Haven A Walk-In Roleplay {Please Read Rules}

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Akragth (Lavafang)

Location: At the Bar Counter, near(ish) Adalyn

Akragth rumbled softly, moderating its admittedly slightly loud voice because its chest barrel was simply larger than a human's, "Thank'ee," before dipping its head to tip the ale into his mouth.

The awkward positioning was just that, awkward, but it also looked like it'd done this many times before, the beast failing to spill a single drop as the liquid was carefully poured into the canine-shaped mouth. The careful rebalancing Akragth did resettling the flat of the mug on the counter looked practiced, even as the back legs shuffled to relieve pressure that should really have been spread on all four limbs.

Standing like this was, in all honesty, unnatural to the four-legged creature, even spending its childhood years among humans as it has. Childhood, as if Akragth was a full adult, the feet still vaguely larger and with the last remnants of puppyish size to them. Akragth would not be adult for another three hundred years left.

The black ears flicked back, catching the sound with the sharpness of nonhuman hearing. The canine paused in mid-motion as it had been dipping its head for another mouthful, although there really wasn't much left for a second, as large as Akragth was. A flick of the claws on the right forelimb 'holding' the container along with the careful assistance of the tail, and the mug was set rocking back to its flat bottom. It withdrew it front paws from the counter, and settled on all fours.

At five feet high at the shoulder, Akragth was still tall enough with the length of the rest of the neck elevating it by another foot to be well over the counter. It was only the necessity of using the foreclaws that the lavafang had even stood up. "Not a pit," Akragth rumbled mildly at the female that it was uncertain was entirely human, and had been nervy about the origins of, "Just about - what was it, a hundred and twenty dimins of snow and ice? Happens, when one goes to sleep in the far north for a few decacycles or so."

The lavafang paused, then remembered. "Ah, right. You don't use cycles here. About ten-ten years. A hundred years," it clarified. "And about forty feet."

It'd gone to sleep for that long because Akragth had gotten tired of that reaction. The reaction about what kind of abyss, pit, whatever the local term was, it'd come from and almost in a derisive manner. Curiosity was a rare thing, and it hadn't been able to read humans in a long time. At least it wasn't screaming and pitchforks again.

Its head tilted at the fully human girl, or so she smelled and seemed, and said without rancor of her edging away, "This one is entirely disinterested in eating humans, it informs you. This one is not a hellhound, all fire and flash and temper. This one is of mountain blood, not of abyss born." Mountain blood, or rather deep magma and slow, oozing lava, the volcanic vents and heat that gave rise to the hot springs. Young as Akragth might be, it entirely lacked the irritability that its cousins in form, if not blood, had. Impatience was measured in months, days, not the quick snap of mere seconds.

[Daph_Tha_Product]

Dillon took another drag off the cigarette before the movement of the beast caught her eye. She turned her attention off the vampire to the rather large and seemingly educated beast. She was caught off guard when it spoke to her having heard her remark she had made under her breathe. She listened as the beast remarked to something to which sounded like some sort of hibernation. She smiled politely at the beast giving it just an ounce of respect. It seemed to be a reoccurring event on this day, her being surprised. "Haven's just full of surprises." She said to herself and motioned at the barkeeper for another drink.

As she did so she heard the beast remark a term she was very familiar with, 'hellhound'. She smiled at the though of the hounds back home, tearing and shredding human souls to pieces. "Better times." she said out loud and took another drag off the cigarette before putting out the end in an ashtray. "All this nostalgia and a complete lack of violence is making this scene dull." she muttered to herself as she let a pout out. "Don't you dare, why do you always have to do this?" Dillon screamed from within the madhouse in her mind. "I told you, you would eat those words Dillon." The voice said out loud and let out a small playful and yet sinister laugh.

[The Lucky Panda]

Taiyou4

SEE --- NO --- EVIL
⠠⠚⠕⠓⠝⠀KIBA ⠠⠙⠕⠑

↪But you can call me Kit Cat Kid.

Location: Catacombs

Speaking with: Warpath

Carrying: nothing

Kid ignored everything warpath said to him, Kid wasn't ready to fight Warpath right now due to the fact that he could feel people coming. Shortly after warpath jumped in the hole. Kid looked at the letter he left and chuckled, 'Oh the adventures guild is gonna be confused about this one... and I only had to kill three people!' Kid thought to himself as he lifted his arm and a black darkness, not shadows but a black like void covered the hole and suddenly it was as if time was being reversed and the hole was being repaired backwards to its original state. He took one hard look around as he heard guards shouting, "This way! We lost communication with the guard and orcs! Hurry!" the shouting got closer. Kid chuckled, "And this is where I take my leave" He said as his body phased away as if his body turned to dust as he reappeared beside Warpath in the catacomb tunnels.

