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TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

Fiona Enters the Tavern

Fiona had been traveling for weeks. She had gotten lost during a bad storm seeking shelter. She was forced away from the river she was using as a landmark to navigate by. The storm had dropped a lot of water all at once and the slow-moving river had quickly turned to rapids with water rising along its banks. Fiona didn’t want to be caught in a flash flood and had moved away from the river in case it flooded. She had finally found a cave in some rocky foothills to take shelter in. She had set up camp in the dark dank cave and was grateful when she finally got the wet wood to catch that she had picked up along the way once she had spotted the cave. The fire at least dried out an area big enough for her to set out her sleeping roll. She made herself a quick dinner of stew using some of her dried jerky and lentils she carried with her. Once she had eaten and cleaned up she had snuggled down for some sleep.

Fiona had awoken the next day. Looking out the cave entrance confirmed the day had dawned sunny and bright. The sun would hopefully dry out the land quickly to make traveling easier. She quickly got ready for her day. She packed up all her gear and climbed to the top of the hill. She wanted to see if she recognized any of the landmarks around her. Her worst fears were confirmed as she looked east towards where the river flowed. A slash of mud and debris left a huge marks across the landscape. The river had flooded and had taken out the bridge she had been headed for. She would need to find another place to cross. She would have to find another bridge, a ferry, or a place she could ford across. She didn’t dare try fording across the river till it went down some. She would continue south in a parallel course as close as she could maintain to the river.

The following week her travels were plagued by heavy fog. She had trouble seeing where she was going. It was then she had managed to get completely lost. She had found herself in a forest shrouded with heavy mist. Shadows and gloom plagued her steps through the eerie forest. It lacked the sounds of animals and insect life which made it all the creepier. She seemed to stumble out of the forest into a glen where the mists lessened. She spotted the warm glow of firelight in the distance. She moved towards the light which slowly appeared to be a structure. She made her toward it. Structures meant people. Maybe they could help her find her way once more.

Fiona was unsure what kind of building she had found. It was large with at least two stories as far as she tell from the outside. It had a large porch. As she approached the entrance to the building. She caught a glimpse of the interior as the door shut just as she approached from someone entering. She thought she had seen a bar. It looked like a local tavern. She grinned she was due some good luck. She pulled open the heavy wooden door and entered the structure looking around on the small landing. She moved out of the doorway and paused to take a look around.

Fiona was short at 4 foot tall. She had long red hair that was braided in tight rows to pull it away from her face. It fell down her back in long soft waves. Intricate braids decorated with golden beads and jewelry created an elaborate hairstyle and adorned her long red beard. Fiona was young and beautiful for a dwarf. She was dressed in dwarven steel plated leather armor in dark brown. She had a wine-colored cloak on lined in cream colored fur. A large traveling pack with a bed roll tied to the bottom of it resided across her shoulders. A Warhammer hung from a wide leather belt around her waist. A few leather pouches and a dagger also hung from the belt. Her amber colored eyes flowed around the bar area as she tried to figure out the best place to get a drink. She began to make her way through the bar dodging around other patrons. She took a barstool away from the others and politely waited to see how business was conducted here.

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

Fiona Flamebeard

"I told you not to touch my beer!"

Appearance
Fiona is a dwarf. She is short at 4 foot tall. She has the stocky muscular build of a dwarf with the curves you would find on a woman. She has long dark red hair that has braids close to her face to keep it out of her way while she is fighting. It hangs loose down her back in curly waves. She has a nice full beard with elaborate braids decorated with golden beads and jewelry adorning it. She has dwarven tribal tattoos on her face in a dark brown color. She is quite beautiful by dwarven standards.

Fiona is wearing brown leather armor. The leather hugs her skin and is soft and fitted to her body. An elaborate dwarven steel chest plate is fitted to a heavier leather bodice that protects her torso. Heavy leather bracers with steel plates ride on her forearms. A skirt of heavy leather strips reinforced with decorative dwarven steel plates protect her legs. Heavy leather boots in dark brown leather come to her knee with a decorative steel plate down the front.

