"Deedlith, my feet are sore. We've been walking for hours now!" Areia whined, dragging her feet along the cobblestone path. She slumped down on a cluster of rocks to the side and let her arms fall limp between her legs. "Can we take a break? I need to rest my legs."
The Elf turned to look at the red-haired girl, who looked as though she had simply died to the left of the road. She smiled at her and gently took her wrist. "Come on, we're nearly there," she reassured, tugging on the knight's arm. "We rested not long ago." She pulled Areia to her feet, who sighed and started walking ahead. Deedlith followed, taking just a few strides to catch up. Peon, her owl companion, hooted and landed on her master's shoulder, burrowing it's head into Deedlith's hair. It was apparent that Areia wasn't the only one who was exhausted from the long trek.
"It's been a while since your last journey, hasn't it?" Deedlith asked, petting Peon's soft wings. "It's understandable that you're feeling tired."
Areia groaned, throwing her head back and shuffling her feet. "Even so, I never walked for any longer than six hours at a time! We're travelling for at least a day straight!" she exclaimed, throwing her arms into the air in frustration.
"But if we walk in shorter intervals, we'll never make it in time. That's why-" Deedlith was interrupted by Areia abruptly running down the path, her eyes locked onto a large shape in the distance. "Areia? What is it?" The Elf called after her, picking up her own pace.
"Gates!" the redhead shouted, bolting at full speed - which was quite fast for someone equipped with full armour. She noticed a group of people standing just outside of the gate, accompanied by a large creature made of rocks and stone and began to stare in awe at it. Throughout all her travels as a bard, she had never seen something quite like that. "Check it out Deedlith. What is that?" She didn't even wait for a reply before approaching a man dressed in attire similar to that of a samurai and a Y-shaped scar on his cheek. "Excuse me, what is that?" She asked, pointing at the earth creature.
Deedlith arrived at Areia's side along with Peon, who had returned to flapping her wings quite happily in the air, and put a hand on her shoulder. "Sorry to bother you, sir, but did you happen to know where the Raven tavern is?" She pulled out a small letter from a hidden pocket and presented it to the man. Hopefully, they weren't too late.
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I think I'm clear to post these but I'll remove them if not. And I hope you don't mind that I've used images instead of descriptions.
Name: Areia von Walt
Age: 23
Race: Human
Sex: Female
Class: Fighter/Knight
Biography: Areia began to travel the world at an early age as a bard, her voice and lyre skills captivating all of those who cared to listen. It was upon her travels that she encountered a dying warrior named Anaxagoras deep within a forest, whose last wish was for her to spend his final moments with him. They spoke of each other's journeys, telling stories until he asked for her to sing him something until he left. She sang the song of a weary traveller who discovered a mine filled to the brim with treasures, but his heart became so corrupt with greed that he was trapped within the mine forever. As she sang the last notes, the warrior's armour began to glow and transform, shifting into the shape of a large red and white sword. A quiet 'thank you' escaped from his lips as his body itself dissipated into thin air, leaving behind a gift for Areia's time. To this day, Areia became a knight in the name of the warrior, wielding Anaxagoras into battle and defeating all those who stand in her way.
Areia couldn't resist the sound of having so much coin in her hands. Especially if the job needed was adventuring. Adventuring was her water, her air. She needed it to live and enjoyed it thoroughly. As soon as she received the letter she set off for Krystallen with Anaxagoras (and Deedlith), ready for anything.
Areia is often headstrong, stubborn and rash, but she knows how to get the job done. It's impossible to predict whether Areia will be rude or kind in the situation, and the first words that come out of her mouth often tells the outcome of the events that follow.
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Name: Deedlith Araviel
Age: 199
Race: Elf
Sex: Female
Class: Ranger
Biography: Deedlith was born under the main branch of House Araviel, training to become an archer ever since she could first hold a bow. She lived the life of a wealthy daughter, attending parties and ceremonies on a daily basis as well as performing other important duties. She is the third youngest out of four in the main branch but was never outshone by her two older siblings. The four of them lived quite happily together until her eldest brother and sister set off their separate ways, wanting to travel and live their own lives which weren't dictated by the rules of their House. Deedlith chose to remain with her younger brother and study the ways of archery, becoming a prominent and known figure to many who see her.
Deedlith was childhood friends with Areia, and it just so happened that upon running into each other after several years they were both handed letters from a courier. It took some considerable persuading for Deedlith to accompany Areia as she was not easily swayed by the hefty reward.
The elf is always polite and well-mannered and is the more sensible of the two. She often has to control Areia's stubbornness and always knows what to say to aid a situation.
