A World Untamed...

[Ravenloft]

Brendan:

Snuffling his nose Brendan turned his head to the side lifting a finger toward the bird in a jesture for silence. "Listen... Do you smell that, bird brain?" Brendan chortled as he sniffed again, lifting his eyes upward along the tree line.

 

[Moonlight_33]

Kitt

As Kitt enjoyed her flight to no where in particular, she noticed another Chocobo that looked to be cornered by yet another human. She guessed this was her day for saving big birds and circling around, she descended with the sun at her back, taking her human form before hitting the ground. She grabbed the human from behind, her knife to his throat,

“What is it about humans and capturing things?” she growled over his sholder.

She could feel another presence in the trees and wondered if this time she might have been mistaken.

 

[Ravenloft]

Brendan:

Brendan slammed his elbow back, into the breast of his attacker with a sharp thrust. Breaking her hold on him he whirled around to face her. His lips taught, his slightly yellowed teeth showing. "What's your problem!" He snapped at the woman with the dagger.

 

[Renegade]

Shadow

Seeing the man just strike the woman like that, I jump down from my hiding place and land between them. "What do you think you're doing?!?" I bark at the young man while pulling a blade out. Giving him a swift kick to the groin, I leap onto the man and put the blade to his neck in an attempt to hold him down for the time being.

 

[Moonlight_33]

Kitt

Kitt suddenly found herself very confused. Looking at the bird, it didnt seem to be in any danger, but the man on the ground was certinly in danger.

"Wait. Please. I fear that i am the one at fault here, please let him be."

 

[Ravenloft]

Brendan:

Looking down at the blade the man held to his throat, Brendan smiled, he had turned to the side in time to save himself massive pain to his balls, and now he grasped the blade of the sword, letting it cut into his hand as he forced the hilt up into the man's jaw. "Good gravy! I heard of black cats being bad luck but never a black bird..." He lifted his hands, the cut was gone already. "Listen, why don't we all settle down huh? I mean I'm all for bloodshed and whot not but, its kinda, well, pointless here... Tell em Bird-brain!" Brendan said as he nodded his head toward the chocobo.

 

[Renegade]

Shadow

Holding my jaw in slight pain, I stand beside the woman while keeping an eye on the young man. Looking over at the bird in expectance to see what it had to say, I began to wonder if this kind of thing was normal around these parts.

 

[Moonlight_33]

Kitt

Kitt looked from one man to the other, and then to the bird. She felt bad for being the cause of this little drama but had no idea what to say or do next. She bit her bottom lip a little shyly.

"My name is Lilly, but my friends call me Kitt. I am sorry for jumping you, but i did think the bird in danger, and thank you for coming to my rescue, even though i didn't need it, it was very galant of you."

 

[Renegade]

Shadow

Letting out a half smile, I introduced myself to her, "The name is Shadow. That's pretty much what I go by these days. And I'm just glad that you weren't in any real danger to begin with." Feeling comfortable around this woman, I turn away again to see what the Black Chocobo had to say about all of this.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: Heh!!! Im Quite Enjoying this so far...

ic:

*He watched her exit, as he chuckled harshly, and stabbed a long dagger into the table, And leaned back with a sly grin on his face, and tossed his hair back as he stood, the Chef would appriciate such a finely sharpened knife to add to his repritoire, Drawing one of his particularly long daggers, he walked past the waitress and with two deft twists of his wrist, she was topless, he pressed it to her throat when she tried covering up*

You'll stay like that for the rest of the night, and any man who wants to do somthing to you will be allowed to. I expect to see you leaving her naked, knowing some of the guys around here...*he grins and flicks her arm a little*

And If you refuse someone, I'll slit your throat myself.

*He Left the gaping woman there, and walked outside, shelthing his dagger as he did so,And straightened out his cloak*

That was Entertaining........Pity I couldnt stay for the show....

*he heard a scream then racouslaughter, coupled with supressed moans and grinned from ear to ear, heading off towards the stables, his sword belt swaggering with his step*

 

[Vivid]

Flynnarrel

Fangorn gaily danced as his lute produced the most wonderful noises. He had been asked to perform with the group over an hour ago. Through the veil of smiles and laughs he sized up every person in the crowd.

The naked steel surprised him a little. It didn't seem intended for direct harm so Fangorn was curious to see the proceedings. His ears picked out the harsh words said to the exposed barmaid.

