Ōutsíde ℣ale there exist a nomadic tribe that somehow has managed to not only survive, but thrive in the deep wilderness. They often attack and scavenge from ℣ale outposts. They seem to be growing in power every day and have become one of the top priorities for the kingdom of ℣ale. Criminals make up a large portion of its ranks and its ways are all but peaceful. ₮hẻ Ṫriḅẻ is a place where the disenfranchised can seek new life. Where those who are seen unfit for society can seek refuge. It is the home to those who have been rejected and disposed. It is also a home to racist militants who hate the newfound love of faunus in ℣ale. Out in the wilderness only the strong survive. ₮hẻ Ṫriḅẻ has but one motto: Ṥtreṇgth by Ḟear. Embracing fear will bring the Grimm to you. Grimm will grant you strength, or grant you what you deserve most; death.
It is believed that ₮hẻ Ṫriḅẻ has many roots in Vale. Wealthy backers who fuel ₮hẻ Ṫriḅẻ with dust and munitions. They are responsible for several terrorist attacked, chief among them the recent bombings at Beacon Academy. In general their history is shrouded in mystery. They have dabbled in unethical experimentation, slavery, and all sorts of things most smaller organizations are incapable of doing. Ultimately, what matters is that they currently have their fingers in nearly every aspect of Vale's existence and is always trying to thwart their plans. They believe in a new age, an age of strength and human domination over grimm and faunus alike.
Ranks
Internal Structure ▬ (Post requirements are not absolutes, just recommended)
◎ Warchief ▬ (Requires level 2 [200 posts]; Boost 150 post count): This is the highest rank one can achieve and it's rarely given out to more than 2 or 3 members at any given time. They command large scale battles and military operations and are held in the highest regards by all below them. Insulting a Warchief often results in your untimely demise. They are considered above the law and always have a seat by the leader of ₮hẻ Ṫriḅẻ. Trusted advisors, fearsome warriors, stealthy assassins can all achieve this rank if they are devoted enough. They often have their own camps and live like kings. The leader of ₮hẻ Ṫriḅẻ is one of the Warchiefs. The leader is often called Commander of War, but takes on new names as they see fit. They are above all others and can do what they please.
◎ Captain ▬ (Requires level 1.5 [150 posts]; Boost 100 post count): Captain's are the backbone of ₮hẻ Ṫriḅẻ. They usually work solo like spies, but whenever they are in a group the longest standing Captain takes charge, or the Captain with the most relative expertise in a given situation. Most Captains are directed to get approval from a Warchief before engaging in extracurricular criminal activities. This rank advises Warchiefs and guide the younger spies in the right direction to success. This honorable position keeps the whole system moving. Captain's informally take upon themselves specific duties. Some are dedicated assassins, others are born for the rage of battle, and others act as advisors or scientists. At this rank you always have a specialty.
◎ Spy ▬ (Requires level 0.50 [50 posts]; Boost 50 post count): Spies are praised highly within the organization, as they hold one of the most dangerous jobs. Oftentimes your job is to appear a normal citizen of Vale and collect information that may be useful and report back periodically. They are often sent to hold specific positions within Vale and Beacon academy itself. You will eventually be called upon to fight or do specific missions and after you have proven yourself time and time again you will be promoted. Spies are generally free to engage in other criminal activities so long as it doesn't hinder ₮hẻ Ṫriḅẻ. Just don't get caught. ₮hẻ Ṫriḅẻ leadership rarely will attempt to save you from the hands of the authorities. You do not need to have a specialty at this rank, but before you are promoted you are expected to have made your decision. Spies are in charge of Scouts in all aspects. They give them missions, watch over them and are often the shady informants that the Scouts meet with to depart information they have learned.
◎ Scout ▬ (Requires level 0.25 [25 posts]; Boost 0 post count): Scouts, while technically part of the ₮hẻ Ṫriḅẻ, aren't really accepted as full members yet. They are not privy to any special knowledge nor are they given sensitive missions. They are recruits that are being tested out. They often act as spies gathering information and proving themselves in battle. Once a Scout has shown themselves to be loyal, and more importantly useful, they will be promoted to the next rank where they continue much of the same duties, albeit at a higher level.