The prison chambers containing the most dangerous criminals in Haven was completely demolished. Every cell was broken open. Both orcs laid there dead beside each-other while the guard was pinned to the ceiling by chains threw his wrists and feet dripping blood to the ground. The floor was completely repaired as if it hadn't ever been destroyed, which would leave the Adventures Guild and Guard confused how every prisoner in this section of the prison was gone. The only entrence to this section of the prison was through seven heavy doors each section between doors guarded by four guards. None in which seen anyone come in or out. The mystery was a mystery. The only sound in the prison was the sound of the metal doors opening up and over forty guards storming the room, along with the guards blood dripping, pouring from his body and splashing in orcs blood below. The prison was empty with no sign of entry or exit.

The guards stormed the section of the prison, they were confused and horrified at the scene as they searched every corner of every cell and every corner. They couldn't find out how they escaped and how no idea who helped them. One of the guards shouted to the others, "Over here! A letter! it's weird, it's black... We shouldn't open this we should hand it over to the Adventure Guild" the guard said picking it up as they removed the chains from the dead guards wrists and arms and zipped him up in a body bag along with dragging the orcs out.

"Rest in peace conrads..." all the guards said as they paused for a minute to give a moment of silence for the dead orcs and the dead guard... All dead with the look of horror and fear in their eyes... They died scared. They died filled with fear.

They travelled down the catacombs, it was a quiet walk until Kid began to speak, "I'm sorry about what happened... To that girl... I thought.. I thought I saw grandfather.. I lost control.." He said sounding guilty for the first time in years, Kid wasn't one to show guilt ever, he lacked a concious for the most part. But there was rare occasions.

He stopped and turned around and looked up at Warpath, Kid was tall but warpath was still taller than Kid, "You are free, my debt is paid off to you and my message has been delivered. follow this path and it'll take you to the back slums of Haven..." Kid said as he pointed down the left path that they came to, he turned right and threw up his cloaks hood and began to head down a different way than the exit he created for the prisoners.




↪Close your Eyes
↪Visualize
↪As your mind spies no fear
↪Through this world's disguise of your near death

[Taiyou4]

CB Nostalgia

Seeing Kiba apologizing is quite rare though he did apologize many times for what happened with her in the past.
The wolf-man turned away from him as he stood still, silently.
Letting his head down and closing his eyes, Warpath thought of his apology.
He knew he should accept his apology by now but...
The truth is, the girl that Warpath was interested in shows more friendliness toward Kiba.
Sadly, he believed that this girl must have loved Kiba.
And so, facing the truth, Warpath personally entrusted this girl to Kiba.
Kiba Kiba Kiba.
Perhaps, the reason why he didn't want to accept the masked-man's apology is due to losing the trust or jealousy.
After few seconds of awkward silence, the wolf-man walked toward the direction Kiba gave to the escapees.
Suddenly, as he walked, he felt an ominous presence coming toward Kiba's direction.
What was it that gave such aura that he haven't felt for long time?
As he turned around to see Kiba, he saw something else that made his eyes widen.
It was a 15ft tall beast-like monster that seems to be chewing one of the escapee in its mouth.
As the upper body of the monster starts to dangle off of its mouth, the monster spat out it toward Kiba.
The monster then roared as it targeted Kiba as a next victim.

[kjIWD99UPV]

Akragth (Lavafang)

Location: At the Bar Counter

Akragth nodded back, in a bit of a human gesture. It had misread the human intonation and voice, then. That happened, occasionally. It had been fifty years since it had properly interacted with humans, not counting the hundred year span where it had slept... and grown. A decade had fixed the clumsiness, but not polished the social awkwardness.

It paused at the suggestion of violence. Rather than compassion, it was more concern over its drink and lost opportunities to find a master, a companion to stand by. Akragth did not have a very firm moral compass, although sometimes it would take into consideration what its prior companion would have wanted. Now wasn't the time. "This one asks that you refrain from violence right now. Blood in this one's ale is irritating." It paused. The implication would be that after it was gone, or at least finished drinking violence would be fine. Then there was - "And this one supposes Talsyn would have wished for this one to intervene and protect those present." There was a exasperated huff at that.

Another deep breath and sigh, and it shook itself, spikes growing a little brighter, like the spread of red as heat began to turn a steel bar red, then orange, yellow, and white. A warning, of a sort, to those that knew its breed. Akragth was stoking its fire in preparation for a conflict. Twisting back towards its ale, it was careful not to rest the spurs on its elbows against the table.

