I will hopefully be getting up a post tonight, if not by then, within the wee hours of the morning tomorrow :) a bit of decompression sickness sort of killed my weekend :p
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STATUS: Back ... not back ... not sure, but Iām itching for an adventure 6 yrs ago
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Back ... not back ... not sure, but Iām itching for an adventure
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A moment of silence, for our princess has returned to the force.
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Sometimes, shit just burns ....
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Crunch time on wedding preparations. If my presence is spotty, this is most likely why.
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So I just got my last Christmas gift - EXPLODING KITTENS!
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Nothing! But Waeldeshore lasted a good while :)
Mother of Dragons!!!
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Nothing! But Waeldeshore lasted a good while :)
Mother of Dragons!!!
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Her pace was a swift one, with large steps and little care of leaving anyone behind. She wasn't their leader, no, she was more of a pawn in this little game, one played between the heavens and hell. And that made her angry. She was angered by the heavens, that none had showed them self or given aid to defeat the demons they were charged with holding at bay. She was angered by the Magi, who wouldn't take any active part in this war. Their power could strike the demons into oblivion if they had motivation to do so. And so as she marched through the sands that surrounded the small town, the rocky terrain shrouded in wilderness, her fists were clenched, her jaw was tight and the chip on her shoulder weighed so heavy that each step exhausted her even more. Her eyes became gaunt, her skin drained of color. Because of honor, she was stuck. Because of honor, she would die. And she knew it.
The path to the cave was a long one, with many curves and twists. Their footsteps trampled through transitions of barren ground and rich grassy fields, however as they grew closer towards their destination, the winds stilled, the air became stagnant and damp. Wildlife had either been non existent here of had just become so accustomed to the silence that not one dared to make a sound. They were lucky to have not been stopped by a rabble of bandits, or even worse, a horde of demons. Though part of her had wished they had, as the longer they stayed hidden, the more suspicious she had become of things. Not to mention, the only two of their group to have seen the deadly beasts, aside from Isabeau were Regina and Ionathan. This rag tag bunch were an untrusting lot, so if they were able to see something with their own eyes, they may finally understand the severity of their situation.
The others had followed her quietly, and they had indeed made it to the mouth of the cave before sundown. Her mouth was as dry as the land that surrounded them, sapped up by the thick layer of moisture within the air. So when she was finally able to form her words, her voice was low and scratchy. "Please be weary. The Magi do not care much for outsiders. They treasure their solitude and so those to disturb that are looked upon harshly. We will leave Genevieve with them. The artifact ... well ... there is rumor of one who knows how to destroy it. I will see if I can find out just who this person is., she glanced at each, knowing the thoughts that circled through their mind. She thought of giving them a moment to respond or answer, but quickly turned her attention back towards the cave. There wasn't much more that needed to be said. And she wasn't going to waste any more time quibbling over nonsense.
The inside of the cave was dark and dank. Large rocks and boulders of a green and blue metallic tint sat beside matching walls. It was a bit warmer here than outside, perhaps due to the heat emitting from the castle just beyond. Nothing out of the ordinary with the exception of the golden metal gate ahead of them. On the ground just ahead of the gate was a dark red stain, questionable to others that had never been there before. Torches illuminated a long golden hallway just beyond the gate. Isabeau hadn't expected her friend to greet them here, however she had never seen the hallway so empty before. Someone should have been there. She grumbled quietly to herself before quickly reaching for the dagger tucked in her boot. She stood before the red stained spot and sliced through the flesh of her palm. She had no idea if this would work or not, but she had to try. They had a spilt her blood within these halls previously, and she had been allowed inside before as well. There was no flinch or cry as the blade cut through, droplets of blood pooled on the floor before the gate and Izzy let out a soft breath. She had placed the bloody palm on the warm metal that blocked their way. She could feel her pulse through her hand and nearly felt sick for a moment. Just then, the gate unlocked. A small smile edged its way as she shoved the gate open. She was sure a Magi would be near to greet them and so went first through the gate, expecting the others to follow.
The path to the cave was a long one, with many curves and twists. Their footsteps trampled through transitions of barren ground and rich grassy fields, however as they grew closer towards their destination, the winds stilled, the air became stagnant and damp. Wildlife had either been non existent here of had just become so accustomed to the silence that not one dared to make a sound. They were lucky to have not been stopped by a rabble of bandits, or even worse, a horde of demons. Though part of her had wished they had, as the longer they stayed hidden, the more suspicious she had become of things. Not to mention, the only two of their group to have seen the deadly beasts, aside from Isabeau were Regina and Ionathan. This rag tag bunch were an untrusting lot, so if they were able to see something with their own eyes, they may finally understand the severity of their situation.
The others had followed her quietly, and they had indeed made it to the mouth of the cave before sundown. Her mouth was as dry as the land that surrounded them, sapped up by the thick layer of moisture within the air. So when she was finally able to form her words, her voice was low and scratchy. "Please be weary. The Magi do not care much for outsiders. They treasure their solitude and so those to disturb that are looked upon harshly. We will leave Genevieve with them. The artifact ... well ... there is rumor of one who knows how to destroy it. I will see if I can find out just who this person is., she glanced at each, knowing the thoughts that circled through their mind. She thought of giving them a moment to respond or answer, but quickly turned her attention back towards the cave. There wasn't much more that needed to be said. And she wasn't going to waste any more time quibbling over nonsense.