Tribe Members
Members ▬
Commander of War (Leader of ₮hẻ Ṫriḅẻ): Apex Warchiefs: None Known Captains: Zaffre -Vermission Tsar (NPC; Deceased) - Rydragg Vernoth (NPC)
Hit List
◎ Aurtrox -- "We want his head on a pike. Immediate promotion to War-chief if you can do this."
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2018 5:27 pm
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Vernoth - Expelled from Beacon in senior year. Hates Faunus with a passion.
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Vernoth launched himself towards Cecil with ferocious intent, but while he was still in the midst of the attack he was blasted by a force he didn't think the kittens could muster, or rather, a horse. The Horse faunus hit him so hard he was sent flying into the air. At first he didn't feel anything because it was so sudden and adrenaline was pumping through his veins, but as he was tossed into the air he felt something infect him. He gripped his brain as the foreign entity crushed into his scull. Pain wasn't something he was familiar with. Not for a long time at least. He first felt it in his mind, but soon a connection was made and agony swept up from his nether regions to connect in the middle. "RAAWWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!" He roared like a dying creature of the night. The agony was ripping into his nerves as if massive parasite was shredding him from the inside out.He soon felt his weight shift downwards as he made his descent. Bullets tore through the air and smacked him like a dozen sledgehammers. The pain was so intense he was unable to move before he slammed into the ground with enough force to create a small crater like zone not much different than that of a meteor strike. His eyes flicked from being open to closed to being open again. He was so beaten up that he was only barely conscious."I-I can't lose...." He pitifully said as he lay in a pool of his own blood.
"I...I refuse to lose to damned kittens..."He tried to sit up but his body was too heavy and he collapsed back down writing in pain from the aura infection."I-I will survive....CRYSTALIZE!!!."His aura burst in a bright display of reddish colors. The pool of blood seemed to move on its own accord and envelope him completely. It quickly solidified, trapping him in a gigantic translucent crystal composed of his own blood. Then his aura almost completely dissipated, but if one was skilled enough they could still sense a small lingering sense that he was alive.
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🅻🅴🆅🅴🅻 1.25
VERNOTH DEFEATED (For now)
Attributes: Super tough and strong. Semblance: Crystalize Blood - Seals wounds. Strengthens body. Known Facts: He feels little to no pain externally. His blood can create a cocoon to protect him in the case where he loses.He's a former Beacon student who was expelled.
Vernoth was sealed in a crystalline structure for a long time. Too long. His consciousness just barely started to wake from the abyssal slumber. His semblance was unforgiving when he used it as a defensive technique. His vision was obstructed still, but he could feel the blood flowing through his veins reignite like fire. His shouldered convulsed. The muscles rippling as they stretched within the tight confines of his own bloody prison. "RAAWWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!" His roar was partially muffled until a crack splintered down the crystal prison.A fist crushed through the right side. Then the left. His arms wrapped around the edges and started to pull at the crack. Ripping it wider. It didn't take much longer before he ripped it apart and lobbed half of the structure in a random direction. It smashed through a palisade wall with ease. Where was he? Back home?"Where..." He looked around frantically. This had to have been Vermillion's work. Nobody else coudl have saved him.
"I'm going to kill you Vermillion."He tried to sit up but his body was too heavy and he collapsed back down writing said expecting the little bug to be lingering around somewhere as he always did."Where did you go?."He breathed through his teeth.
"You won't find him here... " Came a chilling voice from within his head. This caused Vernoth to shrink almost immediately. There was only one creature Vernoth feared. It was him... The Voice. "Vermillion is dead..." The voice continued with a tone slick as oil and as sharp as a scythe. "You probably don't want to know this, but it was in fact... your fault." The voice froze on that terrible line. It let the fact sink into Vernoth who collapsed to his knees in shock. The man was crumbling. As much as he pretended to hate Vermilion, he was like a brother to Vernoth. "He died pitifully as well. It was quite a disappointment." The Voice said with finality. "Don't worry though. You will get your vengeance... I have a special mission for you before that though. You will hate it, but it is necessary. Now rise and take to the wilderun plains..."
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🅻🅴🆅🅴🅻 1.25
VERNOTH DEFEATED (For now)
Attributes: Super tough and strong. Semblance: Crystalize Blood - Seals wounds. Strengthens body. Known Facts: He feels little to no pain externally. His blood can create a cocoon to protect him in the case where he loses.He's a former Beacon student who was expelled.
