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It's not so much that Miyuki thinks Velvet apologized for self-preservation, as it is her believing Velvet did it to "save face".  Basically an act of making yourself look good by taking responsability, but not actually meaning or being sincere in your words, only doing it to "look good" . compounded by the fact that Velvet apologized in the cafeteria, during dinner time, when there's a ton of people around to see and hear. :P

Given that Velvet is so well-travelled and has been to Japan and can speak fluent japanese, you'd think she'd have some idea of what japanese youkai are capable of doing to her... Unless she purposefully avoided any local monsters when she was visiting there and only hung out with and around humans... In whcih case... ... She an idjit? 8D

Also, Miyuki doesn't only do curses. She's got plenty of just plain old magic spells. Like setting things on fire. Lots of fire.

--- Springwood Forest, outskirts ---

Time of Day: Late Morning (10:00 AM~)
People of Interest:@Zeroth Yasunami Akitsugu, [@Dragonydas} Myrravel Velasien, @Remram Brom Stronghammer,

Those who took to the road and left the village behind in search of firewood would travel eastward, towards the Springwood Forest. While the trip there would msot likely be uneventful and mundane, with little to stop and gawk at along the way, the trip would give those walking there a peaceful and pleasant stroll, and a moment to talk amongst themselves and get to know one another a little better - if they so chose. The walk itself would take about half an hour, if they kept a steady, regular pace and didn't stop or take any detours along the road. Speakng of, there weren't any actual roads or paths leading to the forest per se. Instead, those travelling there would have to rely on not but choosing a general direction and heading that way.

Upon arriiving on the outskirts of the forest though, they'd be greeted by the fresh scent of woodlands. Bark, leaves, moss, grass and dew all mixed together in the air to form a familir and well-known smell to all, or well at least those who frequented the outdoors. As one looked around, it became clear that the forest divided into layers of a kind, with the outer-most one at which they were now was home to mostly thin trunked trees. But the deeper you wandered into the acual woods, the thicker and larger the trees started to get. Additionally, one's who knew where, how and what to look for, would soon realize that there were more useful plants, bushes and resources further in.

In the outer-most section of the forest there seemed to be mostly thin trees and basic ferns or other leafy plants, but if one kept going, they'd soon stumble upon things like wild vegetables and berry bushes, further still and you may come across nut or fruit-bearing trees. But, as with all things, the deeper one went, the more potential danger may appear. While the forest would certainly offer plenty of dry branches, fallen logs and ingiting sources, it also held the residents of the woods - and some of them may not be too friendly... Or they might just be hungry.

But it was still midday and fairly early. The sun was high and there was plenty of light. The green and brown of the forest beckoned, inviting the travellers in to forage and explore.

What would they do next? Where would they go? What, or who, would they find?

--- Center of the Village ---

@Lupusintus Rinn Arniman, @BunniesOfDoom Adrila Jaaxa

Sheryl only glanced up momentarily from her work when she heard the elf's voice. She cocked ehr head sideways when the other woman flashed her an pologetic smile and then quickly dumped the string-spinning fop at her doorstep. Only when the man opened his mouth and began to babble did she realize why.

"Ah... ha.... Very, uh, nice to meet you too, young man." She said, a streined smile on her face.

Fortunately, her ox of a husband came barging into the stone house soon after, placing down a big crate full of tools and utilities. When he spotted Rinn and heard the lad ask what he could do, the big oaf laughed heartily and wandered himself on over to the yuonger man. With a firm, repetetive thumps on the youth's shoulder, the man spoke in a friendly tone.

"Perfect! It was gonna take a while to unload the cart all by myself, but with you here we'll get it done in no time! Wahaha!" Daryl said in an excited tone, completely missing the fact that the bard's physique wasn't exactly... Otpimized... For carrying large and heavy containers with who-knows-what inside of them.

"Let him carry the lighter things, dear." Fortunately, the red-headed woman had a good head on her shoulders.

Laughing again, the big carpenter clasped onto Rinn's shoulder and pulled him along out to the couple's wagon. Upon arriving, the bard would find that there was no small stock of things in the cart left. Many barrels and large, heavy-looking boxes were still there, but there were also smaller sacks and less burdensome-appearing crates and containers too.

"Well, you heard the wife! You take the small stuff and leave the heavy things to me, alright boy?" Daryl said with a big old goofy grin, before leaning over the side of the wagon and grabbing a barrel, which he then proceeded to hoist onto his own shoulder and start carrying off, as if it were not but a wee child playfully getting a ride on the big man's broad, muscular shoulders.

Rinn would find that Daryl was a chatty fellow, happy to share tales of how he and Sheryl had first met, where they used to live, where they'd come from and what road they'd traveled. All while moving back and forth between the cart and the building, never stopping to rest of take a breather. The man was a machine!

Meanwhile, a certain administrative-focused elf would find herself with a quickly diminishing roster of people to boss around as people set off to take care of whatever tasks or personal matters they had decided upon. Alone in the town square now, she'd find herself sandwiched between the wooden lopg house, the stone building where Sheryl, Daryl and Rinn were pre-occupied with, and the strange, star-like statue at the very central-most point of the village.

What would she do next?

--- Northeastern Part of the Vullage ---

@ERode MacKinnon

The little scamp would come into the northeast part of the ruined settlement and find... More of the same. Like, really, there wasn't any actual difference between the ruined buildings here and the ones she'd just scoured back at the heart of the town. Sure, some of the structures may have looked different or been of varying shapes and sizes, but all in all they were just more abandoned, rickety, falling-apart-dye-to-lack-of-maintenance buildings.

But, these were also places she hadn't explored and pillaged yet! Who knew what kind of treasures, trinkets or other items were left behind? Maybe none? Maybe a ton!? Maybe there was a diamoned-encrusted flagon that'd been enchanted to always keep its contents cool? OR perhaps a bear-skin rug? What about a complete collection of some ancient scolar's enyclopedias on various sciences and topics? ... Well... Maybe none of that, but you never knew! The ruins were, as they say, her proverbial oyster, ready to be violently pried open to see what was inside!

--- Southwestern Village outskirts ---

@CitrusArms Niara Rootwick,  @Rune_Alchemist Yingmei Okudaira

Those who left for the south-west of the village would find a small dirt path leading out of the town. Of course, not long after you exited the settlement, the 'road' was gone, completely swallowed and overgrown by nature that had reclaimed it. But, it didn't take long to spot something interesting.

In the distance, a small ways away, were the remnants of a fence, or perhaps a low wall? Bits of it was made of wood, and other bits of stone, but all of it either crumbling or ruined by now, thanks to age and weather. But, beyond this sad display of a barrier, lay what was truly intriguing. The remains of... A field? A crop field?!

Yes, although largely grown over and reclaimed, it was clear as day to anyone with any sort of knowledge about agricultrure that this was, or at least had been, a field for growing food in at some point. And while indeed most of it had been consumed by nature, there were still bits and pieces that looked as if it could be worked right away, with only a little bit of effort involved in clearing and fixing it up! Moreover, there seemed to be some sort of shack or small building at the very far end on the opposite side of the village.

... And, there was something... Small... And white... Leisurely waddling about in the field-area...

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