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 Posted: Mon Nov 11, 2013 7:24 pm
Kieren's sword made quick work of a displacer beast, a panther sized cat with tentacles that was hunting in the nearby village. It gave its final cry of pain as its life force flowed from its wound. Wiping it on the beasts silver flesh he sheathed it and sighed. " Another down. Another bounty," He knew the village wasn't that far away and through the woods he probably could find it. He made his way through the woods till he smelled the familliar smell of smoke. As he followed the smell he came across a small shack and its apparent owner who apparently was slightly insane talking to himself. Having to fear he walked past the back of the house and into his view. __________________________________________________________
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Posted: Sat Nov 16, 2013 6:56 pm
Litia found herself in a small town, out of the way of the main road. She hoped to make better time on the back roads than those the merchants frequented. It also meant less trouble for her. Luckily this small town had a store she could by a few herbs at, as well as procure a more updated map. Hers was old.
It was surreal to be going back in the town of so much fighting and pain. She still recalled the events of the last decade as if they happened yesterday. She missed the others and wondered if she would meet them again.
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Lady Aryana of the Seelie
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Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2013 6:04 pm
Max stopped talking for a moment. Someone was here, he could tell. Looking at Scrillo he stood up and cautiously walked over to see who was there. It looked like some mercenary kid. Unsheathing his polearm, he snuck up behind the man and held the sharp end to his neck. " Don't you know this is Private Property? What are you doing here?" he asked in a hard tone of voice. Of course he wasn't going to kill him, but he was just trying to scare him. Max really didn't feel like going on an adventure again. Not if he was going to lose someone he cared about.
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Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2013 6:23 pm
Kieren felt a blade being held close to his neck. He knew that if he made the wrong move or said something to agitate the man holding the haliberd his life would be forfet.
"I do apologise my good sir. I am a monster hunter collecting a bounty. I can offer you some food if I am allowed to pass through. I did not know anyone was living in this area." ____________________________________________________________ Nicole leaned back on a chair. Tired as she were she had to finish the book she were reading. The tale of adventure kept her ingrosed for a while. (don't know if the queen is around or not)
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Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2013 6:41 pm
Monster hunter huh? Removing his blade from the man's neck he sheathed it and crossed his arms. "No it's fine, sorry. For a moment I thought you were a bandit. Honestly though, if you're collecting a bounty the town is in the other direction. If you'd like I can show you the way." he replies a hint of kindness in his voice.
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Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2013 6:55 pm
"Bounty hunter is more like it. This beast was slaughtering innocent people. I'm not one to take a contract less It helps people. I don't want to be trouble sir, but if you could." He asked him.
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Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2013 7:04 pm
"Oh no trouble at all..hmmm...that bounty didn't happen to be a large wolf?" he casually offered and asked walking over and putting out the fire. Walking into the cabin he grabbed his traveling bag, along with a few fangs and hides to sell in town, and made sure he was prepared for travel.
Once that was done he nodded to the young man to follow him. "I would have taken care of it myself, but the problem with that monster is that it's constantly moving. I'm glad someone got rid of it." he commented looking back at the man.
"By the way, you got a name?" he asked with curiosity. Scrillo was being oddly quiet, maybe she didn't feel like talking at the moment. Sometimes she was just like that.
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Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2013 7:20 pm
"Aye it was a large wolf, it really was too took me nearly a week to track the thing down to its den." Kieren said taking the head from his bag. Even its death it still was frightening. "Kieren Faulkner." He said taking his hand and shaking it. "Pleasure to meet you.." he paused with a slight smile.
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Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2013 7:49 pm
A woman walked into the inn and walked up to the bar talking low to the inn keeper. She wore a cloak and she wore it low over her face. It made a few people stare questioningly, but it was not uncommon for some visitors to want there face unknown.
After a moment she walked and found a place to sit down for awhile.
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Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2013 10:40 pm
Wow that was an ugly head. "At least the deed is done." he stated with a smile as they left to woods, and entered the village.
Small and quaint, Max usually came here a few times a week though. Not really one to get involved, he oddly had made a few friends in the town. Right now, this was his life. The Human really didn't bother with what the outside world was doing, frankly because this wasn't his world to begin with!
"Well we're here. I'm going to check out the Inn actually to see if there are any jobs. I'm a monster hunter as well, heh so I'll try to make sure to stay out of your way Kieren. I assume you know where to turn that in? Usually the hunt requests are deposited at the trade house..over there." he said pointing to the southern part of the town.
Patting him on the back he waved. "Well for now we part ways, so I hope no matter what your coin purse will always be full. Let our paths cross again..." he said with respect before venturing off into the Inn.
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"Well now you handled that well..." mused Scrillo after they entered, "I thought you were going to lop off the poor man's head at first." she stated with a smirk.
He shrugged. "Nah, I'm not a fan of burying people in my back yard. Still it's rather odd to come across another monster hunter like that. I..thought I was the only one?" he replied sounding a bit dumbfounded.
The bartender smiled happily. "Ahh hello you two! Been a while since ya dropped by Max. Everything alright?"
Max smiled kindly to him. "Oh I'm fine, just kind of been in a mood of solitude I guess." he replied sheepishly.
"Oh pshaw!! So how is your wife doing? She have your offspring yet? I hear she was due soon." Scrillo asked kindly, her tone motherly and gentle.
"Oh yeah! Baby boy! I'm so excited, I can't wait to teach him my trade when he gets older!" beamed the bartender happily.
It was usually like this, though for once Max didn't mind the small talk. He had been getting kind of lonely. Also, he had been having odd dreams lately....dreams of a woman with dragon's eyes. Maybe it was just a dream? Though it appeared more often as of late..with each dream her appearance kept getting more and more visible. The only thing not visible was her face.
