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 Posted: Sun Oct 18, 2009 1:51 pm
A scout running late with her report and a worried mate starting to ask questions... Either, by itself, doesn't have to be a reason for worry since there could always be delays (but there better be a good explanation), and since some mates tend to fuss over nothing. But because this scout now is missed both by her superiors and by civilians someone has to investigate.
Corporal Fernfeather has been tasked with locating the missing Scout, and reprimanding her as needed. For this reason she has recruited a ranger familiar with the area, instead of bringing her usual team. She hadn't heard much about Earlyblossom before, but those she has spoken to seem to have the impression that the ranger does her job and keeps mostly to herself. Both suitable talents for a mission like this.
Specific details: When the RP starts the pair is closing in on the area where the Scout was last seen and it will soon be time to start searching. Some events and outcomes in this RP will be randomly generated through dice rolls, and there is a risk for injury in this roleplay.
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2009 6:01 pm
 No amount of words can fully express how displeased the Ranger in question is feeling at the moment.
Earlyblossom is usually very careful. She's polite but curt with those she must regularly interact with. She often charmingly misleads others on small details relating to her identity. She is rarely seen with the same companion or accessory on more than one occasion. And from time to time, the young female asks her superiors to be placed in a different part of the woods. She keeps a low profile and unless one would bother to hire the services of a persistent Seeker, Earlyblossom is a sentinel with a rather murky track record.
Yes, the female is careful indeed. Only those who know Earlybossom intimately – and not many fit the description – would be able to understand just how upset, angry and even a little bit afraid, the female is feeling at the moment, traveling next to a large Elite of the same type and gender. She avoids eye contact with Fernfeather, always looking straight ahead with a focused expression and even if her plumage isn’t betraying her, anyone could see the Ranger is not feeling particularly comfortable right now.
“We’re almost there.” She says without meeting the other sentinel’s gaze while making an effort to remain calm and composed. Her tone is casual but not overly pleasant. It wouldn’t do well to alert suspicion… or interest.
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Annchen rolled 1 10-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Nov 04, 2009 6:38 am
Fernfeather was not bothered by the strained silence that had characterised most of their journey. She much preferred a silent travel partner than one who was overly chatty and as long as Earlyblossom did her job she was not going to complain about the silence.
"And now the hard part starts," Fern said dryly, "Have you ever met the Scout we are looking for?"
But before she could repeat Mahogany's description to herself she was interrupted by a hoot from a nearby tree. What the? It wasn't the Deep Woods Scout, and that was probably a good thing (for her sake!). The Elite frowned a little at the interruption but slowed down to check out the one calling out to them. It was time for them to start thinking about searching at any rate so it wouldn't hurt to look around a bit.
A friendly looking Wildtype male greeted them and seemed to expect some time for a chat. Fernfeather couldn't quite place him, even if he looked familiar. She had met Fanfeather before, but seeing him out here threw her off and she didn’t recognise the keeper.
((OOC notes: The roll was for a random event. The Wildtype is Fanfeather the Parus Keeper. Feel free to talk to him/recognise him. The Herald will answer as needed))
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 3:22 pm
“I’ve met her twice… in passing.” Yes, she remembers Mahogany, the Deep Woods Scout. Nice enough character but not particularly well connected as far as Earlyblossom could ascertain. But as they worked in the same area, Eri hadn’t allowed them to become anything more than mere acquaintances so she wasn’t quite sure about her fellow combatant.
She releases a tiny warning hoot before banking softly towards a branch that looks too fragile to withstand two sentinels and finally allows her eyes to fully appreciate the Elite whose hierarchy is a little higher than Earlyblossom would like. Big, imposing…
“Good evening, Fanfeather.” Eri says with a courteous nod after landing on the thin branch, eyeing the male Keeper with polite interest. “I’d ask you about your charges but I’m afraid this is not a social call. Official Elite business. We’re looking for a…” missing “… Scout.”
“I believe this is the area where she was last seen, madam.” The Ranger turns to face the Elite once again speaking more quietly. There is more she’d like to say but she’d rather keep the word exchange to a minimum for now and she leaves the Scout’s description up to the female officer. Her eyes slowly drift to the dark trees ahead of her and for a moment she looks as if she’s studying the three Wildtype’s surroundings.
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 11:55 am
Fanfeather roused his feathers excitedly as the two Wildtypes came around to meet with him. Recognising Fernfeather's rank and more than that, the slight look of annoyance on her face, he made sure to bow down - but the friendly grin didn't leave his face for even a moment.
"I am terribly sorry if I interrupted anything important...?" He asks, then listens attentively to Earlyblossom's explanation, eyes shining brightly the whole time. "Is that so, Miss Earlyblossom? Oh my!" With a quick glance over at Fernfeather, he lowers his voice to a more conspiratorical level.
"Could it possibly be someone who... has failed to report in? Why, I have just been visiting a friend for a few nights, and she said that these parts of the woods have started to feel... how did she put it... unsafe, lately."
He quickly straightened up again, and his smile widened with a chuckle. "Of course, I personally think just living so far out from Deep Woods in and of itself would have to feel unsafe, so..."
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 12:40 pm
Fanfeather, of course! Fern twisted her face into a stony but at least semi-polite mask. She had encountered the keeper and his annoying tone deaf excuses for companions before, and was not thrilled with the prospect of spending more time than necessary with him. Still, useless as his Parus were he might have seen something. Unfortunately she couldn't afford to disregard what he might have seen or heard. Unsafe? Really?
"We're looking for the Scout Mahogany," Fern explained, "Deep Woods female. Pale yellow eyes with a rather wide collar and white belly feathers."
It was just a general description, and not as extensive (or as poetic) as the one she had got from Mahogany's mate, but she could always get more specific if Fanfeather had seen any Deep Woods scouts around.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 3:29 pm
Earlyblossom’s head turned brusquely to face the parus Keeper once again. Her eyes were a little narrowed and the edges of her beak visibly tense. If the was implying that the combatant forces weren’t doing their jobs properly on the area…
“The periphery has always been more dangerous than the heart of Noctua. We do our best to keep the ground predators away from our borders but there are always some that get through.” She was greatly annoyed by the defensive tone of her own quiet voice. She stood a little straighter on the branch and decided to ignore the Keeper’s question.
“I hope you’re not implying something might’ve happened to that nice girl.” The Ranger said with a small smile, forcing her tone to remain light. She eyed the Elite as she described the Scout she barely knew but her eyes quickly returned to Fanfeather. “Did you see her?”
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