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 Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 4:51 pm
Day 458659: To early….just to early
Lucy was enjoying his peacefully happy heavenly nap, when he was rudely interrupted. He already had a hard enough time falling asleep because he simply couldn’t escape the feeling they were being followed. First the fox hoped awake and began talking to himself “seriously who does that…well now that I think about it, I do…but not in the morning...” he thought to himself. Then the dragon got up and started playing music “wow… that’s just corny”. He wasn’t a morning person, especially when there was noise involved. He apparently had no choice but to get up, his final attempt at sleep failed, when some random stranger popped up out of no-where and started the happy welcome song. “Alrighty then let’s all follow the singing crack head…”
(ey… shortpost have a head ache >_< )
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 9:38 pm
Hunter felt the wind move through the forest, but only looked up when he heard the wolf girl speak and noticed that another path had been made to what looked and sounded like a caravan of some kind.
What is it with these women and making a path to the unknown...oh well any place is better than here He shrugged and got up heading towards the place where the music was coming from following Mend and Lucy, one hand on the hilt of his sword...just in case...it had been too quiet for the past month and he wanted to be prepared for anything.
((=3~))
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2012 5:52 pm
Sierra remained sitting in the tree, even as it moved, though eventually she did jump down from the tree her armor and sword clinking as she landed. She looked warily around her as the trees seemed to force them to go only in one direction. She watched as the others got up and left heading down the path. She just rolled her eyes and responded with, "Whatever." And followed after them and in no particular hurry either.
((=3~))
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 1:26 am
Vestakia ran into her encampment and ran into a brightly colored tent or blue and gold and came back dragging a wearing old elf woman with her. "I brought them Grandmother, just as you said." she said excitedly her tail lifting in pride and her muzzle spilt into a grin. she was about to speak again when the old elf raised a wrickled hand, silenceing the Vixen and the music, everyone who had been playing lowered their intruments and waited for her to speak.
When the champions arrived her old blue eyes looked apon them with a small sadness but she gave them a kind smile. "Welcome strangers, i realize Vestakia might now have given youa choice but i asked her to bring you here and so she did." she began gesturning then to sit down by the large campfire, an old log placed near it, as she gestured a group of people who had been sitting there moved to make way for them. "Please if you would sit, i can begin." she said then turning to Vestakia and pointing her aged hand towards her Tent. "If you would grab my things dear." she asked the Vixen who nodded and ran off back into the tent.
((I am soooo sorry, im trying to plan my Wedding for next month and keep up with Work at the same time 0-0 ! ))
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 2:01 am
 Hunter looked at the fire and smelled the food cooking he shrugged and sat down at one of the logs, crossing his right leg over his left folding his arms just slightly rubbing the scars on his arms from his last battle in the arena about a month ago.
"Alright grandma, you got my attention what's the big deal that you needed us for?" Hunter asked the elderly elf nonchalantly, "Wanna make it fast though? We are in a bit of a hurry in case you hadn't noticed..."
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 9:03 am
Sierra remained silent the entire way her glare she gave the wolf woman faded as an elder elf stepped out. After the elder spoke she made her way over to the fire, were it anyone else she would have remained where she was and stood. As she made her way over she looked over at Hunter with a slight glare at how he spoke to the elder elf but continued to keep her silence.
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2012 1:27 am
Hunter felt Sierra's glare and returned it with a questioning look. "What? the wolf girl called her grandma." He said "I though it was fine if we all did, besides...it's not like she gave us her name or anything, for all we know that could be her name."
((short post I know, but I figured this one would mostly be a follow up for gits and shiggles))
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 10:57 am
Sierra just rolled her eyes and snorted, "Well whatever." Her glare faded, not that it was noticeable since it looked like she was always in a bad mood. "I just wanna know what the hell was going on."
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 12:30 pm
Vestakia narrowed her eyes at the Fox boy as she came back out of the tent with a table and chair, and surpressed a growl as he disrespected the old seer but she remained quiet and waited for the old elf to continue.
