Feral Cove
3rd of Summer - 9:53 PM
"What?" Dannisus spat backwards, only paying half his attention to the comments behind him, "No, not that I'm aware. Insects and arachnids can't survive for long in the jungle. Not above ground, anyways." While he spoke, he drew his blade and began to cut a path through the thick undergrowth. For such a small man, he swung his disproportionately sized long sword around as if it were no bigger than a machete. "Most of the creatures native to these jungles are reptilian, or
Plantae.
Veril are common, but they aren't dangerous. Perfectly tamable, actually." The path ahead became wider as they moved. Dannisus withdrew his sword once they came into a large clearing that was
overflowing with colorful flowers. "These things are harmless as well, as long as you don't
eat them." He slowed his steps, waiting for Ayer and Paric to reach his side. "Step around them."
Moonlight poured through a large gap in the canopy above them. A miniature forest of tulips and lilies were gathered in little bunches with small paths snaking between them. Moonlight bathed each petal and refracted back towards the leaves overhead as focused beams, but there was no moisture in the air. Their grouping was unnatural. The way they glistened in lieu of the light even more so. But stepping within a foot of each bunch revealed something that would stir unease in almost any man.
Eyes peered out from where each flower's pollen would have rested, and the flowers bent towards Dannisus' feet curiously to keep track of his approach. "
Latch Beds. They suck moisture out of the air, like sponges,
nasty little sponges, but give back to the plant life around them. Much like these harmless little critters, the Jungle itself is heavily populated with Plantae, plant-like beast, not all of whom are, well,
harmless, or easy to detect." His nose went stiff and Dannisus' head darted towards the edge of the clearing's canopy. "Not with the naked eye, that is." With a great deal of grace in his steps, the Myti quickly made his way between the Latch beds, and towards the other end of the clearing. "The beach is
more chaotic, though. Thankfully, our forest prevents most sea-fairing monsters from going inland. Some of the larger Plantae make short work of those unintelligible monsters, regardless of their
size."
Baeshri Hills, West of Centaurus
3rd of Summer - 10:44 PM
Flin was right. This little
bitch could have spouted any number of lies to protect her tail. Noru knew it too. But something about her threat was frightening to think about. "Flin," he said quietly while leaving Daelin to rest against a nearby hillside, "This reeks." Hyo peered at Noru and smiled.
"Do what you will. I will not grant you
Hyumans any more courtesy."
"You didn't need to grant us
that courtesy in the first place. It's as Flin says, why would you attack all four of us at once?" Hyo's smile vanished and she growled from the pit of her throat. Noru straightened his stance confidently. "You could have escaped easily with your magic."
"Speak all you want," She hissed.
"I will, thank you," Noru retorted, "Your actions don't make a lick of sense. Even if we did not have a Druid with us, your chances of success would be minimal. But you knew we numbered
four. You could
smell our magic." He turned to Daelin briefly. "Even worse, you could have killed him easily in your position, but you chose not to. If you
already had a hostage, what good would keeping him alive do you?"
Hyo's nose twitched.
"Were you planning to get caught all along?"
"
Speak all you want," Hyo hissed once again, more viciously.
"I can't make heads or tails of it," Noru grunted, "But with the right psychic influence, perhaps we'll have a solution to this-"
A click sounded in Hyo's jaw and she smiled wide to reveal that one of her canines had been snapped off. A rich foam began to gather around her mouth, prompting convulsions and gurgling from the bottom of her throat. Noru's eyes widened, and he moved quickly to the woman's side as her body went limp to keep her steady.
"Shit!" the medic hissed. This Myti was perfectly willing to kill herself rather than facing the work of Arcadia's Psychic Mages.
Leias, Kolo's Bobbet Stand
4th of Summer - 5:52 PM
Kolo lead her latest customer through the grounded streams of men and women, carefully making a path towards Leias' inner community. A few poorly hewn huts lined the edges of the treeline, far outside of where the Nation's marketplace was set up. Many of the poorer Myti would seek refuge down here, but it was strange to see them living as normal people in huts and houses that looked better suited to humans and Eldi. Kolo's hut in particular was a little smaller than the neighboring structures, but a large pen with finely-crafted fencing made up just as much square footage as her home's interior. Inside of it, there was a single stall and a pile of rotten meat. "Don't worry," she assured Kyio, "He doesn't bite." Rather than bringing the stranger inside her home, Kolo placed her pack by the door and hobbled towards her pen's entrance gate. The latch snapped open easily, but made a rather loud
thwacking noise in the process. Almost like clockwork, a rapid thumping resounded from inside of the nearby pen. "Come, come."
Kolo lead Kyio towards the large gate that sealed off the interior, and bent down carefully to undo another latch near its base. Immediately afterwards, the gate was pushed upwards by a large purple snout covered in rough scales and several white horns that lined the center of the creature's face all the way up to the top of its head. Kolo was knocked over and pinned down by her pet, a lively
Veril with a large body frame than usual. It dug one of its two four-pronged claws into the ground, and held the other firmly against Kolo's chest while it rubbed its face against hers without restraint like an excited pup. Even its tail wagged in a similar fashion to some kind of domesticated dog, despite the fact that it looked like a
fearsome two-legged raptor bird. "This is Kiki," Kolo wheezed while trying to keep Kiki from collapsing her lungs, "
Get off!!!"
Baeshri Pass, Caravan Centaurus
3rd of Summer - 11:06 PM
Blake waited only a few seconds longer before deciding upon it. When the wind died down, he dashed forwards immediately without taking Rem's followup into account. It was too late to notice such a quick and devastating attack to simply side-step it. In a moment of desperation, the man's eyes and skin flashed yellow with veins of unnatural divine energy, and he flung himself
right over the last massive spike that rose to skewer him, flying through the air like an ungraceful bird with his hammer ready to sink straight into Rem's chest from above.
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