Name: Areia von Walt
Age: 23
Race: Human
Sex: Female
Class: Fighter/Knight
Biography: Areia began to travel the world at an early age as a bard, her voice and lyre skills captivating all of those who cared to listen. It was upon her travels that she encountered a dying warrior named Anaxagoras deep within a forest, whose last wish was for her to spend his final moments with him. They spoke of each other's journeys, telling stories until he asked for her to sing him something until he left. She sang the song of a weary traveller who discovered a mine filled to the brim with treasures, but his heart became so corrupt with greed that he was trapped within the mine forever. As she sang the last notes, the warrior's armour began to glow and transform, shifting into the shape of a large red and white sword. A quiet 'thank you' escaped from his lips as his body itself dissipated into thin air, leaving behind a gift for Areia's time. To this day, Areia became a knight in the name of the warrior, wielding Anaxagoras into battle and defeating all those who stand in her way.
Areia couldn't resist the sound of having so much coin in her hands. Especially if the job needed was adventuring. Adventuring was her water, her air. She needed it to live and enjoyed it thoroughly. As soon as she received the letter she set off for Krystallen with Anaxagoras (and Deedlith), ready for anything.
Areia is often headstrong, stubborn and rash, but she knows how to get the job done. It's impossible to predict whether Areia will be rude or kind in the situation, and the first words that come out of her mouth often tells the outcome of the events that follow.
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Name: Deedlith Araviel
Age: 199
Race: Elf
Sex: Female
Class: Ranger
Biography: Deedlith was born under the main branch of House Araviel, training to become an archer ever since she could first hold a bow. She lived the life of a wealthy daughter, attending parties and ceremonies on a daily basis as well as performing other important duties. She is the third youngest out of four in the main branch but was never outshone by her two older siblings. The four of them lived quite happily together until her eldest brother and sister set off their separate ways, wanting to travel and live their own lives which weren't dictated by the rules of their House. Deedlith chose to remain with her younger brother and study the ways of archery, becoming a prominent and known figure to many who see her.
Deedlith was childhood friends with Areia, and it just so happened that upon running into each other after several years they were both handed letters from a courier. It took some considerable persuading for Deedlith to accompany Areia as she was not easily swayed by the hefty reward.
The elf is always polite and well-mannered and is the more sensible of the two. She often has to control Areia's stubbornness and always knows what to say to aid a situation.
Oh oops. I forgot about this.
I'm waiting for something to happen at the summit and this situation isn't really suited for Aiko. I could thrust her into it all by saying that Kurama's chakra is leaking or blahblah but I don't reeeeeeeaaaaally want to.
Aiko diligently followed her sensei around, taking off on butterfly clones and talking with various shinobi of sorts. There was an assortment of jinchūriki within the village it had turned out, the capture of the seven-tails' vessel arising panic and havoc within Konoha. ANBU were everywhere to be found, watching every corner with wary eyes. Aiko would have found this exciting, if not for her stomach's desire for fresh red bean buns. It wasn't the time, but she couldn't stop her mouth watering from the thought of a puff of steamy goodness. The kunoichi wasn't too sure as to Ria's intent, but as soon as she swivelled on her feet and was informed of the danger her fellow genin was potentially in it was clear.
"P-public extraction? Of the seven-tails? But won't that kill the jinchūriki?" Aiko questioned, struggling from keeping herself from pouring out all the other questions that floated and swirled in her head. "Hokage-sama wants to do the same... to Kota-san..." The red haired ninja stared at the ground, piecing together the puzzle that presented itself, although not a difficult one. "Does that mean Kota-san is a jinchūriki too?!" She bursted, leaning towards Ria and clenching her fists. If they suspected that Kota was a vessel, that would mean they had discovered extreme chakra levels emanating from his area.
"R-Ria-sensei! What's going on?"
"P-public extraction? Of the seven-tails? But won't that kill the jinchūriki?" Aiko questioned, struggling from keeping herself from pouring out all the other questions that floated and swirled in her head. "Hokage-sama wants to do the same... to Kota-san..." The red haired ninja stared at the ground, piecing together the puzzle that presented itself, although not a difficult one. "Does that mean Kota-san is a jinchūriki too?!" She bursted, leaning towards Ria and clenching her fists. If they suspected that Kota was a vessel, that would mean they had discovered extreme chakra levels emanating from his area.
"R-Ria-sensei! What's going on?"
Woah so much has happened. Ummmmm is it okay if I post a pretty short paragraph with Aiko cause I don't really have much to say.
Suna knows that their jinchūriki is on a mission so why wouldn't Iwa?
Can we just skip to when the Tsuchikage gets to the Summit?
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