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Posted: Fri Feb 21, 2020 9:48 pm
"The timing of death,
like the ending of a story,
gives a changed meaning to what preceded it." -Mary Catherine Bateson
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Disgusting. Utterly disgusting. Who in their right mind would be desperate enough to trek through a forest by themself, in order to find a location that was meant for hiding darkness? Nejina was that particular person. For the rest of her day before, she had taken refuge within the confinements of the gym, sleeping among all the "riffraff," as she had thought of them to be. All thos faunus up and about were of no help, and the peace and joy was suffocating. Blending in was pretty easy, though there was only so much one could hide their feelings about the truth of their interests. It was partial as to why she was in the woods, a day after talking in the courtyard. There was no patience to be dealing with such a facade all day long, smiling like a fool among other fools. Expected, but not so enjoyable once the face had began to hurt from all the fakeness. The tribe was said to be perfect for such ones as she. Nejina had been wanting to find it, hoping to catch insight of any kind. When mere rumors could not interest her, there she was now, with Hannibal mercy and a backpack, trailing through the woods. How deep was she? She was most uncertain. Who knew if she was among the right range or area as it was. Wearing her school uniform through any of this would have been foolish, and in her current state she was wearing a pair of jeans, sneakers, and a long sleeved red t-shirt, with black gloves. "Ugh...."
Had it been a good long hour of walking? According to her scroll, it had only been about ten minutes. The farther she was going into the woods, the more dirt and trees were getting in the way of things. The shoes were even covered in mud by one foot, from a hole she had dunked her foot into on accident. The terrain did nothing for her hair on top of it all. Her pretty, normally tight ringlet braids, had tufts of hair sticking out at different corners from catching off of tree branches. Gods she looked disgusting, at least in her mindset she did. All personal feelings on the walk aside, it was her determination to find and see if the tribe naturally existed. It was either that, and confirm it's existence, or it would be a whole waste of a walk if she could not succeed on her search. All she knew for that very moment, was the hoe it was not a wild goose chase after all.
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Vernoth wasn't one to hide and wait. He watched the girl from a distance. He was a large man, but the trees kept him well hidden. Why was a girl out this way? Surely she knew this was territory of The Tribe? Their camp moved, but they had their favorite spots that they returned to and this was one of them. "Hey little girly." His gruff voice came as he stepped out from behind the tree just 20 feet ahead of her.His hair had greyed tremendously since the last time he had shown himself to anyone outside of The Tribe. He was now a senior member. His age had only made him stronger and subdued his rage, not that he was anywhere close to being stoic."You're in dangerous territory yknow." He looked her up and down. Curious if the uniform was a disguise, but she did seem to be an actual student. She was young. Too young, but there was something about the way her eyes looked around that seemed promising. She was very aware of her surroundings.
"I don't usually ask a lot O' questions, but I since you're so young, I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt."He folded his arms. His muscles were huge and taut. He was well over six foot tall."Where are you going, and why?."
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🅻🅴🆅🅴🅻 1.50
VERNOTH DEFEATED (For now)
Attributes: Super tough and strong. Semblance: Crystallize Blood - Seals wounds. Strengthens body. Known Facts: He feels little to no pain externally. His blood can create a cocoon to protect him in the case where he loses.He's a former Beacon student who was expelled.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2020 11:54 am
"The timing of death,
like the ending of a story,
gives a changed meaning to what preceded it." -Mary Catherine Bateson
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Such terrain was becoming a nuisance. It was nasty how anyone would be crazy enough to be planting a hideout in some backwoods cesspool such as this forest. Nejina had both admiration, and disgust for the fact that they chose the woods. She was odd for nitpicking over such twisted thoughts of her own. It surprised her own ordeals at times. As such for a twisted person such as herself. She only had hoped it would have been an easier case than it was. The joys of finding the lair of the beast. It was for whatever reason, that the moment that another human had finally showed, had she made a disgusted sound of impatience. "Little girly?" Such insult. She may have been old enough to be his grandchild, but the utter revolt of such greeting had her demeanor remain disinterested. Noticing his full height however, there was astonishment finally hitting. "Someone knows there way around this forest, if I could not sense him among the stillness of these woods." Okay, so the man did have something worth noting upon. However, this revealing had given her some questions of her own. More so specifically towards the direction he had arrived from. "Did he come from the direction of the tribe? Circle around? Or maybe he's a random passerby like myself...." The questions ran in her mind, which only had lead to silence towards the man. If only he could do something about that roaming eye.
