Sword Solamir songbook a flask matches a pocket knife a pocket lantern a handaxe a wool blanket a pipe a crude map a melon wedger a toy ukulele an old boot rope flimsy yarn hooks a small box labeled "Wussy Kit"
Seiana_zi
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Posted: Thu Sep 12, 2013 7:13 pm
After the cave adventure, Zyzair decided that resting seemed like the most favorable course of action. It was certainly more of an adventure than the other vacations had sounded, and it was most definitely away from water. That was a nice bonus. It just meant that he unfortunately got exerted much faster than he had expected.
Unlike Crystal, who was definitely not having a peaceful sleep, Zyzair did, indeed, sleep like a baby. There wasn't even a dream he could recall when he woke up, a deep sleep that took his whole body and left him waking up utterly relaxed the next day.
Despite being in the remains of a tent in a snow drift.
It took a few happily groggy moments before Zyzair actually realized that something seemed to be off. He could have sworn he had set up his tent better than this... And there was a giant hole in the top that a rather sharp breeze was coming through...
Causing it to fall.
Zyzair scrambled out of his collapsed tent, freezing when he realized ...
Well, it was frozen.
What the hell happened to the Solamir, anyway? This was definitely not the kind of back-to-nature he was thinking. He wanted to explore with the safety of guides, not literally out in the mountains by himself to figure out where he was going by himself. How was this part of the equation?
There was a nervous voice he caught in the distance. Well, okay, not alone. Just with a fretting angel.
[ This group has food and water! They must obtain shelter. ]
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Pae'il Name: Zyzair Items Obtained:
Unrefined Ore Runestones Solamir Children's Training Manual a flask matches a pocket knife a lantern a handaxe a wool blanket a pipe a crude map a melon wedger a toy ukulele an old boot rope flimsy yarn hooks a small box labeled "Wussy Kit"
Sword Solamir songbook a flask matches a pocket knife a pocket lantern a handaxe a wool blanket a pipe a crude map a melon wedger a toy ukulele an old boot rope flimsy yarn hooks a small box labeled "Wussy Kit"
Seiana_ZI
Posted: Fri Sep 13, 2013 5:44 pm
It seemed that the angel had noticed him.
Perhaps the only good thing about this situation was that the Pae'il he was stuck with was not a naiad or anything of the sort--thank sparks, really--and because of that, he would readily accept the fretting one's company. When she turned in his direction, the fae lifted his visibly mechanical arm and offered a wave, beckoning her closer.
Seriously, where had those Solamir gone? Were they buried under the snow? He doubted that, they seemed to be very capable ... As the Pae'il neared, Zyzair dropped his arm, looking around for any other signs of life anywhere nearby.
Was there any anywhere?
At all?
It was an ineffectual glance with nothing truly resulting from it, and Zyzair sighed, turning his attention towards the new arrival. She had a sword, at least. A weapon might be helpful if there was anything dangerous out here. "I think we're stuck together."
Brilliant observation, Zyzair.
"This wasn't exactly my plan for this trip. Do you know how we got here?"
And straight-to-the-point as always.
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Pae'il Name: Zyzair Items Obtained:
Unrefined Ore Runestones Solamir Children's Training Manual a flask matches a pocket knife a lantern a handaxe a wool blanket a pipe a crude map a melon wedger a toy ukulele an old boot rope flimsy yarn hooks a small box labeled "Wussy Kit"
Sword Solamir songbook a flask matches a pocket knife a pocket lantern a handaxe a wool blanket a pipe a crude map a melon wedger a toy ukulele an old boot rope flimsy yarn hooks a small box labeled "Wussy Kit"
Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 10:42 pm
She was shivering. Hm. That wasn't going to get them anywhere.
Zyzair glanced around at what he had on him, noting the fact that he did indeed have the collapsed tent. It was probably useless for its intended purpose, but the material might be useful for making something warm. Didn't she have the wool blanket wrapped around her, though? Some of these non-mechanical Pae'il seemed to get cold very fast...
"No, I don't know," confirmed Zyzair, not even bothering to beat around the bush. Blunt seemed to be the name of his game, not polite or easy with the news he was dishing out. "And it is a broken tent behind me." He was much the same with the second bomb of news.
The tent was unusable.
"It isn't useless, though." He plucked it up, attempting to put it together in a way where he could put it on his back and maybe at it to his already rather large pack. "We might not have a tent but we might be able to use the material for something else."
Maybe another tent...
"We probably shouldn't stay here too long. It's too chilly out here and you already seem rather cold." For all his bluntness, at least he had his head in the game. "I ... admittedly am not feeling very good about this, but I would rather get some place safe before letting myself freak out. There's gotta be a place around here somewhere..."