Fiona is wearing a large leather traveling pack with a bedroll strapped to the bottom of it. She is wearing a heavy wine-colored cloak lined in cream colored fur. The cloak is attached to her armor at the shoulders. A large medallion in gold with a symbol that looks like a stylized tree on it holds her cloak together around her neck. She is carrying a large dwarven steel war hammer. The same stylized tree symbol that is on her medallion is on her hammer.

Age:
45

Gender:
Female

Occupation:
Traveling cleric for the dwarven goddess Breanne. Breanne is a dwarven goddess of the harvest. Breanne is a goddess that provides blessings of fertility and a bountiful harvest. Clerics of the goddess Breanne travel dwarven lands spreading her blessings and teachings, collecting their tribute to the goddess of plenty. Clerics protect the tributes given to the temple.

Abilities:
Fiona is an acolyte of the Dwarven Goddess Breanne. She can provide her goddess’ blessings to others four times a day. She can call upon her faith in the goddess to repel the undead.

Skills:
Fiona is a skilled cleric and warrior. She is proficient in melee combat. Her preferred weapon of choice is her war hammer. She is stronger than she looks. Dwarves are short but heavy with muscle and dense. She can often be found in the middle of a barroom brawl. She is just as good with her fists.
Skilled Hand to hand fighter
Skilled in knives and swords
Skilled in pole weapons
Skilled Melee fighter

Fiona often travels great distances in service to her goddess. She can navigate and survive in the wilderness. She knows how to set up a camp, start a fire, and cook her own meals. She knows how to hunt her own food and scavenge what nature provides.

Personality:
Fiona likes to have a good time. She has never met a beer or alcohol she doesn’t like. That doesn’t mean she can’t get serious when the time calls for it. She is fairly easy going and laid back. But don’t disrespect her goddess, her beard, or her beer. These are sure ways to start a fight with her. She has her own quirky sense of honor and follows a code of conduct of sorts.

Biography:
Fiona is 45 years old. Dwarves often live to be over 350 years old and are considered mature at 50. Fiona is young and in the prime of her life. She was born in a small dwarven village in the Eborian mountains in the small village of Canibri. Her mother was a blacksmith and a well-known weaponsmith. She was considered a master artisan. People traveled to their small village to purchase her goods. Her father was a dwarven warrior that had served the local dwarven lord for a long time. Her father had retired not long ago. Her mother had made her weapons and armor and her father had taught her how to fight. Fiona was out seeing the world and traveling for adventure. She wanted to know what was out in the world before she got too old to travel.

Likes:
Beer or alcohol of any kind.
A good story.
A good tune.
A good brawl.

Dislikes:
Seeing innocents hurt.
An unfair fight.
Alcohol abuse: Good alcohol should never be wasted. That means disposed of deliberately such as being poured onto the ground.

Fears:
Spiders- They have all those legs and all those creepy eyes. I mean who likes spiders!

Weaknesses:
She can’t swim. Dwarves have very dense bones and body tissue. They don’t float. They just sink to the bottom.

Theme Song:
"Party Rock Anthem" by Released: 2011
Artist: LMFAO Album: Sorry for Party Rocking Featured artists: Lauren Bennett, GoonRock

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The Witches & Warlocks of Tanner 2.0

Jazrina Enters the Party

Jazrina had driven home and had no sooner parked beside the house when the front door opened. Her mother stepped out onto the wide covered front porch and walked down the steps towards her car. Jazrina’s mother was always a calm, reassuring presence in her life. She smiled as she climbed out of her car and went to greet her mother with a hug. “Hi Mom! It is so good to be home.” She closed her eyes as her arms wrapped around her shorter but athletically fit mother. Her mother’s long salt and pepper hair pulled back into a single braid. She smelled faintly of the lavender scented lotion her mother preferred. Lavendar always reminded her of her mother. Jazrina got her height from her father. Her mother returned her hug and held her for a moment before releasing her. “How was your drive in from Seattle?”

