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Ryver, are you writing? I've written out the majority of a post and am wondering if it's okay to post. I shouldn't think your post with Jett interacting with Nani and Cap should clash?

Also Sue, little bit of clarification, who's Tau speaking to? Jett and Nani?

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Kei's post made a tiny little goof about Lute joining Moira and Amy, but like I said it's tiny and I think we all knew what you meant. :)

For the awareness of those whom might post before I have a chance to, I'll be having a couple of NPCs be inside the Hot Springs area at the moment, so if people could avoid having anyone actually arrive inside/describe it before my post, that'd be extremely appreciated!

The Hot Springs will be split into two areas for female and male bathing. And...

Hope everyone has a great weekend!

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Cuttersbury: Drych Lake Spa

Following the Big Bro Varren’s defeat, the Pride were approached by a one – Mrs. Penelope Stevenson, the Drych Lake Spa’s very grateful and gracious owner, whom thanked all of the Guilders together and offered them the services of her spa as a means of relaxation and reward for their hard work. Although it was to Syed’s unease, few of the others could turn down such an exciting offer, and Estelle even jumped for joy and began racing alongside Trixie as fast as she could to get to the Spa, completely oblivious to the injury gracing her shoulder. With a small tut and shake of her head, Amy gifted the Pride’s leader another healing spell, as she walked alongside Marcus and the other slower members of the Pride towards the Spa.

“WOOOW!” Estelle’s loud voice echoed about the building’s interior as she jumped into the Spa’s reception room. Her eyes darted from side to side, taking in the wondrously clean and homely environment surrounding her, inhaling deep the wonderful, relaxing smells around them. This building sure was some reward, she couldn’t wait to try it out! This would be her first time actually trying a Spa out though… so what could she expect?

"'Bout time we got a rest! What's everyone fancy?" Moira asked, as Jett and Nani seemed to take their leave of the group almost as soon as they had entered. How sociable of the newbies.

“Hmm… what kind of things do they do here?” Estelle asked, with a curious finger brought to her lips.

“We offer all sorts of treatments,” Penelope smiled with a curtsey. “From manicures and pedicures to massages, facials, hair stylings and more, we can give you all the very best in relaxation and enjoyment. Please, don’t be shy in sampling any of our courses… for all the hard work you kind people did in removing that Varren threat, it’s the least we can do.”

“Ah, that all sounds so wonderful!” Estelle beamed, her hands shooting into the air. “I think I could really do with a massage. All that time walking, fighting and exercising… my body’s sore…~”

“Just be careful about your shoulder, Estelle.” Marcus reminded her from behind, leaning on his staff and smiling. Estelle blinked in confusion, having indeed forgotten all about her shoulder, partly from her excitement over the staff, and partly because of how much Amy’s healing prowess had developed.

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Cuttersbury: Drych Lake

In the middle of Drych Lake, an old, slightly rickety wooden boat floated upon the lake’s gorgeous surface, a fishing pole extending out from it, with a line dipped into the cool, still water. Lying back in the boat, the wooden vessel’s owner had been stretching out and relaxing, his hands behind his head, as he aimlessly watched the drifting clouds overhead, almost nearly falling to sleep. Having ignored the Varren threat surrounding the area around the Spa, the boat’s owner had gone out to do a spot of fishing and bring back some nice catches for dinner. Drifting alone out here, fishing like this, was one of his most favourite pastimes, and it simply didn’t get any better then-

A shock surged through the man’s body. He suddenly sat up erect, eyes wide in alert. He looked first at the fishing pole, wondering if what he sensed was the bite of a fish underneath, but the line was still. He continued to turn and look to and fro, searching for the origin of this sudden shock to his senses. What was it? What was-

And then he finally realised what it was. He looked towards the Spa. That old feeling of his was absolutely unmistakable. A giant, toothy grin spread across the man’s face. He had to row back to the Spa as quickly as he could. Afterall, he sensed he now had some customers.

Some very fine, wonderfully beautiful customers!

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Okie dokie, I'mma gonna start working on a post! :D

EDIT: Post is up! I'll also be introducing another couple of NPCs tomorrow too. :)

EDIT2: Oh, minor thought came to my mind. The legal age of requirement a person needs to be before they can start drinking alcohol in Tales is the same as the UK: 18, so Nani would be legally able to drink. c:

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Buns, you're now in future making all of the rp's maps. I haven't caught up on posts yet but I love it. And I love the attention to detail in how you made the hotsprings/staff residence area that small building actually visible on that picture. Brilliant.

Interaction funsies 8D

Good luck with your midterm, Rex! *pompomcheers*

Also nutella is disgusting *pompompunches Rapid*

Oh, oh, oh, one more thing:

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Bunanigans said
It's Guy Fawkes Day here in the UK, where we celebate one guy fucking up on an act of terrorism by pretty much rubbing his poor executed dead face in it. You wanted to blow the houses of parlement up? We're gonna blow up fireworks in the sky!

