Sorry for a lack of activity, I’ll try and post soon.
- Last Seen: 3 yrs ago
- Joined: 7 yrs ago
- Posts: 137 (0.06 / day)
- VMs: 0
-
Username history
- Zaphander 7 yrs ago
Status
Recent Statuses
7 yrs ago
Current
Back to Lordran
Bio
User has no bio, yet
Most Recent Posts
“Ah, a rich girl aren’t you? Going to school, being an independent woman, ah I’m sure you’ve had plenty of men try to earn your favor. Your family certainly sounds like a wealthy one. Makes me a bit jealous!”
Enta emulated Naomi’s stitching with the rest of the women and was learning quick. Needles were passed around and Enta made a quick coin selling iron needles to the womenfolk. Enta was very curious however; she’s never heard about this family (based off the design Naomi stitched) or school Naomi came from. She wondered if she was lying.
“Where did you come from? It’s rare to find a nice woman like you who’s given so much freedom and privilege. Me, I had to scrap by with what I got.”
@RumikoOhara
Enta emulated Naomi’s stitching with the rest of the women and was learning quick. Needles were passed around and Enta made a quick coin selling iron needles to the womenfolk. Enta was very curious however; she’s never heard about this family (based off the design Naomi stitched) or school Naomi came from. She wondered if she was lying.
“Where did you come from? It’s rare to find a nice woman like you who’s given so much freedom and privilege. Me, I had to scrap by with what I got.”
@RumikoOhara
It’s a lot to change, and I don’t really mind. I’m just going to roll with it. Enta was going to sell powerful weapons to random people anyways, guns will just make warfare more exciting for us. Plus this way Enta can get all the credit for “inventing” firearms in this world.
Im actually wondering how or why he even gets to start with two weapons in the first place if he came from the other world. Sure he’s suppose to be a magical gunner but shouldn’t he at least have to find a gun like the rest of you all need to find your weapons?
Either way, even if guns don’t exist in this world aside from Odum, Enta plans to change that soon.
Either way, even if guns don’t exist in this world aside from Odum, Enta plans to change that soon.
“Oho? That’s a Fine needle too! Not often I see anyone who can afford something so small yet so strong. Most settle for cheaper, more easily replaceable bone or wood.”
Enta seemed equally interested in both Naomi’s textiles and equipment. Notably the thread; dyes were rare where she came from and she just happened to have a few small spools. The school she mentioned was also strange as Enta has never heard of it before.
“Something tells me you’re not just a traveling tailor however. I can tell from looking at you, there’s much more then meets the eye! Not often I find highly skilled women in this world.”
Enta pulled a chair next to Naomi and took out her own sewing kit, though it lacked the same level of intricacy as Naomi. Most of the thred was pale grey or a touch brown, however the needles were just as good if not better then Naomi’s own. Strong enough to puncture through leather and hide even.
“I normally work leather instead of thread but knowing how to do both is essential to making something strong and sturdy. Now what did you mention before about that stitching? I’m sure I speak for all of us when I ask if you could show us how it’s done.”
@RumikoOhara
Enta seemed equally interested in both Naomi’s textiles and equipment. Notably the thread; dyes were rare where she came from and she just happened to have a few small spools. The school she mentioned was also strange as Enta has never heard of it before.
“Something tells me you’re not just a traveling tailor however. I can tell from looking at you, there’s much more then meets the eye! Not often I find highly skilled women in this world.”
Enta pulled a chair next to Naomi and took out her own sewing kit, though it lacked the same level of intricacy as Naomi. Most of the thred was pale grey or a touch brown, however the needles were just as good if not better then Naomi’s own. Strong enough to puncture through leather and hide even.
“I normally work leather instead of thread but knowing how to do both is essential to making something strong and sturdy. Now what did you mention before about that stitching? I’m sure I speak for all of us when I ask if you could show us how it’s done.”
@RumikoOhara
Enta rolled up into the village in her wagon, a cocky smirk on her face. She learned a lot from Odum’s gun and she intended to make a profit from it. It packed a punch and didn’t require too much training to use, though ammo was a bit pricy. Enta knew a few things about making bullets though so she’ll just have to upcharge the villagers for the price of ammo. Stuff wasn’t cheap!
As she rolled into the sleepy village if Wayward she looked for anyone who looked like a local leader. That’s when she spotted a rather tall, busty blond woman killing it with the needle and thread. Enta whistled and approached.
“That’s some damn fine needle work there. I’ve seen some masterful embroidery in my time, but nothing like this. Where’d you learn how to do that?”
@Azure Flame@RumikoOhara
As she rolled into the sleepy village if Wayward she looked for anyone who looked like a local leader. That’s when she spotted a rather tall, busty blond woman killing it with the needle and thread. Enta whistled and approached.
“That’s some damn fine needle work there. I’ve seen some masterful embroidery in my time, but nothing like this. Where’d you learn how to do that?”
@Azure Flame@RumikoOhara
“Hah! Finally! Let’s go Feast!”
The journey to the location written in the quest was utterly boring, but the pay off was worth it in the end. A dozen mighty looking warriors facing off against a ragtag group who Shatter assumed was the other guild members. Feast sleepily roused from her slumber as Shatter was looking for a high location to observe the fighting.
When she had the vantage point, Shatter took out her great crimson blade. Rising it into the air the blade cracked before exploding into more than four dozen shards. But instead of falling to the ground these shards rose up into the air and transformed into sleek, blood red swords. They looked like thinner, smaller versions of Shatter’s normal sword. Then with no warning or mercy her blades rained down upon the backs and heads of the Varjan Warriors. And though it wasn’t really Shatter’s intention, Magnus was mostly safe from the rain if swords thanks to the champion’s body unwittingly shielding him.
