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Achronum@Lord of Evil Saw it, glad you could squeeze one in. @hekazu I'll be waiting for you then. Will most likely be able to get to it tomorrow morning or so.
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@silver fox @toadropes Pretty busy right now so I'll get to it in the evening (PST)
//Edit: erk promised time came and went. Will get to it when I can, most likely tomorrow...
//Edit: erk promised time came and went. Will get to it when I can, most likely tomorrow...
Before Jonas could rightfully answer, Brynn's voice echoed through the meadow as the small girl made herself known.
I take offense to this. Small? She's 5'8"... is that small ._.
Kenza took in the statue with alarm, skating back quickly before stepping forwards slowly and carefully, steps measured with caution. A statue that glows? Sure there are strange things in the world, she thought, now close enough to reach an arm out and touch the statue, but none so strange as this. The shape -- although obscured by darkness and its own leathery wings -- immediately reminded the hunter of the Wolfwing, but at the same time it seemed rather wrong. It was too small, too frail, too inert to bear a total likeness to the beast that had crushed the cell door earlier that day. The glow seemed to emanate from the statue's mouth, a strange sight to say the least. Is it even a statue? Kenza wondered, simultaneously repulsed and enchanted by the idea of reaching out and touching the statue. Even if it is, there are rumours of statues cursing people who prove too curious for their own good, so I'd do well not to touch it.
Looking to Derrick, Kenza lowered her voice -- an action she was aware of and still chose to partake in since the statue was liable to send shivers down her spine. "I'll go take a look around the room first," she said, keeping the inanimate glow in the corner of her eye. "This place looks abandoned, but there might still be some useful items laying about. I'll take the side closest to the closed door."
With that Kenza walked off, steps light as she tread towards the other side of the room. Life in the woods had made her into a cautious person, willing to lie in wait rather than charge headfirst into battle. It might be called cowardice in some parts, but it had kept Kenza alive nonetheless. I'll check out the statue after I'm done searching the room. If Derrick doesn't check it out first, she thought, bending over to look behind an ancient-looking weapon rack.
@lord of evil@lchris314@hekazu
Looking to Derrick, Kenza lowered her voice -- an action she was aware of and still chose to partake in since the statue was liable to send shivers down her spine. "I'll go take a look around the room first," she said, keeping the inanimate glow in the corner of her eye. "This place looks abandoned, but there might still be some useful items laying about. I'll take the side closest to the closed door."
With that Kenza walked off, steps light as she tread towards the other side of the room. Life in the woods had made her into a cautious person, willing to lie in wait rather than charge headfirst into battle. It might be called cowardice in some parts, but it had kept Kenza alive nonetheless. I'll check out the statue after I'm done searching the room. If Derrick doesn't check it out first, she thought, bending over to look behind an ancient-looking weapon rack.
@lord of evil@lchris314@hekazu
@LuckyBlackCat sorry about the mess-up on your tag! But glad to see that you caught it anyway :)
@Hekazu True. Maybe contact that one person that submitted a character and got rejected? But, other than that, a character can easily be added if you make some allowances and include another prison room nearby and whatnot. Creativity, but if you have plans then i totally understand haha
Aedre Charbonnet
— Mesalon Outskirts —“Yes. The lore also says that Honedge are born when spirits latch onto the sword, embedding themselves in it and giving it life,” Aedre said, excitement blossoming as she continued. “But I’m most interested in the fact that it can — through contact between its sash and living creatures — drain a creature’s life force. There have been numerous reports of this happening, but no one’s figured out why yet.” Aedre paused, an awkward smile stretching on her face when she realized that she was rambling. “Ah, sorry. I tend to get really excited over studies and such.”
While his trainer was rambling, Alitis had been watching the young Pokemon moving around below him cautiously, wings — while not tense — arched enough so that take-off wouldn’t be hindered. He was beginning to get an inkling that — while he himself was unfamiliar with the strange puppy-like creature — the fluffy brown quadruped was not a Pokemon he’d do well in battle with, especially when it came to close-quarters and the puppy’s strong hind legs. Cocking his head when the Pokemon’s trainer ordered it to sit down, the Fletchling gave his feathers a rustle, fluffing them up and discarding dust before allowing them to settle down again. A movement to his left caught his eye, and he looked over to see the grass-type swirling around dangerously, chirping sharply to alert his trainer of possible danger.
“Whoa, careful there,” Aedre said, flashing her palms up and taking a step back. “Doesn’t she get dizzy doing that?” she asked, looking at the blossoming cactus Pokemon curiously as it continued its spinning. The boy — Deneb — interrupted her staring with a question that made Aedre grin.
“I’ll gladly talk more about my Pokemon,” Aedre said, laughing. “Little here is a Fletchling, which is a flying-normal dual. He won’t stay that way for long though; one day he’ll evolve into a big ‘ol fire-type bird of prey called Talonflame, and I won’t be able to let him sit on my shoulder like so without struggle,” Aedre said, reaching a finger up to tickle the Fletchling’s beak. “Fletchling tend to flock together and create choruses of birdsong in the forest, so they’re quite social Pokemon, regardless of how Altilis here might seem. Still, get one angry and you’ll see their true colors. They’re still quite territorial and, as such, are often compared to Spearow,” Aedre said, a grin breaking over her face. “But I’d still vouch that Fletchling are kinder, more loyal, and more considerate birds. Personal bias and whatnot.”
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@Hekazu Would you consider opening up applications for new characters then? Two characters is sorta little... But, of course, we could manage haha
@hekazu Can we move on since there's radio silence on @lchris314's end? Like just keep her character in as a passive presence, or did you want to wait a few more days?
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