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With as much noise as Zanth was making on top of his acute hearing abilities Hunter heard the goblin's climb on to the roof before he opened his eyes and and saw the creature, listening to his comment about the elves.

"Yeah, I noticed. All show and as far as I can see nothing to back it up by way of fighting," He opened his eyes and nodded the direction he saw Sierra returning to the tavern from and hoped that the goblin had seen her too so he knew what he was talking about, "When you put her into a life or death battle it's hard to believe that Sierra is one of those same species, but would I think rather show her worth on the battlefield than being overdressed in flashy robes that could attract a demon with its eyes gouged out from being so bright and showy"

Hunter shook his head and sat in silence as the parade passed by the tavern and headed farther up the street to castle where he figured the meeting would be held before turning to Zanth.

"So why'd you decide to join our group?" Hunter asked him, "I mean from the stories I was told as a kit about goblins we really aren't the type of group you'd be seen with, we have barely any valuables or money on us, we aren't exactly a group of theives...well maybe Kisuke..., if you haven't heard we are going on what could possibly be a suicide mission to fight Jasper, so why us?"

Hunter sighed again and thought about what Zanth said, now that he got a closer look at him he did look more like a cat wild-born than the goblins he described and the ones Hunter had fought with both back home and in the arena.

"I don't believe you," Hunter said, shaking his head and crossing his arms, "If you weren't brave you wouldn't have climbed up on the roof to talk to someone you barely know, if you weren't brave you'd probably still be those two drunk b*****d wolves' private performer, if yo weren't brave...."

He paused and chose his next set of words carefully, "You'd be using your freedom to run AWAY from the demon king and not towards him," Hunter stood up and walked across the roof and put his hand on the trembling creature's shoulder, "and for what it's worth as your ally and friend, that to me is bravery."

Hunter smiled and as fast as the serious expression came it was replaced by a more cheerful expression on his face and he started to make his way to the ledge before stopping and turning around .

"I know you barely made your way up here , but come on, let's go get Sierra, Firion, and Kisuke and see what all the festival hype is about."

Firion was at the city's blacksmith, working like how he usually did for the past few weeks they were there and at the moment he was focusing on a large sheet of metal. It was amazing how just a few hours of extreme heat and a hammer he could transform a simple old piece of iron into something beautiful, and to that he always thought of a sword or other weapon. However, at this time he wasnt working on a sword or other hand weapon, by the looks of it, it was a small piece to something larger. Could it possibly be armor for the king or some sort of large weapon? No one knew, but he did and he didnt want anyone to know about it until the right moment.

Hunter didn't wait for a response, but just assumed that Zanth would eventually follow him down from the roof, and jumped down from the edge and landed somewhat awkwardly since he had been sitting on the roof for a while watching the whole show this morning and then talking with Zanth for a while now, he stood up and dusted himself off before heading into the tavern since he had seen Sierra go in this direction, but didn't see her anywher outside right now.

Hunter's suspicions proved right as he entered the place, nearly knocking oer ANOTHER tipsy werewolf making his way out all the while wondering why they were even allowed here if the outcome was always the same, and saw the elf warrior leaning against the wall away from everybody else, but close by the bar and just light enough to see what was going on.

He sighed, preparing to defend himself if need be and walked up to where she was standing. "Hey Sierra, He said as he got closer, "you ready to find the dragon and the raccoon and meet up with Ves and the other gypsies before the show and talking starts?"

((going to try to give this thing a kickstart again and see if we can breathe some life back into this RP))

Kisuke stretched on his bed in the tavern and rolled out of it. He looked outside the window and noticed that it was daylight! "Oh man...I over slept." He said tiredly. "Thank god the noise from above woke me up." He said and walked out into the tavern to see Sierra and Hunter. He made his way through everyone the best he could, his eyes were still a little heavy, "Hello guys, where is everyone else?"

((I am sorry it is short but I have to go soon, sorry I havn't been posting sweatdrop ))

The silver dragon was in the middle of molding a new block of iron before he heard the distant music being played, it calmed him at first until a second tune was played, it didnt match with the first set and sent a chill down his spine. He slowed his pace just slightly until he heard distant screams, ignoring his work he through the burning block of metal down onto the floor, grabbed his armor and sword and began running. He quickly slipped on the pieces of armor, completely forgetting about the blacksmith apron, and muttered a few words in his native tongue.

When he reached the festival, or at least what he believed to be, the sight of imps running about and killing whoever they caught angered him. With a quick flick of his wrist his sword unfolded and charged at the smaller creatures, lashing his blade out at the small creatures that came into reach. After a few of the imps had fallen, he sensed another presence, this one much darker than anyone he had met. Could it be Shiven? Could his hunt finally be over? He wasnt sure, but he wasnt about to let a few imps destroy his chance. After lopping down another imp he sprinted for the castle, one hand held up in front of his face, all but his index finger and middle finger folded, and began to mutter in his language once more, not in prayer, but instead demanding the Guardians to help him in this battle.

Zanth pulled the flute away from his lips and stared at the portal that had opened before him, he heard the screams as the Imps rushed out, slaughtering all in their path. He let go of the dark flute but it continued to play and it floated in mid-air, held up by the dark energy it produced, the portal would not close until it was destroyed. With tears in his eyes he climbed up the nearest wall and landed in the next ally, he didn't know the flute would do this when Jasper gave it to him with strict instructions to play it at the festival. oh he wasn't stupid, he knew it would do something terrible, but not summon a horde of Imps and he wasn't even sure if that was the only thing about to come through the portal.knowing the Dark King and his love of 'surprises'.

He called out for the others pushed through the panicking crowds avoiding the swinging of blades as the warriors of the cities began to fight back, some of them shifting to their animal forms to take care of the lesser demons. He nearly made it back to the Tavern before a group of Imps tackled him, oh they knew who he was, but in their blood lust they didn't care. He screamed as he felt their teeth and claws trying to tear him apart his screaming mixed with strangled snarls and hisses as he ripped each one of the revolting creatures off him but they kept returning. "Ro Aki'in!" he shouted and a bright white light surrounded him the Imps shrieking in shock and pain as the pure magic consumed them, but then the Magic turned inwards on Zanth instead of dispersing and he gasped clutching his chest.

He felt as if a part of him was burning and he fell, his legs crumpling underneath him the sound of chaos around him began dulled as if he was underwater. He writhed in pain before finally the magic stopped. His chest hurt more then his other wounds but it wasn't burning anymore. He stood gasping for air and then continued to look for the others as he pushed through grabbing a dagger from a fallen warrior and used it to kill the vile creatures along the way.