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Character: Amarith
Choice: C
RP Response: So Amarith had been right all along. They had been taken by monsters! Monsters with the audacity to call them beasts when it was these horrific savages who wanted to hunt them! Anger warred with terror, but terror won. She couldn't fly--the trees were too thick and she'd never get airborne before one of these terrible creatures attacked her anyway.

Trying not to sob, not wanting to give these horrid sadists the satisfaction, she just tucked her wings close and limped away as quickly as she could. Maybe she could climb. These monsters surely couldn't follow her up a tree. Except how could she climb when he could barely walk, let alone run? It seemed she really would be joining Petunia on the other side of life soon, and with her gear taken, there was no way she was going to even be able to tell anyone what had happened to her!

And wasn't that proof right there? They wore clothes, they had equipment. These savages knew they weren't beasts, they were just sadists and murderers! She was trapped in a horror movie! Amarith pressed a hand to her mouth to muffle her crying as she tried to flee. Monsters were real and they had four legs. Only monsters hunted other sapients! She let the anger fuel her, even if it was the terror that made her run. Perhaps anger would somehow help her survive. At least she thought it was helping her leg hurt less.

I have woodland advantage!

Character: Alice
Choice: C
RP Response:

Alice couldn't believe what she was seeing. Who were these people? When the leader spoke about them like they were nothing but free roaming pests for hunt Alice's blood boiled. What type of mental patients were these savages. Anyone able to talk and communicate was intelligent life and not just mindless creatures. They obviously knew this and just had some screwed up superiority complex. Their leader spoke as if they were the ones who captured the previous research team...and murdered them. The cold blood lust in the eyes of their hunters was enough to sicken her. Unfortunately if she wanted to live she would have to play their twisted game. When the cages opened they were instructed to run and be prey for their hunt. Alice clenched her fist trying to contain her fury. She decided to follow the spider twins to the east. If she didn't make it out of this alive she hoped she could haunt her father from the other side. It was his fault she was in this mess and she was going to make sure he knew that.

Character: Raspbina Luckwyn
Choice: B
RP Response: Fear was one thing. A little fear was healthy, it kept you from making truly stupid decisions. Unfortunately for Raspbina it did not stop her from making the truly stupid decision of coming on this expedition. Probably because who knew they would be freakin' KIDNAPPED and forced into cages?

BY CENTAURS. Was she dreaming? What was this? She was really having a hard time coming to grips with this whole thing, but when the cage doors were open and centaurs words filtered in through the haze of terror and confusion Raspbina sped off in a random direction. She had no idea who was going the same direction or if anyone was. She just needed to get out of there.

She needed to get back to Mistandra.

Character: Tabi
Choice: A
RP Response: Tabi uncurled nervously, her throat tight with fear as the centaurs announced that they were about to be hunted. She would rather die than run across this terrain, already exhausted and battered. But then the hunt began, and Tabi, shaking like a leaf, decided to follow Eir. At least, if they got caught, she'd feel a little safer.

"I'm with you," she said, desperately trying to keep up with the Grimm.

Lural

Character: Cian
Choice: A
RP Response: He couldn't hear it, no, but Cian knew without a shadow of doubt, that back home, Brialla was laughing at him. Not that she could know of his predicament, of course. But if she could... no, she wouldn't be worried for his safety. She'd be cackling at his expense.

When the faces and forms of their attackers finally came to light, Cian stared, momentarily dumbfounded before he began to grit his teeth. They sought to kill them, hunt them like mindless, wild game. The smokey tendrils at his arms, legs, and tail flared in his rage at the gal. He of course took his place in this game--his pride wouldn't allow for anything else, though he was aware of his lack of familiarity with the terrain. The bird that had been in his cage quickly took to its wing and fled, and he envied its escape.

He gave no words to their captors or their leader. Wasted breath, all of it. He focused instead on running down one of the paths. See if luck fancied him or laughed in him as Brialla would.

I have woodland advantage!

Character: Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans
Choice: C
RP Response:

Sherbet was still shaking off the effects of the sedative when the cage door swung open. Staggering to his feet, he lurched out onto the grass and nearly fell face flat. He righted himself after a few seconds, wings fanning to aid in balance. As he did, the world wobbled from side to side, rather like a slowly rocking boat.

It was the haze of a few drinks too many, Sherbet equated, sluggish thoughts railing at his sluggish body. And like the haze of a few drinks, any sudden movements would not prove beneficial, even if his immediate escaped depended on moving quickly. A bit of a catch-22.

The chimera squinched his eyes shut pressed his palms back into his sockets. The brief pressure awakened something in his brain, if only for a moment. As he pulled his hands away, he caught sight of a centaur reaching for their spear.

Time to go.

Sherbert is currently an NPC.