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Pae'il Name: Zyzair Items Obtained:
Unrefined Ore Runestones Solamir Children's Training Manual a flask matches a pocket knife a lantern a handaxe a wool blanket a pipe a crude map a melon wedger a toy ukulele an old boot rope flimsy yarn hooks a small box labeled "Wussy Kit"
Sword Solamir songbook a flask matches a pocket knife a pocket lantern a handaxe a wool blanket a pipe a crude map a melon wedger a toy ukulele an old boot rope flimsy yarn hooks a small box labeled "Wussy Kit"
Seiana_Zi
Posted: Sun Sep 22, 2013 8:18 am
Zyzair watched as the shivering angel dug around in her bag, his own eyes darting around in the bag to see if maybe he could figure out what she was fishing for himself.
Oh, the map! He had one of those too. Zyzair was admittedly having a bit of trouble making heads or tails of it, but perhaps this angel had some insight--or not. She was asking him if he could make any sense out of it. Honestly, the answer to that was probably a rather glaring no, considering Zyzair did not have to read maps that often, but if she was clueless, he could at least try to ... gain a clue.
He look the map from her, scanning over their surroundings. He could probably figure it out a bit better if there were any visible landmarks at all--of which there most definitely were not...
Damn.
"This map is pretty rough," excused Zyzair, with a small frown on his face. "I don't really read maps either... but I think this compass over here means that way is North?"
He totally was not pointing in some random direction corresponding with how the compass was positioned on his map.
Totally.
"I think it'd help if we could see some landmarks, but we can't. There's plenty of caves around here, though, if our hike up gave any clue for that. Let's just walk North. We'll find one."
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Pae'il Name: Zyzair Items Obtained:
Unrefined Ore Runestones Solamir Children's Training Manual a flask matches a pocket knife a lantern a handaxe a wool blanket a pipe a crude map a melon wedger a toy ukulele an old boot rope flimsy yarn hooks a small box labeled "Wussy Kit"
Sword Solamir songbook a flask matches a pocket knife a pocket lantern a handaxe a wool blanket a pipe a crude map a melon wedger a toy ukulele an old boot rope flimsy yarn hooks a small box labeled "Wussy Kit"
Seiana_zi
Posted: Thu Sep 26, 2013 9:28 pm
A book-nerd Pae.
Yeah.
He'd go with that one.
Zyzair was definitely walking in some random direction, but that was okay! It was certainly as good as any other direction when the whole entire place looked like a lot of white and brightness and sparkle. They had to eventually get to something, no matter what that something may have been.
They were getting closer to another steep incline of the mountain, anyway, with the way that a distant brown wall appeared to get closer and closer to them--albeit slowly. If they did not find anything by the time they got over there, there would probably be a cave.
... And then he could panic about being stuck in the middle of a cold snowy desolate wasteland with nothing but a backpack and a shivering angel woman who didn't know her North from her South any better than he did!
"Shivering Angel Woman" had a name, too. "Crystal" she said. And apparently he had seen her before. Zyzair's wings fluttered in thought, before he murmured an, "Oh. I do remember." Briefly, Zyzair took her hand and shook it, before letting go and continuing on his supposedly northern trail. "I am Zyzair. It is unfortunate we have not been meeting in particularly good circumstances..."
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Pae'il Name: Zyzair Items Obtained:
Unrefined Ore Runestones Solamir Children's Training Manual a flask matches a pocket knife a lantern a handaxe a wool blanket a pipe a crude map a melon wedger a toy ukulele an old boot rope flimsy yarn hooks a small box labeled "Wussy Kit"
Zyzair. Even his NAME was weird. The angel kept up a happy face though, as obviously her pairing with this male was the Guardians doing. "Yeah...I'm sorry I didn't stay too long to help. The group was moving and I didn't want to get lost." Some help that did. She still ended up getting lost with him. The Guardians really were insistent it seemed on this situation. As soon as they let go of the handshake, her hand darted back inside her coat with a shiver. "At least we- OW!" Crystal exlaimed as she suddenly lunged forward, barely catching herself from falling into the snow. "I stepped on something!" I rock no doubt, hidden by the thick snowfall. Her body twisted around to look at the offending thing, instead seeing a glint of silver. "Huh." That 'something' must have been from camp to be metallic. She leaned over to pick it up, only to become unbalanced with her large pack and flip over into the freezing ground. "...I don't like this." She muttered, staring up at the sky.
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Pae'il Name: Items Obtained:
Sword Solamir songbook a flask matches a pocket knife a pocket lantern a handaxe a wool blanket a pipe a crude map a melon wedger a toy ukulele an old boot rope flimsy yarn hooks a small box labeled "Wussy Kit"
Seiana_zi
The item in question is the can of beans.