Jazrina sighed in frustration as she shared that morning’s experiences with her mother. “There was a huge multiple car pile up just outside of Seattle. It put me 2 hours behind schedule. I was late to the meeting. I drove straight there. They had already left by the time I got there. The only person left told me that there is a party tonight at the Coven House.” She shook her head and stepped to the rear of her SUV. “I need to unload my car and unpack. I need to find something to wear tonight.” She pulled her suitcases from the rear of the SUV as her mother grabbed her two suitcases and began pulling towards the house. “I will take these in so you can grab more of your things.” Jazrina smiled as she reached for the first stack of boxes. “Thanks mom.”

It took her a few trips before she got everything unloaded. She had sold all her furniture, dishes, pots and pans, and anything else she wouldn’t need while staying with her parents. She had bought used stuff from a thrift store to save money while she was in college. Some of the stuff had been shared stuff with roommates. The most important things were her clothes and computer bag. That would allow her to work remotely and still be able to take care of herself. Jaz had just finished unpacking her clothes when she heard her mother calling her to join her in the kitchen.

She went downstairs and into the kitchen off the living room. Her mother was sitting in the small round kitchen table with a beautiful German Shepard puppy at her feet. The puppy was about 4 months old and was a soft grey color with a black saddle that went up his neck and over the top of his muzzle. He had warm brown eyes and a tail wagging hard enough to power a small appliance. His small body tense with excitement. “I see you are training a new dog. What’s his name?” Her mother chuckled “What is her name. She is named Daisy.” Jazrina rolled her eyes at her mother. It was not like she could see the dogs genitals from where she was standing. “What are you training her for?” Her mother motioned that she should join her at the table. Jaz finally noticed her mother had made her some herbal tea and oatmeal cookies. They were her favorite. “Thanks mom.” She could use a pick me up. It had been a long morning so far. Her mother sipped her tea.

Jaz did her part by ignoring the puppy and not trying to greet it till her mother introduced her. She knew the drill. The puppy was in the socialization stage of its training where it was learning manners. “Daisy is being trained in scent work.” Jaz knew her mother rarely disclosed all she was training a dog to do. Discretion and confidentiality were part of what she was known for. Scent work could mean finding dead bodies, hidden explosives or drugs, or the change in scent when a person’s blood sugar was too high. “You didn’t have to make me cookies.” She grinned as she grabbed one of the thick, soft cookies full of raisins and nuts. “But I appreciate that you did!” She bit into the cookie without reservation. She knew there would be no judgement from her mother. She had a nice visit with her mother. She found out that her father was off to South America again looking for copper this time. She spent a good hour catching up with her mother. She discussed her business plans with her mother. Her mother shared more about what was going on around town with her.

She retreated to her room where she went through the clothing she had just unpacked. She went to her closet and began to flick through her dresses. She didn’t want to dress school marmish but she didn’t want to look slutty either. Well let’s face it, Jaz didn’t own anything slutty. That was simply not her. She stopped on a dress she rarely wore. The dress was made of a white stretchy fabric. It was a cold shoulder bodycon dress that hugged her curves. The dress had long sleeves and fell to mid-calf on her. She smiled it was perfect for tonight, classy, and sexy. It took her no time at all to find a set a silver sandals to wear with the dress. The shoes would pair nicely with her white and silver clutch purse. She would add a nice large silver ring set with a moonstone cabochon. Jazrina hung the dress on the back of her closet door for later. She put the shoes and purse on her desk. She had changed into some yoga pants and a t-shirt. She did some stretching and light yoga to relieve all the tension from the long drive and day. She decided to take a nap before tonight. She yawned and stretched. She had been up since 5 am. She took a shower and dried her hair before crawling into bed for a nap.

Jazrina let her mind wander as she got ready for the party. Jazrina was excited but nervous. She had hyped herself to be reunited with the coven members this morning to arrive late and miss almost everyone. She didn’t even really get to meet the new person. She didn’t introduce herself when she told her that Carlisle had already left. She assumed it was a new coven member. It was not someone she had met before who told her that Carlisle had taken most of the members out to look at something. The spells set on the coven house would only allow someone with magical potential inside. Since she was inside the house, Jaz could only assume she had been invited in. She smiled as she remembered running into Cait. At least Cait had remembered her fondly and seemed genuinely happy to see her. Jaz styled her hair in soft waves and put on tasteful makeup. She dabbed on a few drops of a homemade perfume of essential oils on her wrists and neck. She fastened the straps on her sandals. She transferred her keys, drivers license, debit card, some cash, and a lipstick to her clutch. She nodded satisfied that she looked good. She wanted to make a good impression.