The inside of the cave was dark and dank. Large rocks and boulders of a green and blue metallic tint sat beside matching walls. It was a bit warmer here than outside, perhaps due to the heat emitting from the castle just beyond. Nothing out of the ordinary with the exception of the golden metal gate ahead of them. On the ground just ahead of the gate was a dark red stain, questionable to others that had never been there before. Torches illuminated a long golden hallway just beyond the gate. Isabeau hadn't expected her friend to greet them here, however she had never seen the hallway so empty before. Someone should have been there. She grumbled quietly to herself before quickly reaching for the dagger tucked in her boot. She stood before the red stained spot and sliced through the flesh of her palm. She had no idea if this would work or not, but she had to try. They had a spilt her blood within these halls previously, and she had been allowed inside before as well. There was no flinch or cry as the blade cut through, droplets of blood pooled on the floor before the gate and Izzy let out a soft breath. She had placed the bloody palm on the warm metal that blocked their way. She could feel her pulse through her hand and nearly felt sick for a moment. Just then, the gate unlocked. A small smile edged its way as she shoved the gate open. She was sure a Magi would be near to greet them and so went first through the gate, expecting the others to follow.
I will be posting hopefully some time today.
Lerraina
Location: Traveling with the group, in the orc cave.
Interacting with: No one in particular
Interacting with: No one in particular
She wasn't about to argue with anyone, her goal was to end up at the next town, not in a ditch 6 feet deep. Lerraina kept towards the back and to herself. She had become quite skilled over the years at showing no emotion, and so was easily able to keep a neutral look about her. Her bow strung over her shoulder, her muscles loose as her body moved with the grace of her class. Keystone said to stick together and that is exactly what she planned on doing.
A quiet rumble shattered her silence, to which she realized she still hadn't eaten, not since breakfast anyway. Retaining her neutrality, she reached a hand into her pack, rummaging around for a few moments before pulling out a pouch full of berries. It sure wasn't a meal, but it would suffice until they could actually eat. She savored each berry, secretly imagining them to be chunks of tenderized meat and blocks of seasoned potatoes. Oh what a feast it would be, if her dreams were reality. As they continued on, her thoughts drifted towards the magnificent meal, so much so that her neutrality started to falter and a droplet of drool formed within the crease of her lips. She continued to walk as they walked, stopped when they stopped, but all the while was only half paying attention to it all, and it showed.
Hope to get something posted some time today
I will be doing a time jump to the cave, so anyone wanna get something in, get it in now :)
@The Grey Dustthank you! And I absolutely love that lol a fri me of mine is actually making me this:
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@Lady Amalthea thank you so somuch!!! We had our engagement shoot this past Saturday, my invites went out finally, so things should be abut calmer, at least for the next couple of weeks :)
She had apparently caused a ruckus in the inn. Not that this was something new, Isabeau had a thing for putting her foot in her mouth. Regardless, she was tired of sitting around and waiting, and she was tired of having to deal with everyone's judgments of her and dismissal of their situation. The little town could burn for all she cared. If they were scared of a 'witch' and thought their town was free of all other troubles, they were in for a rude awakening.
Words were already spoken on the matter, and so she let it be. She leaned over the bar to grab a random bottle and fill her flask up. That would, at the very least, bring her joy on this bitter journey. "Very well." There were enough coins on the table from their party to cover whatever costs they had accrued throughout their stay. She had no idea what type of liquor she had swiped, but it would have to do.
Each had made it clear that they would follow through with this quest, she had only hoped that it wouldn't turn sour and lead to betrayal somewhere down the line. She didn't like having to trust people, unfortunately, she's had to do a lot of that lately. That didn't mean that she stopped sleeping with her axe nearby or the dagger tucked under her pillow.
with no other words, she moved from her seat and removed herself from the walls of the inn. Her strides were large and swift, if luck were on their side, they would reach the cave by sundown. No interruptions, no stops, no attacks or distractions. But when did luck ever follow her?
Words were already spoken on the matter, and so she let it be. She leaned over the bar to grab a random bottle and fill her flask up. That would, at the very least, bring her joy on this bitter journey. "Very well." There were enough coins on the table from their party to cover whatever costs they had accrued throughout their stay. She had no idea what type of liquor she had swiped, but it would have to do.
Each had made it clear that they would follow through with this quest, she had only hoped that it wouldn't turn sour and lead to betrayal somewhere down the line. She didn't like having to trust people, unfortunately, she's had to do a lot of that lately. That didn't mean that she stopped sleeping with her axe nearby or the dagger tucked under her pillow.
with no other words, she moved from her seat and removed herself from the walls of the inn. Her strides were large and swift, if luck were on their side, they would reach the cave by sundown. No interruptions, no stops, no attacks or distractions. But when did luck ever follow her?
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