He had thought to put it off but now he was starting to wonder. Was..something bad going to happen soon? After the breeding houses had been taken care of, peace seemed to be secure. Maybe it was all a ruse, a dream. Though what was this foreboding feeling he had and just who was the woman with dragon eyes in his dreams?
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 7:38 am
Name: Himelaea Tundrus Age: 23 Gender: Female Dragon of what?: Ice Dragon Power: Chilling Kiss- Himelea's lips are extremely frosty. Any creature kissed by them finds themselves unable to move for an entire day unless they have near superhuman will power to resist. Weakness: Himelea is not capable of physical combat. A punch to the face can really hurt her just like any other normal human, poisons, weather, and sickness also can harm her as well making her a rather weak dragon. Personality: Himelea is always filled with lust, but only for one man and that man is Kieran. For this reason, she intends to chase him to the end of the world to make him hers for the great reward her Queen has promised. This does not mean she does not mind the company of others, however, if the subject of love is touched upon then she will ignore others' comments unless it is about her favorite man. Due to the fact she came from a rich family before coming under the Broodmother's wings she likes to spoil herself and buy tons of food, clothes, and gifts for herself and others she deems worth. Sometimes though she feels lonely because she only follows the Queen to save her home. Why you chose to follow the Queen?: Himelea was once a the daughter of a powerful noble family who lived in a warm region in the mountains. One day an avalanche came down upon their home out of nowhere though and froze they entire area and the house in a block of unbreakable ice. Due to this the entire family, except for Himelea were frozen in this ice. Himelea was safe because at the time this occurred she was at the base of the mountain shopping and came up the ridge to find that her house was in this state. This is when Broodmother stepped in and offered her a deal. "You will become a dragon and bear dragon children into this world. In exchange for this I can give you power, money, and the help you need to rescue your frozen family." Himelaea promised she would carry dragon children into the world and as part of their agreement Broodmother placed four inactive dragon eggs inside her body that would grow once she fell in love with someone and expressed her feelings towards them. Until that time, Himelaea traversed the world until she randomly ran into Kieran slaying monsters, a strong monster slayer. Since that day she has secretly tried to follow him to express her feelings towards him. Sadly, she has been unsuccessful and though she tries with other men to let her soul out all she finds is herself coming up short. Pregnant with How Many?: 4 (Inactive at the Moment) Biography: A rich noble woman with a desire to rescue her family with Broodmother's help. By accomplishing this task and bearing dragon children she believes she can do this. She will stop at nothing to see them born, but prefers to see them become the children of Kieran since she found him quite strong (after watching him slay monsters secretly). Thus she wants his power so she can use it to unfreeze her frozen home. Love Interest: Kieran Faulkner Apperance: Dragon Appearance: -- Name: Elkin Torchwood Age: 22 (220) Gender: Male Race: Elf Personality: Hearty and filled with laughter this guy just likes to have fun. He cannot stand women getting attacked though and will defend them with his life. He travels the world though looking for new adventures every day. Weapon: A Magic Amulet Ability & Power: Magic Training: Being an elf Elkin can pick up on new forms of magic, but his favorite is fire, so he uses that most frequently. Fireball: Elkin is capable of summoning and throwing simple balls of fire in his hands. Biography: The young man was an elf who used to live in the woods, however, his love of fire scared the other elves because he would burn down their homes quite frequently by accident when practicing his magic skills. He now travels the world looking for someone who will accept his magic skills and talents. Love Interest: None Appearance:
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 8:54 am
Lady Aryana of the Seelie While the strange woman in a black cloak entered the inn another person also approached the door and stepped into the establishment. She had icy blue hair and irises, pale skin, and full rose lips. She wore silver armor with a single shoulder guard and strapped along the front of this armor where black straps. She also wore long black gloves, and had on black boots. When she entered she stepped towards the table where the woman cloaked in a black robe was and sat down across from her. This woman looked like a traveler so she would likely have information the woman could buy. "My name is Himelea," she addressed the woman as she folded her hands across her lap, "I am deeply in love with a mercenary and wonder if you have seen any here recently in town. I do not know his name, but as is typical of all mercenaries he carries a sword. I suspect though he's around my height, most likely taller though, and pretty strong though since I got a look at him once long ago."
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 5:28 pm
"I am aware, Himelea." said a familiar voice. The woman looked up. Even though her face remained shadowed by the hood, her reptilian eyes were bright. She reached out to place a slightly clawed hand on the woman's.
"Don't worry, Dear. I think you will see him really soon." she said. "And make sure to call me if you see any potential candidates." The queen smiled warmly beneath her cloak.
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 5:53 pm
Lady Aryana of the Seelie Himelea blinked as she realized the queen, the one who had hired her, spoke to her. She had not realized this was the person talking to her now but looked into her eyes and smiled, "You just gave me some good information milady. I will try to find a candidate as you suggest, but for now my heart is after a certain mercenary I once saw in the past. I have tried with others, but the eggs you gave me have yet to respond." She rubbed her flat stomach and wished deep inside the tiny dragons living inside her would begin to grow. Unfortunately, she had yet to find the right mate and because of this their growth was currently non-existent. She needed presentable dragons for her queen though because otherwise the Broodmother that she followed would not help her recover her home. It was currently buried under a snow pile on a mountain and no matter what she did she had no way to remove it. She followed her hands into her lap again and sighed. "Are there any other dragons like me out there already, and if so, are they doing better than I?" she really wanted to know her status compared to other potential dragons at this point because she had nearly gone three months without success in producing a dragon egg. Someone would likely beat her to the punch and get the rewards that were hers if she was not careful.
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