As Jaz got downstairs, she spotted her mother sitting on the sofa watching something on the television. Her mother's eyes lit up with her smile. "You look lovely darling." Her mother wiggled her eyebrows at her as she told her "Maybe you will meet a nice young man that catches your fancy!" Jazrina blushed and laughed and shook her head at her mother's antics. She rolled her eyes laughing as she told her mother. [color=8882be] “I’m going to the party at the coven house. Don’t wait up okay?” Her mother just smiled and nodded. Daisy was curled up at her feet asleep. Jaz smiled at her mother with a confident wave as she moved toward the door. “Wish me luck!” She heard her mother call out “Luck!” just as she went through the front door. She smiled as she closed the front door. It was really good to be home. She had missed her mother. She used the handrail going down the steps. She could wear heels but they were still not the best of friends. She climbed in her car and off she went. She arrived a short time later at the coven house. The driveway was already filling up. Jazrina parked where she could get out later even if it meant a longer walk to the house.

Jazrina walked into the coven house. She smiled and nodded her head in polite greeting to a few members who nodded her way. She kept the smile on her face even as she wondered if she was a tad overdressed. She tried to keep a pleasant neutral expression on her face. She made her way over to the table of snacks and drinks and blinked. She shook her head a little. Nope she wasn’t imagining it. She felt like she was at a frat party with better booze and lets not forget everyone in the house was a witch or warlock. Yeah this wasn’t a recipe for disaster at all. She knew most of the younger generation of witches and warlocks were younger than her. This was probably their kind of scene. She outgrew this kind of party a while ago. She looked down the rows of beer bottles and hard liquor. She sighed and poured herself a glass of cranberry juice over ice with a splash of Sprite and vodka. She might need the hard stuff tonight. She made her way over to one of the chairs and sat down. She tucked one foot behind the other with her knees together sitting slightly sideways. She sipped her drink and began people watching.

Raven Squad: Second Storm (Military/Spy-Fi RP)

Back in the Sandbox, Things are Speeding Up!

Samantha had pealed out in a peal of dust and desert gravel. She listened to the two men as she concentrated on her HUD. She had her onboard AI tagging enemy placements that she had tagged earlier based on their communications. She was happy to use the enemy’s technology against them as she piggy backed off their feed that streamed their locations back to their headquarters via wireless GPS. She watched for incoming trouble as she decided who to drop off first. It made sense to cover Glitch since the mech was on the side of the ship that Ogre needed to get inside.

Samantha kept close to Queen’s DPV until they were closer to the ship. She began running evasive maneuvers as she wove her way closer to the mech. She tried to keep the ride as steady as possible so that her partners could pick off some of those troopers around the mech and entrance to the ship. Sam drove the DPV inside a lower depression in the desert floor. It was probably a dry riverbed or flash flood basin. She used what little cover she could find as they made their way steadily towards the enemy.

The depression they were in angled away from the ship as Sam turned the DPV towards the ship. The DPV roared out of the shallow ditch catching some air. “Chaos almost in position. About to drop my first dance partner.” Sam kept her eyes on what she was doing. The automatic guns on the side of the ship began to fire at them. Chaos made the DPV dance erratically as she attempted to evade the computer targeting system. She grinned as the guns all at once jerked in the opposite direction from them and began to rake along the edge of the enemy troops. Sam grinned and whooped. “I love it when my evil plans work!” She heard the small explosion that took out the communications array as the DPV arrived within a few hundred yards of the mech and troops.

The Witches & Warlocks of Tanner 2.0

I got the Collab between Jaz and Cait posted. I reserve the right to make edits!

@wayward Thanks for the collab!

The Witches & Warlocks of Tanner 2.0

Collaboration between Jazrina and Caitlin

Takes place just outside of the coven house in the driveway right after Hayden let's them know that everyone is out and that there is a party tonight.

