sketches and descriptions remained as accurate as possible, if not for the fact that they had a mission assigned to them and taking frequent stops would significantly slow their progress.
Her interest would divert back to Ashara when she made her transformation to a more human form though. Kath couldn't help but continue being the nosy explorer as watched, wondering to herself if everyone appeared that way when changing themselves in such a way. It wasn't often she had seen her fellow Chateau-residents make such a alteration to their person, and while she herself had the similar ability of multiple forms, she had never been in the mood to look upon a mirror as it happened.
The village was nice and peaceful, almost exactly how Kath had imagined the home of many heroes looked like before they began their journey. She almost had to fight off the ability to skip through town and enjoy its tranquil aura. It was probably a good thing she was successful as well, as the man that confronted them may have been even more hostile to their presence if she did something that would draw so much attention to the pair.
"My ap-" Kath would begin, before stopping to clear her throat. As Ashara had said, they were soldiers of fortune, people not exactly well known for their manners if the stories she read were true. Speaking formally would possibly gain them suspicion. "Sorry if..." 'Previous encounters.' That's what she wanted to say, but again she had to pause to remind herself to drop her usual demeanor to keep up the act given to them by her lord. "Some run in you had with one of my kind went sour for you, sir. I hope you'll find me and my partner here more pleasant to deal with than other Dragonscarred," she began. She liked that word, 'Dragonscarred.' It rolled off the tongue well.
"As she said, we are mercenaries, though we've only taken up the profession rather recently. We were hoping to find someplace for work while we made our way North. It doesn't have to be anything violent of course. We're not above doing some chores if it'll give us enough to pay for a bed and food later on," Kath said, interested in seeing what these people used for currency. Coinage could tell you a lot about a nation. They were covered in symbols and people that the citizens most likely valued. If these people didn't have coin and worked on a barter system instead, it would tell them that they were probably on the fringes of the nation they called home. Maybe even independent with no ruler, though that seemed unlikely with such a man as this acting as the village's guardian.
Kath better come up with some clever things to tell that grumpy-pants villager, you know, explain why two smokin' hotties who look nothing alike suddenly roll up on a dismal, backwater mining town out of the blue... Ashara isn't exactly the greatest con-artist or bamboozler around, despite being a tricksy fox-demon. xD
She'll certainly do her best.
@Guess WhoOi, you! Ashara didn't insult Light's weight, she merely warned her that eating everything and anything that everyone else left behind might cause her to grow fat! D:
Ah sorry. The "'Careful, Miss Light. If you eat too muhch you might grow fat.' Ashara warned," And "in truth, it wasn't like Ashara disliked Light, she just found her presence uncomfortable and her personality... Well, in need of improvement, shall we say?" Sentences made it seem like the first one was supposed to be sarcastic. I'll try and edit it later today to fix that. Sorry again for misreading it.
And I'm sorry to hear about work mistreating you. Sounds like a pretty terrible boss to work for.
Kath would let out a small cough as she tried to avoid choking on the last of her cookie, listening to her future traveling partner begin to spurn their Vault Keeper. With Light often spending her time near their treasury to make sure it remained constantly guarded and never undefended and the dragonoid doing the same with her own library, neither of them really had many chances to interact. Making fun of the Lovecraftian defender's weight seemed a bit petty to her though, regardless of whether she deserved the insult or not.
Though Kath had to admit, she caused her scales and skin to crawl somewhat just by being close.
When Ashara made her next comment, Kath was glad she had finished eating her cookie. Now she was talking of dates? How scandalous. Should such talk really be discussed here within the Climax Hour? She would resign herself to making no comment on it, but the librarian hoped that none of the other Chapter Keepers and residents of the Chateau spoke of such things behind her back. Despite the meticulous records kept within The Athenaeum of Historia, she could not possibly read every volume kept inside. She was bound to miss some of the gossip that floated around their home.
In any case, it was time she gathered her belongings for the upcoming trip. "Yes, I'll meet you there. Don't worry, I shall not keep you waiting long," Kath said, moving to the fourth chapter at a respectable pace. It was much quicker than walking, but didn't cause her to lose her expected elegance. Her sophisticated look came naturally to the librarian and any effort to lose that refinement would take conscious effort on her part.
However, just as promised, Ashara would not wait long at the main gate. Only a couple minutes after the kitsune had made herself comfortable enjoying the view, Kath arrived, two heavy looking tomes tucked securely under each arm. She really did have her books well organized to collect them so quickly. Upon reaching the grand doors that stood at Chateau Gothika's entrance though, she would stop in her tracks. "I've never been this far from The Athenaeum before," she admitted. "You don't suppose I should go back and bring more do you? In case something happens? Like a fire? Or a robber? Or a vandal? What if someone were to try and explore the Forbidden Section? I'm cautious to even let Lord Rodias see its contents, much less any of the others. Perhaps I can plead for our lord to allow me to stay." It appeared she needed a helping hand in finally crossing that threshold that separated the world she was used to and the one that presented itself before the two girls.
Though Kath had to admit, she caused her scales and skin to crawl somewhat just by being close.
When Ashara made her next comment, Kath was glad she had finished eating her cookie. Now she was talking of dates? How scandalous. Should such talk really be discussed here within the Climax Hour? She would resign herself to making no comment on it, but the librarian hoped that none of the other Chapter Keepers and residents of the Chateau spoke of such things behind her back. Despite the meticulous records kept within The Athenaeum of Historia, she could not possibly read every volume kept inside. She was bound to miss some of the gossip that floated around their home.
In any case, it was time she gathered her belongings for the upcoming trip. "Yes, I'll meet you there. Don't worry, I shall not keep you waiting long," Kath said, moving to the fourth chapter at a respectable pace. It was much quicker than walking, but didn't cause her to lose her expected elegance. Her sophisticated look came naturally to the librarian and any effort to lose that refinement would take conscious effort on her part.
However, just as promised, Ashara would not wait long at the main gate. Only a couple minutes after the kitsune had made herself comfortable enjoying the view, Kath arrived, two heavy looking tomes tucked securely under each arm. She really did have her books well organized to collect them so quickly. Upon reaching the grand doors that stood at Chateau Gothika's entrance though, she would stop in her tracks. "I've never been this far from The Athenaeum before," she admitted. "You don't suppose I should go back and bring more do you? In case something happens? Like a fire? Or a robber? Or a vandal? What if someone were to try and explore the Forbidden Section? I'm cautious to even let Lord Rodias see its contents, much less any of the others. Perhaps I can plead for our lord to allow me to stay." It appeared she needed a helping hand in finally crossing that threshold that separated the world she was used to and the one that presented itself before the two girls.
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