"Hmph." The sizing up was such an unnecessary thing. Even an idiot could see that he had more experience than she did under her belt. Such a thing was a bit intimidating. Had she possessed no actual reasons for being there, she would have never set foot in the first place. There was the reasoning for her own strange response to his observation, stroking her crowbar in her grasp tenderly. "Tell me something else I could be unaware of. There is danger in every part of these woods. So much, that it is laughable at best. "What sort of dangers could be in these woods young miss~!?" "Oh my~! Grimm of course! Strange people! More specifically the strange lady talking to a giant of the woods!" Ha~! Please, humor me with other obvious details sir giant." After her own humored laughter, the woman sobered up, finally getting herself a little more serious to the man. He was giving her the benefit of a doubt, so surely, she was able to say something of her own. The man could have, after all, crushed her just under his thumb instead of attacking. Would she give a full on answer however? Telling a random stranger in the woods, right out, that she was looking for the tribe... Was not only stupid, but suicide. He could have been a cop, or even a rogue ranger for all she knew, looking for a taste of fame. Nejina of course, had replied to this, but would her words make sense? That would be another thing all together. "All joking aside~... I am out on this dreadfully muggy excuse of a day, in search for an opening to a new page of life. A page in life that could mark despair upon my grave, or give me a solution to desires I crave a hope to bathe myself in one day. I of course, could just be talking about the grimm. Where would be the fun in just wanting to slaughter just grimm? Mere wistful word play, if you will. I am looking for something."
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Vernoth let out a loud bellow of a chuckle roll out from his chest. What a spitfire this girl was. She seemed full of bitter dissatisfaction and spite. She obviously disliked being looked down upon and wasn't afraid to show it. "I like your spunk girly!" He said before she got serious. When she did, her whole demeanor seemed to change. She was long winded, and avoided a direct answer. She might have suspected him to be a hostile, but he wasn't smart enough to figure that out, but what he did know is she was looking for a new way of life, and there was only one life out in the wild. The life of The Tribe. He kept his stoic posture, but shifted a hand up to his bearded face to rub his chin."Yer looking for a new way of life eh? You're pretty scrawny, are yer sure you are fit enough?" He finally took a large step, and started to circle her slowly. Sizing her up. She was petite. Small. Didn't seem particularly strong, but she did have some wit, and was obviously brave to venture out here alone.
"I don't very much like deceptions, so I will come right out with it. I am a part of a known terrorist organization. One that maybe the likes of you knows... "He stopped as he got back to his original spot. She was alone he had discerned."₮hẻ Ṫriḅẻ is what we call ourselves... And we don't take kindly to those who trespass in our territory."
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VERNOTH DEFEATED (For now)
Attributes: Super tough and strong. Semblance: Crystallize Blood - Seals wounds. Strengthens body. Known Facts: He feels little to no pain externally. His blood can create a cocoon to protect him in the case where he loses.He's a former Beacon student who was expelled.
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2020 9:21 pm
"The timing of death,
like the ending of a story,
gives a changed meaning to what preceded it." -Mary Catherine Bateson
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It was difficult to make heads or tails of this eccentric man before her. Nejina was tempted on smacking him soon, had he kept calling her names, whether nice or not. She of course, had held back from the violent notion swimming in her mind, sticking to her guns on remaining vocal. Her haughty tone was doing no pleasure points from what she was able to tell, but the man hadn't attacked, and more so, said she was spunky. He had called her scrawny however, which had the corner of a smile cracking upon her face. Her smile had vanished however, as he began circling around her. Just what was this, a fashion show tryout? Simply keeping her arms crossed, Nejina clutched her crowbar tight, twitching under the corner of her right eye. "I am simply sure I can back my size up by my social skills to most. Lying in a game is just as pleasurable as skinning off the layer of scales from a vomit inducing reptile faunus.... Oho~! Was that too soon!? Perhaps I should more be saying that lying is just as fun as speaking like a snake charmer? Playing the spot of a lady in waiting for her soon to be husband? Speaking sweet words of demise under the layer of sweet muckiness that most find "adorable." Who said that the size of someone mattered at all costs? You are a humorous man indeed."