Footsteps echoed from within the house. Before Caitlin had a chance to talk to the girl in front of her, another person made their way through the foyer and excitedly scaled the staircase oblivious to both Cait and the other standing by the door… only to back track as though delayed in registering that they weren't alone.

Cait watched on, mouth slightly agape as another young woman poked her head down from the staircase.

"Hate to break it to you loves, but ya bit late. Carlisle and his posse has already gone and start doing some snooping shit or whateves. He did say there was a party later or something, so you can let him know you are back then"

Before Cait or the other could say anything, the staircase girl was at the top of the stairs and off to scope out the house.

Shrugging, Cait returned their attention to the other girl in front of her. She started to speak, but the other person spoke first.

"Hello! Welcome back to Tanner. I apologize but I don’t remember your name. You look familiar though. I am Jazrina Heartwood. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Jazrina…? The gears and cogs in Caitlin's brain turned rapidly. For a second or two her face melted into a checked-out gaze into the distance… then it struck her like a bolt of lightning. How had she not recognized her former sitter? She spun around as Jazrina walked back towards her car. "Oh shit!"

Cait flung the front door back open. Like a puppy following its human, she ran along the walkway; there were a few people that lifted her heart so much. "Jaz!" She called out.

Jazrina was blushing profusely and feeling very awkward as she practically ran the poor girl over in her haste to get away. She knew she was letting the voices of her past influence her current thoughts. She shouldn’t feel awkward or weird for being a place that she was welcome in. She felt like an outsider and she knew it was her own insecurities raising their heads. She knew no one had said or done anything to make her feel unwelcome. She was feeling that being late had somehow left a bad impression with the rest of the coven. She had not even reconnected with everyone or met all the new members yet. She was almost to her car when she heard footsteps on the path behind her and a familiar voice calling out her nickname. “Jaz!”

Jazrina paused as the voice penetrated her anxiety. She turned around just as Cait tackled her with open arms and hugged her. Jazirina had failed to brace as she stumbled back just a little. Her eyes opened wide as her brain fought to process what was happening. The warm hug calmed her racing heart. Now that her panic was subsiding she thought she knew who was hugging her. “Cait? Is that really you?”

Cait might have looked crazy running down the path, but she was too relieved and happy to care. Her arms opened; she would nearly tackle Jazrina as she wrapped her in a childlike embrace.

"Yeah. It's me" Cait said, squeezing just a little harder. "It's Cait."

Jaz smiled warmly at Cait and hugged her back rocking her back and forth like she used to when she had babysat her. She had always tried to support Cait’s choices in life even if they were not what her parents would have wanted. She always followed their rules but did her best to allow Cait to be herself. “It is so good to see you!”

Cait let go from her embrace. "It's good to see you too. I didn't know you were back too. What's been up?"

Jaz grinned and finally let all the panic and anxiety go. She was reassured that Cait remembered her fondly and seemed excited to see her. “Well I just moved home today. I got caught in traffic on my way home from Seattle. I am moving back in with my parents for now. I want to save up money and open my own business here in Tanner. Plus I got a call from the Coven leaders asking me to come home and take my place as a protector. So here I am. What about you?”

"Yeah. Just landed this morning." Cait's excitement tempered, and her tone eased to a relaxed, valley drawl. "I was down in Cali for a while; trying to make the skater life happen. Shit got real down there." She paused, and looked up towards the spire of the Coven abode. "Guess this place doesn't let go so easily. My folks brought me home from Chino Hills. Didn't really have a choice, you know?" She looked again at Jaz, smiled, nodded, and said, "Guess I'll let you go and get settled back in. Catch you at the party later?"

Jazrina tilted her head to one side as she listened to Cait. She looked concerned as Cait explained she had not come home on her own. She smiled and hugged her one more time before letting go. “Yeah I need to get unpacked and find something to wear to the party. We can catch up more later. And Cait...” She gave her arm a reassuring squeeze. “You can always talk to me. I am not your babysitter anymore. I won’t tell your mom. You know where to find me if you need anything.” She waited for Cait to say goodbye before driving off. She had unpacking to do. She needed to get ready for the party.