The time was somewhere between midnight and three in the morning. Iris had been walking since the sun had set and she now found herself in the middle of a clearing in some unknown forest. The moon was at a waning crescent, which didn't give much light, but it was more than enough for her. A chilling wind blew harshly and she hugged her cloak ever closer to her, trying to keep her body heat somewhat existent. Looking up and around, she closed her eyes and listened. There was a stream nearby. Without opening her eyes, she walked to it's bank and sat by it. Opening her eyes, she bent over, cupping her hands together to hold water, and began to drink, enjoying the peacefulness of the night.
He did not care to learn the name of the town he was in, for he was just passing through, but he had figured befoe he wandered off, why should he leave with such dignity? What if he was too stumble away instead? So that is how Fujiwara, elemental of wind, ended up in the nameless towns local drinking hole. Literally a hole, he had desecnded down stone stairs and through a wooden door into this place. At first he thought it best if he left, this place looked seedy, many men hear looked liked thieves and ruffians, but now...
Now Fujiwara had them all drinking merrily, he had his arms wrapped around two mens burly necks, swaying back and forth as the trio belched out many a drinnking song, and the drinks kept on coming. Fujiwara had plenty of coin, and since he knew the meaning of "pacing" he wasn't going to be more than buzzed for a little while. Besides, something seemed off, and while his intentions had been to get drunk, there was no way this feeling was going to allow him that luxury.
So he sang, and he laughed, and he brought rounds for everyone, even those already passed out on the floor, tables, and even the bar. Ligtweights he had called them, for there was plenty of night left to be drinking. He even had his own rule, which was simple enough: If you can still talk, You can still drink.
Towards the edge of a the forest a great light could be seen. If anyone were to try and look closely they would see a figure standing in the center of the light almost aflame. This was Conan and he was on a rampage again. A group of highwaymen had tried to rob him and instead of leaving him alone when Conan asked nicely they decided to take out their swords and kill him. Of course no amount of training could calm Conan's fiery nature so instead of letting them live Conan had burnt them to a crisp. He stopped the flames putting out any stray fires. He brushed himself off and continued to walk towards the direction of town. He was not in the mood for any more interuptions. He had left his house in the wilderness to go on an adventure. What the adventure was, Conan had no idea but he intended to find one.
Growing bored of her surroundings, Iris began to walk again. And walk. And walk. Until she came upon a small town. Her first instinct was to go around, or in a different direction in general. But she decided it would be alright since there was a lack of people in the streets.
Cautiously, she walked through the town. Stopping here and there at shops that were still open to gather a few supplies. Once she had what she needed, she found a back ally, with a weird hole in the ground that she made note to avoid, and found a secluded corner. With one more good look around to make sure no one was there, she summoned a void, in which she placed all of her things in. Once done, she closed it up and began to count her money, always weary of funds.
Conan was a little in need of money. Living in the wolderness he always hunted his own food so the need for money was very little. If he needed supplies he could always trade one of his kills. That was how Conan found himself in the village square pretending to be a fire spitter. In fact the liquid he was spitting out was water. It was free so he only gained money really. The villagers, who were in need of some entertainment, openly gave him money that they would have usually kept close to them.
terra stunbled down a dark ally way, she was uncordinated and her usually bright happy eyes were dull almost dead looking. her shirt and pants where torn up and she had a good amount of dirt all over her. her step father had decided she needed to be taught a lesson while her mother was off helping a local farmer's wife give birth, her lesson ended up being a beating. she had snuck out of the house and wondered into town. she leaned heavily on a wall and at the entrance to the ally she sank to the ground and just sat there looking out but not really seeing anything.
Dylan was walking around town. She had left her cabin in the woods for a week already. She's someone what of a nomad since she simply goes out and goes where her conscience tells her too. She once was a month out for a whole months travelling. And now she came across this town. She was hungry. Her stomach was hurting so bad. She decided to walk inside what she thought was a place she would get some kind of food. A pub or a bar...
She opened the door and walked in. And then she heard a familiar voice. Fujiwara's! She got excited. It's been so long since she's seen him last. She darted towards him and tackled with a hug.
That feeling was upon him heavier now, he had felt something like this before, but it had been so long... He ignored it though, stil singing along with his barmates. jaunty tune after jaunty tune they continued until the three of them were knocked off their stools by some unseen tackler. The two men were outcold, but Fujiwara was better than that. He had caught himself, and it took several moments of stupor to finally recognize what was going on.
"Dylan?" He breathed shocked, he hadn't seen her in such a long time, and too randomly show up, here, in the seediest bar Fujiwara had ever had the chance to fall down in. He returned her hug and helped her stand up, as he too rose. He had a smile on his face bigger than he had in many long months. "What are you doing here?"
Having been lost in thought, Iris now snapped to at several noises. Someone opening and closing a door, which sounded like it was coming from that hole she was avoiding. Someone slumped at the mouth of the ally she was in. And that was a lot of commotion coming from somewhere else in down. The sound of fire, people being amused...
Standing up, she tried to look for another way out of the ally. The only way Iris saw that she could get out would be by using her powers, which she wasn't going to risk now that there were more people around...So she made due with having to go through the way she came in.
As she neared the entrance to the ally, she saw a girl looking almost lifeless. With sigh, Iris returned to the craves she had found earlier, retrieved a few supplies from her void, and returned to the girl. One of the things she had was water in a small bowl with a white clothe. In the water, she mixed in a few healing herbs and dipped in the cloth. She began to clean the girl up and mind to her injuries. Once she was done, she put some food beside her, stood up, and leaned against the other wall of the ally, watching as people gathered around a man breathing fire.
Conan collected his money after he had finished performing. He had a nice amount of money that would well last him a week or two. The people of this town were mighty generous. He was walking past an alleyway when he saw a familiar figure. "Terra is that you?" He walked over to her and helped her up. "Terra what happened?" Terra was a child of the god of fire too and he looked upon her as a sort of sister.
Dylan was glowing with happiness, her smile wide. She was so ecstatic to see him that she was almost jumping. She stood up easily as he helped her out. "I was travelling and walked inside whatever place i thought that would serve food" She had forgotten everything about her hunger right now. "But then I found you here~ Isn't that so strange?" She asked him.
"Wait...This place serves food?" He looked around, most of his drinking companions were asleep now, and the others that were awake were beginning to droop. No kitchen he noticed, and at the mention of food his stomach had given a growl. He turned back to Dylan and smiled wide. "Perhaps we should get out of this hole in the ground, and go find something to eat then? Surely something is open."
He took her by the hand and lead her towards the door. He could sense something above ground was happening, but as always, if it didn't immedieately affect him, he ignored it. He swung the door open wide, the night air nearly knocking him to the ground. Yet he steadied himself and continued out. There were things to be eaten and times to be caught up upon.
terra blinked at the girl that had helped her then she softly said "thank you". she gasped when Conan lifted her up and whinced then she said "its nothing conan I'm alright". she looked up at him and gave him a big smile thou it never reached her eyes, they never did anymore. she had only met her brother of sorts a few times when he had passed throu town, the last time she had seen him was 5 years before.
Dylan walked happily behind Fujiwara. She was too happy to notice anythign around her and also, she was too clumsy to notice anything. She had been separated from her brother for...10 years now? Yes, that was right. She been hiding as he lived carelessly as always. She was a little careless since she was suppose to be in the hiding but hangs out all the time, travelling.