Refraining from any laughter of any sort, Nejina had awaited for him to finally stop his pacing. "Took you long enough to stop scoping my body like a curr." Waving the mental thought away, the man before her had finally come clean. Of course he was from the tribe. He almost had her believing he was just a nosy passerby after all. However she was taking this, he at least had began showing some true coloring under that jovial complimenting and sizing. "Took you long enough to confess. I had almost feared I had been wasting my time with this." Shaking her head, the young girl had figured as much that they hated trespassers. "Of course you don't. Why else would you go hiding in these woods like chameleons. I am sure you have your reasons for keeping under the layers of fauna in these areas. Myself included had quite the venture on looking for those such as you. I never had heard of your existence at all.. Until I had finally managed to get into a new place, only to hear there were those out there who hid their faces under masks of themselves as well. You call me a trespasser, but to me, you are also a trespasser in these woods. We are both simple trespassers venturing, or living, in a scenery where the wilds roam, and the beasts are of nightmares come to life. Can you tell me whether we would both be trespassers after all?"
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Vernoth let out a long sigh. This gal was long winded for Vernoth, but she did have spunk. "Being scrawny is both advantageous and disadvantageous. As long as you know your strong suits, and stick to them, I don't much care." He said scratching his chin."Chameleons eh? I like the sound of that! I always just thought of ourselves as a pack of wild dogs!"" He would say with a bellowing laugh before listening to her final point.
"I don't very much understand what you mean by we are trespassers, but sure kid, we are all trespassers in the grand scheme of the world. Let's just leave it at that.""He would walk over to a near tree and lean against it with a thud."₮hẻ Ṫriḅẻ likes to think we own this little piece of turf though, whether or not that is true. So what is your business exactly? A chatty girl like you, seeking us out? Possibly you hate the faunus scum as well? If so, I'm all ears."
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VERNOTH DEFEATED (For now)
Attributes: Super tough and strong. Semblance: Crystallize Blood - Seals wounds. Strengthens body. Known Facts: He feels little to no pain externally. His blood can create a cocoon to protect him in the case where he loses.He's a former Beacon student who was expelled.
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2020 8:54 pm
"The timing of death,
like the ending of a story,
gives a changed meaning to what preceded it." -Mary Catherine Bateson
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Was he complimenting, or insulting? scrawny commentary was unnecessary, and despite him adding such a backhanded comment about knowing her strong suits... She wanted to smack him with Hannibal and be done with it. Had she not been so keen on her searching in the woods to begin with, she surely would have. Nejina held restraint however, biting the inside of her cheek to restrain herself form making a backbiting comment in return. "Keep it calm... Keep it calm.." At least one pleasure she could revel in was the point of view the initiate had made. Wild dogs? What sort of imagery! they were too silent to be dogs! She of course, had no intentions on assuming all wild dogs were the same. The tribe was certainly a difference in factional hiding. Most tactical for Forrest terrain. Still, they were trespassers just as much as she was. She was firm on that belief.
It was why when he spoke on being unable to understand her, she simply sighed, resting her hands on her hips with a beguiling laugh under her breath to him wishing on changing the subject rather abruptly. That is fine. You are getting to the bigger picture after all." By picture, she meant as in him finally asking her the reason she was there in the woods. Business was the important part, not the small talk. Before she had spoken however, she sat herself down, resting Hannibal in hr lap. "I come seeking the guidance on releasing ones anger towards a species full of monsters." Making sure to drop the jokes, she continued on, sitting up straight with a more annoyed look in her eyes. "I wish to keep my productively active life off a personal concept of malicious intent. Aside from my utter hate, I am a collector of sorts to boot. I not only wish for the animalia freaks to drop, but I am seeking out the answer to a potential future where I can finally stop hearing the laughter that haunts my very souls to the depths of despair. You ever hear the laugh of a hyena faunus? Shrill, annoying, and most of all... Has a tendency to mess with your head for years to come. All that simple laughter. All that simple atrociously ridiculous aspects of humans with animal abilities roaming around as if they believe to have a right to live. They're nothing but monsters."