Now, Fangorn loved a joke more than anyone else, even one at another's expense, but this seemed a bit extreme. He watched the large man leave after the dark elven warriess. A few were already making their way toward the young lass terrified both of their hungry looks and of shielding herself because of the earlier words. She only screamed.

Fangorn sprang atop a nearby table playing even more loudly. He tipped an empty steel mug over with his foot and kicked, laughing and playing all the while. It fell right underfoot of the man closest to the frightened lass and his foot slipped on the unexpected obstacle. He crashed to the floor stretching his legs painfully.

"See how they trip to rush to your beauty?" he called loudly and the bar exploded in laughter. He changed the tone of his playing, concentrating. He gave his notes form and substance. They danced toward and around the already scared girl. They lifted the tattered ruins of her blouse and caressed her body as they plastered the pieces back to place. His music found the ends of the shoulder straps where they had been cut.

To mend is easy. Fabric, as music, weaves and dips in one another embracing tightly, like a dance. He gave the fabric love for one another again as the ends reconnected themselves, leaving her blouse intact. A few onlookers muttered. The word "mage" was said in hushed tones and Fangoren realized his had been the only music in the tavern.

Standing tabletop he bowed broadly flourishing his cape and feathered hat. He slung his lute over his shoulder.
"Good e'en all, especially M'Lady." he bowed to the stunned bar maid.
It was a quiet tavern that Fangorn left.

Now, that young man was only having himself some fun, but his idea of fun is a bit more mischeif than the world needs. He began a leisurely stroll in the direction the man had walked, softly whistling a happy tune.

 

[Cryo]

"WARK! (am I able to put in a word now?) Wakarue!" Both Kitt and Shadow stared at the chocobo with suprise, one that it could talk, and two, it could talk with proper common. "Wakarue (Good. My name is Cryo. I'm sure you've heard of me by now!) Wakarue" He held his head up high in pride, giving his version of a smile.

 

[Ravenloft]

Brendan:

Tapping his foot impatiently, Brendan spoke up. "Well, I'll be going now, got to get this wine back to my sister... You two have fun with the bird-brain there..." With that, Brendan turned to walk in the direction of his sisters holy grove.

 

[Ravenloft]

Robert Sith:

The posessed body of the young man sat within the circle, patiently staring at Robert. Robert walked back and forth, staring back at him. "Every minute you denigh me what I want is another minute of agony for those who YOU should have taken from their mortal shells... You understand this far better than I... But you still allow it to happen... Why? I can hear the keening of the universe, it is in pain without you to take care of its dying... Again, you must know this... Why delay? What is the point? Make me immortal and I will let you free!" Robert spoke, his voice growing more and more on edge with each passing second, and still, death sat within the circle, staring in calm silence at him.

All across the land, it was begining to be seen. Men who should have died in battles, lay moaning in unending pain. Elderly wallowed in their death beds, denighed the freedom of dying. It was madness that only led to more madness...

 

[Morgoth]

"Sure, Drusilla, but after yu rest, we ought to move pretty quick. We've gotta find a place to camp and all", said Lokken, grinning at her as she walked under the shade of the tree.

 

[Renegade]

Shadow

Watching as the young man was about to leave, I quickly place a hand on his shoulder to stop him. "Hold on there fella. There's still the question of how you were able to tell I was watching you earlier? No human should be able to detect someone like me without the proper training... or if they weren't a normal human at all." With that, my hand stays near my blade just incase he were to try anything. I didn't know anything about this guy, so it was better to be safe then sorry.

 

[Moonlight_33]

Kitt

Raising an eyebrow at Shadow,

"I knew you were there, but then i am hardly human. I am a dragon, born free, and destined to remain that way, but i do owe you a small measure of thanks Shadow for being such a gentleman."

Kitt was curious as to the nature of the other man as well, he did seem less than friendly, and in a hurry to part company.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

Death. "Im the Penalty"

ooc; An IC Post to EVERYONE..
ic:

*Death stared in silent reverance at the young man, he was slowly beginning to become nervous, wondering what, if anything, there was he could do, Finally he closed his eyes, and In one last vain attempt to cese this madness, He sent out the call to those who might be able to defeat him, (Everyone IC,Thats who. *L*)they would all suddenly feel the pull and realize what was going on, he sighed deeply, and looked up in mock defeat at the Mage*

 

[Cryo]

Cryo lookes up and into the distance, as did Kitt, Shadow, and Brendan. "Wakarue! (Did you just feel that?)"
"I felt something" said shadow. "It's like I'm being called somwhere!"
"I felt the same thing" said Kitt.
"Somethings definately not right." Brendan said between gritted teeth.
"WARK (you can say that again. I had better go investigate) WARK"


[Edited by Ravenloft on 04-03-2001 at 07:41 PM]

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*He didnt have a chance to notice the man walking behind him, suddenly he turned abruptly and stared into the distance*

What in the name of the goddess...