Akragth certainly wasn't going to let this disrupt its consumption of ale before it really had to drop the drink in favor of defending it. Ale first. And maybe take a look at the local Adventurer's Guild or equipment later, see if anybody would be interested in picking the canine up as a companion creature.

It still wasn't going to go to the pet store. That was just demeaning. Getting sold, with no control over which master picked it?

No. Just no. Wasn't going to happen.

The lavafang hooked the paw that had been previously around the mug into the loop, and tilted it so a surprisingly long tongue could stick out and lap at it, instead of the entire mouthfuls it had been gulping down earlier. Steam sizzled from the water remaining in the ale, the hotter fire it was burning with evaporating some of it before it even had a chance to get to its throat. That was the trouble with burning hotter, Akragth grumbled audibly and wordlessly.

[Sayla-girl]

ADALYN
The Young Adventurer

The creature growled a response to her actions, proving that even when she was trying to be inconspicuous thatAdalyn seemed to attract attention. But what he said was curious. True she was afraid of him, but she had never said anything about it being a hellhound.

"Um...yeah...ok sure...sorry..." She mumbled quietly as she got a refill on her cider, unsure as to how to respond to the creature and its presumption she thought it was demonic. To be truthful, Adalyn had no idea what it was and had no intention of finding out. As long as it wasn't trying to eat her or anything, wherever it came from wasn't her business.

Still uneasy, she took her mug from the counter and sat at a table near the door, still trying to avoid trouble.

Location: The Drunken Wench
Profile: Here
Activity: Spooked by the flaming bear creature!
OoC:

Ker of Erebus

[The Lucky Panda]

Taiyou4

SEE --- NO --- EVIL
⠠⠚⠕⠓⠝⠀KIBA ⠠⠙⠕⠑

↪But you can call me Kit Cat Kid.

Location: Catacombs

Speaking with: Warpath

Carrying: nothing

A body from the darkness was shot towards Kiba as it rag dolled across the hall bouncing off the walls as the head was torn off along with one of the arms and huge bite marks threw his body. but you could tell he was one of the prisoners who Kid had freed, "So... this is the power I could sense... A long forgotten cursed beast roaming these tunnels... s**t" Kid said as he placed his hand on the hilt of his blade and lifting his under hand outwards as he snapped his fingers and all the torches down the dark hall lit, and infront of him was the cursed beast. Kid examined the beast head to toe as he noticed the many runes chained to the monster pulsing with energy, energy from the many souls it'd adsorbed along with it's collar that had been enchanted to protect it from all elemental magic and could absorb the power from any element magic.

Kid drew his katana as he looked the beast up and down swinging the katana around in his hand as he began to charge the beast, "Ah, so I guess you're gonna be a stinker aren't ya you big ol' s**t" Kid said lunging through the air spinning doing front flips with his katana spinning to. Kid striked the beast on the head, the metal like helm the beast was wearing shot out some sort of power burst that deflected Kid sending him flying back across the hall. Quickly kid flipped catching momentum landing on his feet sliding back as he jabbed his katana into the ground ripping it back as he tried to slow down from the force that sent him back.

kid quickly charged the beast once more as a voice echoed in his head, "Kiba, use your powers, you can't win unless you do" The voice was the sound of Kat. Kid sighed as he touched the mask on his face and it went from being latched on to becoming a solid mask. He took his Katana and swung it around holding it to his own gut, he ripped it through his stomach as he fell to his knees and blood began to leak from his mouth and out the bottom of the mask along with out of him. He fell to the ground face first. The mask relatched itself as it turned from white to red. The beast swung his foot and stomped Kid into the ground, without a sound Kid was now under the foot of the beast, he held his foot there as he locked his vision onto Warpath and let out a loud growl that echoed through the catacombs the beasts metal horn began to glow as it charged and shot off a bolt of energy like lightning towards Warpath along with a ball of black fire from his mouth, two attacks shot in the direction towards warpath.


↪Close your Eyes
↪Visualize
↪As your mind spies no fear
↪Through this world's disguise of your near death

[Daph_Tha_Product]

Dillon received her shot from another bartender whom placed the glass down in front of her. She listened to the creature as it heard her want for conflict. Hearing this the voice snickered slightly through its human flesh. It came from a land of carnage and brutality, this creature may have reminded her of the things back home. But this thing was soft, weather it was by compassion or sheer ignorance this creature seemed dull in comparison to. As she thought this and took another shot of the hard liquor, she felt it burn on its way down her throat.