But Shatter wasn’t just going to let her swords have all the fun. She charged right in, grasping two shard swords and swung towards any warrior who came within reach. Even as the blades pierced and slashed their bodies, they would not bleed nor would they feel pain, but that didn’t mean her attacks did nothing. From their wounds their very energies were being drained and their bodies would become sluggish yet satisfied, almost as if they truly did just gone through an epic and exhilarating battle. At the same time Feast, though she was still only half awake, was feeding off their energies leaking from their wounds. This energy she used to keep Shatter healthy and strong. And as long as Shatter kept fighting and cutting down her foes Feast can absorb this energy and give it to her dear friend.
“Ah ha ha ha ha! More! Give me more!”
The journey to the location written in the quest was utterly boring, but the pay off was worth it in the end. A dozen mighty looking warriors facing off against a ragtag group who Shatter assumed was the other guild members. Feast sleepily roused from her slumber as Shatter was looking for a high location to observe the fighting.
When she had the vantage point, Shatter took out her great crimson blade. Rising it into the air the blade cracked before exploding into more than four dozen shards. But instead of falling to the ground these shards rose up into the air and transformed into sleek, blood red swords. They looked like thinner, smaller versions of Shatter’s normal sword. Then with no warning or mercy her blades rained down upon the backs and heads of the Varjan Warriors. And though it wasn’t really Shatter’s intention, Magnus was mostly safe from the rain if swords thanks to the champion’s body unwittingly shielding him.
But Shatter wasn’t just going to let her swords have all the fun. She charged right in, grasping two shard swords and swung towards any warrior who came within reach. Even as the blades pierced and slashed their bodies, they would not bleed nor would they feel pain, but that didn’t mean her attacks did nothing. From their wounds their very energies were being drained and their bodies would become sluggish yet satisfied, almost as if they truly did just gone through an epic and exhilarating battle. At the same time Feast, though she was still only half awake, was feeding off their energies leaking from their wounds. This energy she used to keep Shatter healthy and strong. And as long as Shatter kept fighting and cutting down her foes Feast can absorb this energy and give it to her dear friend.
“Ah ha ha ha ha! More! Give me more!”
The lady gave Odum a sly smile as Tawny and Reina showed up.
“Well well well. Looks like not all is lost after all. I’m guessing these are your friends? Enta’s the name.”
She waved at the two girls before turning around. She took a few steps forward before peeking behind her and the three.
“Mhmm. You should use this chance to make things right. Not everyone gets a second chance! Learn how to get along with them and be the better person, even if they won’t. I’m sure we’ll meet again. Toodles~”
Enta slipped off back into the forest, blatantly ignoring Odum’s question about his gun as she vanished into the brush. She was going to have fun with his weapon.
“Well well well. Looks like not all is lost after all. I’m guessing these are your friends? Enta’s the name.”
She waved at the two girls before turning around. She took a few steps forward before peeking behind her and the three.
“Mhmm. You should use this chance to make things right. Not everyone gets a second chance! Learn how to get along with them and be the better person, even if they won’t. I’m sure we’ll meet again. Toodles~”
Enta slipped off back into the forest, blatantly ignoring Odum’s question about his gun as she vanished into the brush. She was going to have fun with his weapon.
“Oh? You have magic but you don’t even know it? That’s dangerous.”
Suddenly the girl’s eyes started glowing and from the ground two large stones floated up and around her.
“So not only do you have this powerful weapon you use carelessly, you also use magic you don’t even realize you have... That’s like taking treats from a stranger.”
The woman waved her ha da through the air causing the stones to change shape and form, from little people to swords. Eventually they became little people with swords fighting each other.
“Magic is like water. Everyone needs it, but no matter how useful, if you don’t know where it’s source is coming from, you’re putting yourself at risk. For all you know your magic may be tapped into some greater demonic entity that will slowly take over your mind the more you use it. Or perhaps it’s comnected to a god who will use you as a vessel in a holy war. Or it might just kill you.”
The stones formed back together into a large table where she set Ogum’s weapon down. She put her elbows in this tabl and looked at him.
“You must truly be desperate to come to me for help. Did you kill someone? Well... No matter.”
Taking a step back the woman raised her hand to the table as it consumed the weapon. Her eyes began to glow as she took in the knowledge of how this weapon was crafted, what it was made of, and how it was used. Then the stone crumbled, leaving nothing behind but dust and dirt.
“Ah. That was enlightening. Well then time to go.”
Suddenly the girl’s eyes started glowing and from the ground two large stones floated up and around her.
“So not only do you have this powerful weapon you use carelessly, you also use magic you don’t even realize you have... That’s like taking treats from a stranger.”
The woman waved her ha da through the air causing the stones to change shape and form, from little people to swords. Eventually they became little people with swords fighting each other.
“Magic is like water. Everyone needs it, but no matter how useful, if you don’t know where it’s source is coming from, you’re putting yourself at risk. For all you know your magic may be tapped into some greater demonic entity that will slowly take over your mind the more you use it. Or perhaps it’s comnected to a god who will use you as a vessel in a holy war. Or it might just kill you.”
The stones formed back together into a large table where she set Ogum’s weapon down. She put her elbows in this tabl and looked at him.
“You must truly be desperate to come to me for help. Did you kill someone? Well... No matter.”
Taking a step back the woman raised her hand to the table as it consumed the weapon. Her eyes began to glow as she took in the knowledge of how this weapon was crafted, what it was made of, and how it was used. Then the stone crumbled, leaving nothing behind but dust and dirt.
“Ah. That was enlightening. Well then time to go.”
I don’t really have a plan. Maybe they paths will cross though. I don’t mind if she finds us, it’ll give Enta someone else to tease.
© 2007-2024