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Vernoth's calm expression was piqued when he heard her say that first sentence. She wanted to release anger against the monstrous faunus. His brow raised, but not questionably, instead it hinted he was impressed with her honesty. "I have not." He said in response to her question about hyena laughs."I am sure it's none too pleasant though."" He grunted. Thinking about all the terrible things he had witnessed Faunus kind do.
"Okay, I like you. You seem genuine, and I think you have what it takes to join us...""He pushed off the tree where he leaned and approached her. He was massive in comparison to her, but strangely his presence was calm."₮hẻ Ṫriḅẻ likes to keep things on the down low, so we won't have you doing anything that compromises your position in society, not yet. If anything, that is an advantage to us."Vernoth chewed the inside of his cheek as he thought over what to say next. He was a bit slow, thinking was never his strong suit."I want you to travel to a location inside Vale. It's called Ţhє Đαrklíght Đístríct." He reached into his back pocket and produced a crumpled envelope. He shot his arm out towards her, for her to grab it, but he would hold firm to it once she did, and make eye contact to say this one last thing before letting go: "Its for a man named Hermesh... He's a dangerous man, and a Faunus. But he might be useful to us, he was known to massacre his entire faunus tribe. A faunus killer by nature is a monster we can use to our advantage. Tell him to read it this letter, and report back with his reaction. Once you do this, I'll setup a meeting with Apex for you. Aight?"
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VERNOTH DEFEATED (For now)
Attributes: Super tough and strong. Semblance: Crystallize Blood - Seals wounds. Strengthens body. Known Facts: He feels little to no pain externally. His blood can create a cocoon to protect him in the case where he loses.He's a former Beacon student who was expelled.
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2020 6:56 pm
"The timing of death,
like the ending of a story,
gives a changed meaning to what preceded it." -Mary Catherine Bateson
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How absolutely ridiculous that the story was still haunting her, and being very clear that it still messes with her head. Nejina had the hopes of hiding such a thing but her recklessness got the best of her. Good God, did this random stranger think that she took things too personally? Or worse, that she let her past fully devour her? The rise of his eyebrow though had clarified that they were at least interested to hear, with questions on the side. His answer to her question had of course been a natural one about the hyena. There wasn't too many of them around despite hyenas being very common in animal kingdom near the wastelands. There was no way he would possibly be able to hear what such creatures were like. Lucky him. Lucky her for that matter, as instead of raising questions that are questioning her sanity, her honesty ended with good results, being told with praise about being liked and being honest. A shocking sentiment really. She was a natural born liar, her greatest skill and asset being one of those words. It wasn't often she was told she was liked or was told she is honest. Hearing the things gave a weird itching her throat. It reduced her to silence, especially more so when he said that he believed she had what it takes.
Their philosophy on remaining stealthy had been of no surprise as he had said it. The fact that she had to trail through these woods just to find them showed that philosophy too true. However, she couldn't help but sweat drop to his words on remaining stealthy herself. Keeping image was fine at all, but being complete Shadow and remaining undetected was a hard bargain. One cannot remain a wolf in sheep's clothing all the time, but never monsters about in The academy almost 24 hours a day. It was a small sacrifice she was already making, so for him to be telling her that had only made her smirk a little. "Do not fret. My mask is normally on a it is. The best mask to have is the mask you can comfortably lie behind."