The elderly woman waited till the champions had settled down before speaking. "I know, you are all confused, tired and quite possibly hungry, but if you will just do this old woman a kindness and listen to what i have to say." she paused for a moment as she sat down and reached into her robe producing a clear orb and setting it in the middle of the small wooded table, it seemed to float there with the absence of a stand for it. "I know of your journey and the losses you have suffered, you were ripped from your homes, forced to fight each other and soon after united togeather only to suffer the death of both Re'nah and Dante before they even had a chance to escape...to go home" she began waving a hand over the orb, the face of a young dark elf floating inside. "All because of this creature here...Jasper, that is his name...Vestakia hush..." The old elf turned to Vestakia who couldn't help but let out a half snarl at the Dark Elfs name. "Now...where was i, oh yes, Jasper...i remember him quite well in my youth, he wasn't always like this, once he was a very respected young elf named Aiden..."
The image changed to show an elf with the same features as Jasper, only his silver hair became gold and his eyes turned emerald green. "He had a lover, Eleanor...but she was killed the same night he confessed his love to her, her death drove him into darkness little by little, and he started blaming everyone for her death, the VIllage guard for not looking out for her when they knew Demons were lurking nearby, and Himself for leaving her alone just for that one moment." the elderly woman leaned back and sighed. her old wrinckled hands comming togeather and she placed them in her lap.
"After that day he saw the world through different eyes, everywhere he looked all he saw was corruption and evil and soon he burned down his own home, the entire Village, trying to purge that evil...but in doing so he threw himsefl further into darkness and soon drove himself compleatly Insane. Several years after the incident he built the Kingdom of Tal'rukk...oh hush..." She snapped as a few of the men spat on the ground or hissed at the sound of the name. "Can't even tell a story without all of you inturrupting...honestly.." she sighed and paused for a moment recollecting her thoughts. "Ah yes the Kingdom of Tal'rukk, in its creation Jasper began to tamper with the dark arts and soon fell pray to the call of the Demon Lord, he then built the Arena, some think as entertainment for himself...but there is a darker plan behind it...and your two lost friends have fallen into another part of it...tell me, why do you think he built the Arena?" she asked her eyes traveling around the group. it was apperent she wasn't goign to say any more untill one of them answered her.
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2012 8:01 pm
DAY 12-03=-020: fairy tales....
Lucy gathered around the table to listen to the old elf’s history lesson. It was long and he felt that most of the information was irrelevant, but it was also sad which made it entertaining. Apparently, the king’s girlfriend died so he took his pain out on everyone else. He thought the use of Jasper’s emotion was extremely efficient and effective, how many people can build and entire kingdom out of sorrow and pointless resentment?. “well that was a very nice history lesson grandma, personally I think he built the area to give me something to do, and oh boy we've had a great time ha-ha” He answered with a fake jolly laugh, it wasn’t a serious answer, but she was seriously wasting their time asking them questions and telling stories.
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2012 10:41 pm
The old elven woman ignored the remark made by the Lion, but Vestakia had enough of the disrespect shown to her, the woman who took her in and rasied her like her own kit. her tail raised slightly and her muzzled wrinkled a small growled echoing out, her blue eyes taking on a purple tint as red began to flood its way in, she didn't trust this one, he had a...wrong...smell about him but she was silenced once more when Grandmother raised her hand to silcene her, turning a dull blue eye on her and they narrowed. "Hush anois leanbh agus a rialú féin, tú dearmad go bhfuil an méid a fheiceann tú i bhfad roimh feicthe agat." She spoke in a harsh tone in a language that sounded very old, forgotten even. With eyes still tinted purple Vestakia went silent and turned away from the group and stormed off clearly flustered.
"To finish what i was saying, He built the Arena to find champions like yourself, for entertainment yes, but also for your strength...I told you Re'nah and Dante are now part of his next step...by escaping you only encoraged him to take the next step, not that escaping was wrong...but you must understand, once your dead...your souls will no longer get in his way, he will beable to control your very being into destroying the very things you hold dear...think about it, he himself destroyed his own home and he'll take more enjoyment watching you destroy yours, first your Cities and Villages will fall and he might even go far enough to go past the boundaries, over the great mountains to the outlands. I tell you this story to make you see what i have seen, at first he did this to numb his suffering, His past is just as important as now...you might hate him but remember that you might follow the same path yourselves...feel pity for this creature that has fallen so low, but like all creatures to hurt to move on, they must be put down" her eyes turned on Cinna with a knowing look but she said nothing. "I Know you have traveled far to escape him, but...i must ask you for the sake of this world...to go back, and destroy him before he...or rather you...destroy your own homes." she said standing from the table.