Posted: Mon Sep 30, 2013 7:55 pm
Zyzair admittedly was not a type who preferred help, so when she apologized for it, he just gave a shrug. Perhaps he was a bit clumsy walking uphill, but he'd figure it out eventually. At least everything was rather flat --
Or not.
Yes, she stepped on something. That was brilliant. Zyzair quirked a brow, looking down and letting her puzzle out what it was she had managed to stumble over. She seemed interested enough by it to dig it out of the snow, eventually finding a relatively useful can of beans. Zyzair admittedly couldn't complain about a free food supply even if it was ... beans. He really was not particularly fond of beans.
"I don't like it either," offered Zyzair, with a shrug.
Now wasn't the time to freak out, though.
Instead, he gestured to the land ahead of them, noting the fact that they seemed to be getting closer to some kind of hole in the wall. Or cliff. Or mountain. Whatever it was. Perhaps they could find themselves some shelter soon.
Then he could panic.
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Pae'il Name: Zyzair Items Obtained:
Unrefined Ore Runestones Solamir Children's Training Manual a flask matches a pocket knife a lantern a handaxe a wool blanket a pipe a crude map a melon wedger a toy ukulele an old boot rope flimsy yarn hooks a small box labeled "Wussy Kit"
Can of Beans Sword Solamir songbook a flask matches a pocket knife a pocket lantern a handaxe a wool blanket a pipe a crude map a melon wedger a toy ukulele an old boot rope flimsy yarn hooks a small box labeled "Wussy Kit"
Seiana_zi
Posted: Sat Oct 05, 2013 9:41 pm
"Nightfall?"
How long was that from now, exactly? Zyzair wasn't exactly stellar at telling what time of day was, even if he was very good at keeping in time. He certainly was good at detecting when a minute had gone by, but he had no idea how to handle sun positions, or even worse, how to figure things out when the sun was hidden as it was then.
Well, maybe nightfall would be soon and they could stop walking soon. Zyzair really didn't want to keep walking for too much longer. He wanted to get somewhere warm where he could huddle down and
panic.
Zyzair shivered, taking his head and placing it back in the game of finding their way to shelter as soon as paely possible. His legs decided to carry him just a bit faster to help him towards this goal, even as he stepped in something and only noticed it as an irritated afterthought when he realized something was sort of stabbing into his foot.
So he bent down and fetched the extra unrefined ore. Ah, this would be useful. Maybe he could fashion this into something to help his joints out in these temperatures. Carefully, he pulled the ore out and pushed it into his backpack.
"Let's keep going..."
Zyzair was clearly not that chatty of a person.
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Pae'il Name: Zyzair Items Obtained:
Unrefined Ore Snow-buried Unrefined Ore Runestones Solamir Children's Training Manual a flask matches a pocket knife a lantern a handaxe a wool blanket a pipe a crude map a melon wedger a toy ukulele an old boot rope flimsy yarn hooks a small box labeled "Wussy Kit"
Can of Beans Sword Solamir songbook a flask matches a pocket knife a pocket lantern a handaxe a wool blanket a pipe a crude map a melon wedger a toy ukulele an old boot rope flimsy yarn hooks a small box labeled "Wussy Kit"
After feasting with Sparrow, she had decided to take her friend's advice on a nap. In the least, it would give her a break from the murmurings in her head. She slept rather fitfully however, nightmares plaguing her about being possessed by some demon. She tossed and turned as internally her dream self plead to the Guardians to exorcise the spirit from her. But it was too late, the demons will was too strong. She was going to be - The angel jerked upright with a gasp, an arm reaching out in front of her. "NO!" The word ripped from her throat, dripping in horror. But that was from the dream. For that moment, she had been ignorant about what had transpired. Confusion lit her eyes first and foremost as she stared into the distance. Snow? Why was she in snow? Buried a few feet from her, she noticed her backpack. Her newly acquired sword was stuck through it's arm straps, just like she had left it. Quickly she stood up, shivering from the cold. How had she not frozen to death during her slumber? "H-hello? Sparrow?" Her first thought went to her strange bird friend. The other was young, and hardly could fly. Rubbing her arms, the angel shuffled to her backpack and pulled out her wool blanket. "...Anybody?" White. Nothing but white for miles.
After the cave adventure, Zyzair decided that resting seemed like the most favorable course of action. It was certainly more of an adventure than the other vacations had sounded, and it was most definitely away from water. That was a nice bonus. It just meant that he unfortunately got exerted much faster than he had expected.