Frozen Sky, Burning Earth (Fantasy RP) - New thread!

[breaking dolls]

Kana walked around and decided to go to the bar. She knew many people there. She wakled in hugging her robe to her, her basket swinging by her side. She was given a few curious looks, but most just kept talking.

[Madame Professor]

[That she is! And sorry it took me so long to post. I had a busy weekend.]

Abernathy watched the men around her as they cheered. They were alive. They had defended their city and families, and many of them soon rushed off to be with them. Her sapphire blue eyes turned and a smile crossed her lips as she heard Heinrich's words. "Aye," She said softly, "I am well." She looked about, her smile fading slightly, "Though I haven't seen Jonathan come down." She said. She looked back at her friend, "Perhaps he is still atop the roof."

She swung her bow across her back, "Are you well?" She asked the human soldier.

[Vulpes-Volpes]

Felix shrunk back into the bushes as the man paused; only peeking out again when he was sure that the man had continued down the road. He was still debating wether to follow on behind him, not sure what the man was. He had never been able to distinguish the races; this had gotten him into trouble in the past.
Felix decided to follow the man, of course not on the road, but though the bush until he was sure the man would not attack him. This armoured man looked as if he could knock him out with one punch. That was until he heard the snap of a twig underfoot, followed by his soft curse.

[-Ser Mayhem-]

Cyrael walked on and on, closing in to the town. He still had this odd feeling that he was followed, but didn't care. Possibly just his travel-worn mind playing it's tricks on him again.
Cyrael was near the town already, as he heard a twig snap. It would normally not mattered to him, but as this odd feeling tickled his consciousness all the time, he had to check out the cause of the sound. Cyrael walked towards the source of the sound. As he brushed the foliage out of his way, he could notice a young boy. The boy was the source of this 'feeling' he always got around demons. Cyrael could not understand why such a boy emanated such an aura, except...
"Nein.. Den junge ist ein dämon? Unmöglich." Cyrael thought.
"Just why are you stalking on me in these bushes?" Cyrael asked kindly, yet strictly.
--
*"No.. That kid is a demon? Impossible."

[Tazock]

Morgenstern walked was thrilled by the victory, that was small, yet achieved without any casualties, and, most importantly, with co-operation between angels and humans.
"I'm fine, better than in some time!" he said cheerfully with his mouth in a wide smile. In his right hand he was holding a bottle of brandy someone passed him over.
But then Abernathy's words got to him.
"What do you mean Jon's on a rooftop? What's he doin' there?" he asked still smiling.
But then his smile vanished as ash vanishes with the wind.
"What rooftop is he on?" asked Heinrich with a serious tone, fearing the worst.

[Madame Professor]

Abernathy had not been worried about the angel, until Heinrich began to. She had just assumed Jonathan was taking a small break, catching his breath and the like. But when she thought about it, Jonathan had had to put out quite a bit of energy for that attack on the ice comet. Her crystal blue eyes widen a bit along with the seriousness of Heinrich's tone.

"The roof of the inn, I believe... Is where he blocked the comet.." She moved with Heinrich, following him on his path, "You think he was harmed?" She asked, worried about her new found friend.

[Cereline]

Not much later Eve landed on the outskirts of the town. Tucking her wings away she decided to walk the rest of the way, so as not to alarm anyone of her arrival. She didn't use her legs much, so they weren't as strong as her wings but she could still walk for a bit without getting tired.
Entering into the city she glanced around, I wonder...where should I start? I only have so much time. Taking what she knew of human men and their like for drinking she decided to try the tavern. She'd never really liked such places. They were dirty, rugged, and generally unfavorable for an angel.
Upon entering the tavern, Eve noted that it was no diffrent. It was dim, crowded with people, somewhat smelly, and very loud. Grimancing Eve began glancing from place to place. She was usually the quiet and invisable type, but when an angel enterd a dark place like that they're rather noticable. Her cheeks redinging a bit from the glances that she was getting, she instinctivly looked at her feet. He wouldn't be here...he's too...nice for a place like this. I think. After all, she'd only seen the mysterious human once as a child. But it was natural for her to think greatly of him. Since he saved her life.