The UK in a nutshell.

Glad to hear you had an awesome time, Buns! Also, yeah, it's starting to get way too cold really quickly now, I'm not liking it. I think this is gonna be a pretty horrible winter, blergh. It's why I spend most of time wrapped up in bed. c;

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Last time it was only a dream

This time isn't muahahahahaha

And you're totally welcome! ^o^

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Annnnd posted.

:3c

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Collab between Pach and Buns




Cuttersbury: Trail towards Drych Lake

“C’mon!” Lute bellowed to the Big Bro Varren, Delilah’s talents reinforcing the volume of his words in order to further draw the ire of the giant chasing monster. “You call those rags clothes? They look lame! Awful! Rubbish! So yesterday!”

The ground trembled beneath the pounding of the Varren’s feat, steam pouring out from its ears and nose and one of the veins in its temples becoming pronounced enough to be fit to burst, as rage engulfed the large, dangerous beast. It was one thing for these puny soft humans to have done all they have to his brothers, to attack him and steal away that gorgeous hottie… but since then they had also shattered his priceless, irreplaceable shades, and then gone on to insult its clothing! Never before had it been so mad before!!

Lute had drawn it away from Trixie, but now the speedy Big Bro Varren was gaining… and gaining far quicker then Lute had predicted! Its large, voluminous shadow was already engulfing him, and the chasing Varren reared up one of its terribly sharp claws, poised to strike and pierce right through Lute…!

“Oh crud!” Lute moaned, pouring on what little left of speed he could, as the Varren’s claw swung…

…and Lute found the dangerous knife like claw sail millimeteres above his head, cleaving some tufts of his hair off with it, as Lute’s body was tackled to the ground in the nick of time. A second later, and Lute’s head might have been cut instead.



“Est…elle!” Lute opened his eyes to see the red haired swordswoman on top, her shoulder bleeding from where the Varren had struck. The wound wasn’t excessively severe, but it was still quite painful and serious. Better that then the alternative, however.

But even though the Big Bro Varren had missed, it was still right on top of them. And in their precarious position, dodging would be impossible. Estelle tried to flip onto her back, lifting her sword up to defend themselves, as the Varren drove his other mighty claw down at them, only to be buffeted at the last second!




With the force of a great, powerful geyser, sans the heat and steam, a jet of extremely concentrated water streamed across the valley air, originating first from the water mage Quentin, and then propelled through the sky with a great gust of precisely manipulated wind from Marcus. Streaking through the air, and leaving an image of a small rainbow in its wake for the Pride, it slammed into the Varren with herculean force, both drowning and toppling it from its feet, to skid backwards and crash against one of the jagged, upturned pieces of earth that had been forced upwards from the Big Bro Varren’s earlier thrashing. As the remnants of the water sprinkled to the ground, the large piece of stone the Varren had hit shattered into pieces, throwing dust up all around it.

Silence reigned across the battlefield. A small smile crept up Trixie’s lips, and she hopped back and forth, shouting. “We did it! Yeah, we did it! In your fac-”

To all of their disbelief, a figure rose from the dust. A claw shakily grabbed onto a piece of the shattered stone, helping it up, and crushing it in its hand afterwards. As the dust started to clear, the Pride could all see it once again – the battered and bruised, thoroughly soaked in ruined clothes, and overwhelmingly mad Varren still standing… and looking directly at them.

It roared again. It slammed its feet against the ground over and over, causing more violent shakes and shattering of the ground around them. One by one the Pride started to collapse, as the floor itself gave way below them. Soon, if this was to keep up, the very earth below them could cave in, trapping all of them!

“Oh give it a rest, you annoying fuck!”



The Varren, in all of its mindless rage, suddenly stopped. It had been so overwhelmingly consumed in its grief, that it hadn’t even notice the very short, and very wide human woman beneath it. As it looked down, it met the eyes of the woman in front of him, and knew fear at seeing the rage burning from within them.

Her large greatsword swung upwards in a wide arc, from one foot to the other. During the whole motion, she never took her eyes of the Varren, or it on her. Until it felt something suddenly give way… and fall to the ground between them.

Looking down, he saw one of its treasured spikes imbedded in the ground. It suddenly raised both its claws to feel at its forehead, growing horror and anguish bombarding it. It couldn’t… it was impossible… it just… it couldn’t be…!

Following the cues of her friends, who had destroyed the Big Bro Varren’s sunglasses and clothes, Moira had, in her rage and irritation at the monster, swung her greatsword to slice off the Varren’s pompadour shaped spike. And with it, the last vestiges of its confidence and strength fell to pieces.

It began to cry very, very loudly.

“Oh, don’t be such a fucking crybaby.” Moira huffed.

“I… I can’t believe you actually thought of that.” Syed blinked from next to her.

The Big Bro Varren quickly dug a new hole beneath its feet, to disappear beneath it, to never to reappear again... at least not for now.