She then noticed the change in the creature as it seemed to be almost challenging her, if not just right out. She glared at it as it continued to consume its ale. "I'd leave it alone if I were you." Dillon suggested rather casually. "Well I'm wearing you so I'll do as I please." it told Dillon, she was beginning to make it a bad habit, remarking back to Dillon out loud. it was letting the little brat get to it and she knew it.

It got up and made its way over to the beast walking with a purpose but without the indication of mischief. "I'm sorry I seem to have offended you." she said to it and gave it a grin that said little towards an apology. As she got right up by it she smiled at it, studying its face as she did so and trying to slightly distract where it was looking. She lightly touched the cup the ale was in and charged up the particles within the cup and waited until the beast took a drink of it again and exploded the kinetic energy within it.

[WeirdRoseBud]

Angel Brule

"The person that stole it stowed it away in a place called 'The Thief's Den'." Angel said as she pulled Kire along, she was excited since it had some danger behind it. "This kind of job would have been taken on by our own ex-thief. She used to be in that place quite frequently." She said as she tried to explain the place to him in a way that it would make sense to someone from out of town. "Also the painting itself is valuable, but the reason they stole it is because there is a story behind the painting. The story goes like this: 'If the one can find the hidden message behind this art, then they shall find treasure a plenty.'. So basically these thieves stole it so they could find the secret behind it to find the treasure." She said as she explained about the painting now.

night_bandit

[Taiyou4]

CB Nostalgia

"Holy shiet..."
Eyes wide open, Warpath quickly switch to his battle stance as he leaped forward, dodging the fireball in mid-air.
As for the energy bolt, right as he landed, he quickly tumbled away from it, barely managed to dodge that.
Warpath is pretty nimble even though is body was built heavy.
'Don't judge by his size' quoted by the prince.
Getting up, Warpath stared at Kiba then at the monster, as he wondered what to do in this situation.
He doesn't have his weapons, twin battle-axes right now.
Actually, it went missing from during his drunk adventure.
He doesn't know how to grow his claws like his black-form did.
Looks like he has to rely on his strength and speed alone to get Kiba out of here.
"Catacomb guardian... it seems like."
Closing his eyes, the wolf-man takes in small breath before taking in action.
Brute Force.
Warpath howled a battlecry as he charge straight toward the monster.
The monster continued to shoot its fireball out of its mouth but unfortunately for it, it was quite easy to dodge for the werewolf.
Right as he arrived toward his target, Warpath shout out a terrifying yell as it tackled against the gigantic monster's stomach, knocking it down and free Kiba from its grasp.
Panting, the werewolf shifted his attention to Kiba.
Slightly shaking his head as if he was about to regret what's he about to do, he offered his hand toward Kiba,
"COME ON!"
As he shouted so, the monster managed to got up on its feet as it roared at the two.

[kjIWD99UPV]

Akragth (Lavafang)

Location: At the Bar Counter

"No offense meant, no offense taken," Akragth flicked its tail dismissively. "Blood in the ale merely tastes unpleasant."

The flaring did not die down. It had remembered its earlier wariness of the female creature. It wasn't human, didn't quite entirely smell human, even though parts of it did and not in the manner of a half breed. The touch didn't go unseen, but it did go unnoticed.

It would have really been a better idea had Akragth listened to its instincts. The female was out to cause trouble, and its instincts were blaring at it not to touch the ale. Unfortunately, the lavafang was just as stubborn as the mountains it claimed it was of. Akragth was not going to give up its ale. It bent its neck to drink, pulling back the drink towards it and touching snout to liquid.

That.. probably wasn't the smartest idea as the kinetic energy from the mug exploded in Akragth's face. Being more of lava and magma than flesh and bone probably helped; Akragth was practically invulnerable to any burns it might have affected on its scales, and the light wasn't half as effective on the lavafang as it should have been because of its nature. However, the sound did hurt Akragth's ears enough that it jerked back and fell to the ground, almost stunned for a brief second. There was a wordless, indignant roar. Indignant, because Akragth was less irritated by the sudden attack and more annoyed by 'that was my ale' and did she really have to tamper with it? An actual fight would have been a better thing, was the subconscious thought.

The lavafang was back on its feet in a way that could only be called graceful if an avalanche could called graceful, surging in a sudden and almost violent way, quick and fast and violent rather than anything like the smooth liquid movement of a cat. Akragth shook its head, like a cat that had been sprayed with water, more than actually being hit with something.

The spines on its back flared brighter as it stepped forward in the intention to deal out a reprimand, inhaling oddly in a manner that didn't mean breath, then opened its mouth. Then suddenly snapped shut, remembering that flammable was flammable and cleaning up the mess wasn't something it wanted to do. Instead of the globule of liquid flame that would have clung burning and refused to extinguish even with water Akragth had intended as a sort of reprimand, like a cuff an older wolf would rebuke a cub for tugging on its tail, the lavafang just reached out to smack the female across the torso. The iron-black claws glimmered dimly with the red glow its spikes had been.