[breaking dolls]

Kana walked into the bathroom and went into a stall. She snapped her fingers and a pair of black jeans and a snazzy red t-shirt appeared. She grabbed them and changed. She hated acting like an angel. She loved sneaking off and causing mischief.

[Axl3433]

Axl was about to take a drink when he felt something behind him. he turned around and saw Eve enter the tavern. he smiled and muttered to himself
"It's a small world after all"

[Vulpes-Volpes]

Felix instinctively let his hand drop to his hip where he kept his sickle hidden under his clothes. Although his usual ‘aim for the eyes then bolt’ tactic would not work here, he could still aim at the joints in the armour. Stumbling back somewhat as the bushes were parted he looked up at the man like a deer caught in headlights. He was so much taller up close.

He lowered his eyes, he was told to do that by others as people were unnerved by them. “I was not sure if you would turn and a-attack me if I used the road,” he stuttered, only then noticing that his hands had began to shake. “I’m sorry.”

[-Ser Mayhem-]

Cyrael noticed that the boy moved his hand a bit unnaturally fast to a point on his hip. Cyrael let that slide, though, as he possibly had scared the boy.
Cyrael listened to the boy and opened the visor of his helmet to reveal a small smile on his face.
"It's a good habit to be cautious. Don't worry." Cyrael took a step closer and offered his hand to the boy. "Here, let me help you out of that shrubbery. I won't hurt you." Cyrael's voice was pretty soft for a man of his size and stature, yet it gave a hint to the listener that that same voice could also be as harsh as an abrasive paper if needed.
"Anyway, what's a boy like you doing alone in a place like this?"

[Vulpes-Volpes]

Felix hesitated for only a second before taking the offered hand with a soft, “thankyou,” and a smile. After he had stumbled out of the shrub, he answered, “Ah, I was just making my way to that town over there,” with a vague nod of his head towards the town at the end of the road. “It does not matter if I am alone, really. I have been alone for a while anyways,” he mumbled.

[-Ser Mayhem-]

Cyrael pulled the young lad out of the bush onto the road. As the boy told his destination, Cyrael nodded and told him that it was his destination too. As the boy said he was used to traveling alone, Cyrael answered with a nod.
"We can just as well travel together, though. It wouldn't bother me, at least."
Cyrael turned and looked into the direction of the town.
"I am going to find out if there are demons there. Demon excorcist is my profession, see."

[Tazock]

"No. If he's hurt, I doubt it's something ittepearable. It's the possibility of death that worries me." answered Morgenstern with a grim expression on his face.
He was indeed worried about Jonahtan. The way he used up his energy was not very wise. And then there was Abernathy... Heinrich himself had seen enough death of comrades to being able to cope with it effectively. It was Abernathy he was worried about. They got so well along together which was very important for Abernathy, who was just getting used to being around big masses of people. If Jon is dead, then Morgenstern didn't know what to do. His way to cope with a death of a dear friend and/or comrade in battle was to think "Well, this happens.", try to forget it and get drunk if the forgetting part was proving tricky. But those were ways of a grizzled human soldier, and not appliable to a forest elf such as Abernathy, who probably wasn't used to seeing her comrades getting killed.
Morgenstern grabbed a tall wooden ladder from the ground, leaned it against the inn walls and started to climb up. As he reached the roof he saw Jonathan lying there.
Heinrich got off the ladder and onto the roof.
"Hey, can you hear me?" Morgenstern shouted at him while tapping Jon to his cheek for a strengthened effect.

[happy_monkiez]

Jonathan lay there,more or less,limp.He opened his eyes slightly."Hein-Heinrich.Tell me..."his voice was weak,suddenly,"When can we get out of this place?!"he asked sitting up."This place is prone to danger! Let's get out of here."he was shaking his head,and grinning at the same time.