On the giant before her had went silent, Nejina had to wonder if he was perhaps having second thoughts on this idea. When he had spoken once more, her nose curled at the small task he had for her in order to use as an initiation for her. The Darklight district?!? What an odd request. It wasn't until he had taken the envelope out from his back pocket to pass it to her, had she taken hold of the free end, almost yanking it back to her since he wouldn't let go. She resisted to do so, just to avoid ripping it in half. Her!? A messenger to a FAUNUS? Who cared if they had slaughtered his entire tribe!? To be sending her as a mailman was odd. Looking at him at first with disdain, she understood fully right off the Hop, but was clearly holding back a smart aleck comment. "oh my~! Only a reaction? You're enticement is rather endearing, but also lackluster. If this is simply what you ask, it shall be done. I've only known you for but a few minutes, with my feet barely passed the ripples of mystery reaching in. If it should happen for them to attack however, I hope it will be fine to leave an extra calling card should that case happen. If he's as reasonable as you say, I cannot imagine a simple reaction would simply suffice should they act to their genes and get frisky. Of course, I'll ensure to be a well-behaved lady as I am usually am . You have my word that this task shall be done." Putting away the letter, her face had grown more determined. Cascading her big smile, she looked to her companion, before bursting into a laugh. "I shall be heading of now then. I have quite the walk to go, and I'm more lovely outfit to put on for the occasion. I will return, just insure to keep that appointment with the leader nice and cozy, and insuring a most joyous result on my end to bring back. Tootle-luuu~!" [EXIT]
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Fang dropped a large pack to the ground with a thud. The dust on the ground erupted into the air with the weight. It had been a few weeks since the Darklight District fight ring and the three of them: Fang, Fia, and Frea, approached the palisade gates of The Tribe. The infamous group of bandits that hated faunus. Fang had a bright smile on his face. He was overly confident as usual. His hands rested on his hips like a captain standing magnificently at the front of his ship."I say it's about time we met this Apex leader of their's and see what all the fuss is about. Don't you think?" This was a stupid idea, but this venture wasn't just his stupid idea. Fang had received a mission request from a correspondent called The Voice. A famous name circulating through the criminal circles at the moment. An unknown man who paid well and always came through. The mission of Notre Fiasco was too meet with Apex, and deliver a message encapsulated in a small metal sphere. Roughly the size of a grenade, which was a poor choice if you asked Fang."Are you two ready?"
The journey into the deep forest was long, but in truth, the reason it took several weeks was due to the fact that The Tribe was always on the move. Without Frea and Fia they likely would not have found it at all."Remember, they hate faunus, so stay close Frea..." Fang readied himself for a meeting that might go nasty, though he did not plan to fight The Tribe, they would be at a big disadvantage inside their base.
tabtabAfter the fighting ring, the group had travelled to somewhere else. New mission, new people, new danger. Despite so, Frea could see Fang's confident and excited look as they made the stop at the gate of the Tribe. The mission was not difficult, just delivery task, though perchance laced with something more. The most unfortunate part of this mission was the mission target infamous hate for Faunus, which required her to be low-key. Possibly not speaking or breathing in their direction at all.
tabtabThat would be either a very easy or very difficult task since there were people who paid more attention to the one they hated or reacted negatively.
tabtab"Not really." She could not count on the meeting going well. She would say she should stay outside or far away for the meeting, but she would rather stay in the group and increase her chances of survival. Group peaceful meeting chances increase while her survival chance decrease was not worth. "I will be careful. Don't call for my help unless you really need it."
tabtabAny less of her presence, be it speech or movement would be better. She tensed up, ready for anything that might jump at the group. In any cases, she would count on Fang as a shield. He was big enough to cover her. Fia? No comment.
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Emerging from behind Fang, the dainty woman waved off the cloud of dust the man had caused when he dropped the things he carried. Icey blue hues studied their surroundings before she swiftly stepped away from the man's dramatic gesturing and speech. "You seem awfully excited for a delivery mission." the woman quipped to his excitement, though as adorable as he seemed, she didn't mind bursting his little bubble every now and then. "Lets just hope what ever is in the message isn't going to backfire. Though, a little fun wouldn't hurt." she'd admit with a sly smirk forming upon her lips. They had enough time to recover from the fight.
Fia might have had some time to finally start warming up to Frea. Even though she still didn't enjoy her company too much, she did support her when they had to talk Fang out of something ridiculous. Maybe she wasn't as bad to keep around, especially after the fight when she helped the two of them recover. The pink haired woman might have had a distaste for the same sex, but she couldn't ignore their use. "Stay close to Fang, if they do notice you, they are foolish enough to believe him if he'd say you're more than his travelling companion." she'd tell the other. She wouldn't admit that she might actually keep her safe if things came to that but hey, some things didn't need to be said. "Is there some way you can hide those?" she'd ask, pointing to her horns, "A scarf of some sort?" she'd add. They'd still be able to tell she was different, but why not just avoid too many eyes on her to begin with.