At least that wouldn't set the room on fire.

[The Lucky Panda]

Taiyou4

SEE --- NO --- EVIL
⠠⠚⠕⠓⠝⠀KIBA ⠠⠙⠕⠑

↪But you can call me Kit Cat Kid.

Location: Catacombs

Speaking with: Warpath

Carrying: nothing

((NOT THAT GOOD OF A POST.... sorry.. starting to get sleepy >.< wink )

Warpath attacked the beast managing to use his strength against the monster to send it back and to remove it's foot off of kid. His body was embedded into the ground in the shape of his body the sound of Warpath offering his hand echoed through Kids mind as he laid there. His mind flashing at the voice, the friendly voice of Warpath....

"Who are you... What do you want with these people..." The voice played back in Kids head.. as pictures began to flash through his mind. Warpath standing there with families holding their children and children crying all standing behind Warpath as his arms were extended side to side as if he was blocking Kid from coming close.... The caring tone in his voice was the same one he heard now.... The pictures ended as Kids body began to shake.

Kid continued to bleed as the spikes in the bottom of the beasts foot had impaled eight holes into the back of Kid. He wasn't regenerating like he normally would, but his blood appeared to be thickening like molasses. Kids neck span all the way around as you could hear the bones in his neck snapping, his mask now blood red and the mouth and eyes of the mask white. A demonic giggle came out as he looked up Warpath. Eight long legs made of blood that resembled spider legs shot out of the holes of his back as they impaled the ground, four legs on each side of Kid lifting him up and throwing him into the air. spinning his head around back to normal the cracking in his neck seemed to reposition itself. He was being held at eye level with the beast extended by his legs his body shaking randomly as if it was twitching. Blood continued to pour from the the front of the wholes in his torso, the blood began to slow down and suddenly out of each hole his blood shout outwards like eight spears all straight into the beast, four of them taking out the runes. The blood spears shot cleanly threw the beast and out the other side all the way down the hall and into the wall. Suddenly sprouting off of the eight spears of blood shot off many other spears of blood in every direction dismembering the beast in hundreads of pieces as it exploded...

Kid let out a grunt as his mask turned white again and the mouth and eyes black. The thick blood that had become solid began to liquefy filling the tunnels with blood as it fell to the ground. Falling along with the blood was Kid, he fell face first in his own blood. slowly you could see the huge holes in his back stitch themselves up as if the mask was now regenerating Kid once again, but with the amount of blood Kid lost he had gone unconscious as he laid there in his own blood along with the green goo that was that of the monster blood.

↪Close your Eyes
↪Visualize
↪As your mind spies no fear
↪Through this world's disguise of your near death

[WeirdRoseBud]

Damion Brule

"Would I ever lie to you about something like that?" Damion said in a teasing tone as he wrapped his arms around Jinx's waist. "Well that is your past, and if going back there helps you put to rest some of you bad memories. Then we will go down there together." He said as he ran his hand through her hair and looked into her eyes smiling softly. "Well I have never had a girlfriend so this is a first for me too. Also I would love to eat your cooking, just as long as you don't get me to help you too much. Remember the last time I helped Angel, she almost had to throw out dinner and make it from the beginning again." He said as he chuckled slightly.

Hawaiian_dancer

[Daph_Tha_Product]

Dillon took a few steps back as she watched the beast, the exploding mug seemed to do a less than she had intended. But it had seemed to rile the old boy up some, the tension in the room was like an instant strength for her, she could manipulate the energy increasing her physical strength. Obviously the host she was in was no She Hulk, being a seventeen year old, awkward teenager.

She watched as the beast seemed to shake off its confused state from either the flash or the bang, she was unsure which. As it turned to her she got ready as she watched it inhale. She guess this was its dragon like moment and she prepared for a blazing attack. Yet instead the best closed its mouth and seemed to swallow the blast. It cares. she thought to herself. For what ever reason this creature seemed compelled to avoid destroying the Wench even more.

Just as these thoughts dribbled though her mind she was hit with a mighty force, she was amazed with the creatures strength and grateful for the fear in the room and within her host. She hit the wall hard enough to break an average humans spine but her light weight kept her from going through the wall. She brushed the dust off her that had fallen in her collision and began to laugh. As she moved toward the thing with incredible speed as she dodged around its limbs and aimed hard with a knee to the throat. She needed to know where this beast was vulnerable and to what as well. It seemed like her exploding power was going to be nil against it.