Suddenly her mood changed. "Enough of this talk of doom, that can be continued in the future, for now eat, rest, enjoy your time here in Argonos, though we are but a small caravan we will enjoy your presence, you might even accompany us to the main City to meet the King, I'm sure he would be happy to meet new faces."
*Translation: "Hush now child and control yourself, you forget that what you see i have seen long before you."
(The language is Irish to let you know, i didn't feel like making up my own Language...)
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 1:39 am
Hunter didn't quite understand the whole explanation, but for some reason both times the old elf mentioned Re'nah and Dante he felt a slight twinge of pain in his chest that he hadn't felt before in his life that caused him to involuntarily grasp the lock of hair Re'nah had given him before she ran into the skeletons.
"Excuse me gran-elder, but if you knew the real reason why did you ask us in the first place about the arena?" He asked the old elf after she had finished talking the second time, "And what's with the grumpy wolf? She seemed excited to have us here in the first place and now she can't stand us, is everybody here in a bad mood today or something?"
Hunter was still paying attention to what the older elf was saying, but was looking around between the small group with him and the caravan of...musicians? and wondered how the others would react. He for one was interested in the seeing the city she spoke of since all he had known was his village and life in the arena.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 2:51 pm
 Sierra was listening, silently staring at the ground as she listened to the elder's words and the thoughts whirled within her mind. The reason why he built the arena....her thoughts came to one conclusion and her eyes narrowed to slits. Then she heard Lucy's remark and her head snapped up and she glared at him, she was angry before of being caught and kept prisoner only to fight, which wasn't so bad. But now she was angry at the fact that they had already lost two on their journey, and what this evil king was doing to the land and its people, she was feeling perhaps a bit enraged, "You think this is a joke? Laugh it up all you want, some of us do take these things seriously, perhaps you should as well." She looked to the elder, with a kinder look, in respect for her. "Tell me one thing I would like to know, does this king intend on somehow taking control of our bodies once our souls are gone?" The thought of such an act disgusted her, but she had to know.
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2012 1:42 am
Grandmother looked to Sierra. "In a way dear, but for now as i said lets not continue to speak of such things, for also i cannot say much more, as for why i asked Hunter, it is because i did not want to state somthing you may have already figured out, i can see the future, but i cannot see inside your mind." Her attention turned back to Hunter before turning her eyes in the direction the Vestakia stormed off. "Vestakia...how should i put it...is a little...unstable, and she is not a wolf, she is a silver werefox." she explained folding her aged hands togeather. "You'll see in a few hours she'll be jumping and dancing around again like it was nothing, just a few years ago she had found herself trapped in that Arena, but not for long eventually the King had her dragged to the castle and forced her to serve him, a test if you will to see if he could control a mind with a soul...unfortunatly somthing backfired, and when she escaped and returned to us..." Grandmother shook her head. "just be careful around her, anything could trigger her instability...oh dear there i go again...honestly i just cant turn away from these dark tales...i suppose i have seen and said to much in my lifetime, please forgive this old elf and enjoy yourselfs." she said bowing to the group and slipped back into her tent, she also seemed to want to avoid the verbal fight that may come between Cinna and Sierra.
Soon after she left the rest of the men and women of the caravan went back to thier usually play, some singing others danceing, a few in the corner throwing daggers at a nearby tree seeing if they could get them to land in a straight line up the tree, and a few of the girls helping prepare a few large slabs of meat to be cooked later on that night. among them was Vestakia grinning as she was shooed away as she cut off a peice with her claws and quickly darted to the side to avoid a flying rag, the other didn't seem mad, more amused, but they pretended to be so. the Vixen quickly ate the piece licking the side of her muzzle when she finished it and looked around for some other mischief to cause.
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2012 2:28 am
"You mind saving some of that for the rest of us that actually like our meat cooked fox-girl?" Hunter asked from one of the trees next to where Vestakia had stopped to eat her snatched food. Not being one for dancing or cooking he had taken to joining the men of the caravan in their game of tossing the daggers but had grown bored, left with one of the daggers, and was now nonchalantly tossing it in the air and catching it by the handle. The hood of his cape now down revealing his own fox ears looking almost all black with the mid-afternoon sun now shining behind them.
"Nice to see you actually have a side that isn't so sulky and growlly towards stangers." He added with a quick smile before tossing the blade, almost dropping it as it came down blade first and got wedged in the tree's branch narrowly missing Hunter's leg. "heh...oops?"
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