*He whispered to himself, his hands going instinctively to his belt where his swords hung, His eyes narrowed*

Somthin Big and bad is going on.....An I don like it one bit...

*he muttered all of this to himself, and dashed off in the direction of the horses barn, he needed to find her..NOW.*

 

[Mistress]

Sage

Just as she was saddling Timothy, Sage felt a vibration fill her chest, pulling her. She turned in a circle, the feeling surprising her, Timothy snorted kicking a hoof. He had felt it too, she let the hood of her cloak drop. Her pale eyes scanned the barn, the other horses did not seem to notice. Frowing, she led the horse out of his stall and patted him calming him. She looked up just as Falkner raced in the barn his eyes wide and on her.

 

[Cryo]

Without waiting for his new friends to follow, Cryo flapped his wings and flew a few feet into the air. The feeling is coming from this direction, he thought to himself. He started to fly through the trees when he stoped, hearing a voice shout "WAIT!"

 

[poohlive]

Sabaka felt a small vibration in the ground. He looked up for a moment, the sun sending a dazzling display of light and shadow on a nearby tree. He felt scared for only a minute, then it passed.
The wagon now outside of the city gates was making the rumbling and bumbling he felt. It tore out into the open fields and eventually the forest beyond. He looked with great satisfaction at it. Another great yield for himself.
Two townsmen rode on horseback beside the wagon, and two more were on the roof. There were probably more inside as well, but that could wait. Now there was time for action, not counting.
In a blaze of dust he galloped after the wagon. His sword lay silently as his side, but the bow had long since been brought out. He aimed at the chest of one of the riding guards. They were traveling at an excruciating pace, Sabaka found it hard to aim and keep up at the same time. He found a nice clear spot in the road, took in a huge breath, and loosed his love shaft madly from his bow. (shakespeare, lol)
The man dropped suddenly. So suddenly in fact that the horse kept running. He looked up on top, the two men were looking forward, not to the side. No one had noticed... perfect. Sabaka aimed at the second townsman. He seemed very cautious, it was evident that he had heard something. He didn't let the man think about it much more than he had too.
The second arrow hit directly in the chest, a perfect shot. Almost too perfect, the man screamed out as he died right there on the horse. The horse stopped suddenly, letting the townsman slump down to the ground.
The two men on the roof looked back at him. Their eyes became frightened, and angered at once. He could see them beginning to load up crossbows. Time for a little action. Sabaka flew from his horse and onto the top of the wagon. His sword had already been drawn, with a flick of the wrist one's head dropped into the bushes below. The other cut him in the wrist, it was shallow but would hurt for a few days. He dropped down, and tripped the man. The tonwsman flew from the wagon to the ground below. The bone crushing sound even let Sabaka know that the man was dead.
In an instant he took up one of the crossbows and fired at the driver. Sabaka knelt over the slumped figure and grabbed the reigns. He pulled back with such fierceness that he feared he might have choked the horses. They stopped rapidly; inside he could hear the rattling of things as they settled.
Two men shot out of the wagon, swords in hand. Only two, they were getting sloppy this time, or maybe fewer and fewer townsmen were volunteering for the job. In either case, they simply looked at him, and ran. He watched them go, in an unnerving silence, making sure they wouldn't turn back. They didn't. Each ran blindly back to the small village. They would tell of another shipment that had failed to make it to the great city. A great sigh escaped his lips. He jumped from the roof of the wagon and looked inside the partially opened door.
Supplies, a wagon filled with supplies. He looked around, wondering if there was anything good enough to sell for a decent price anywhere. Foods, grains, canteens of water, swords, staffs, skins, clothes, and countless other things. Nothing as precious as a jewel, or worth the trouble of all this. He was sure he could use these things, but he wasn't interested in supplies. He was interested in money.
Sabaka sat down and took off his flying boots. He grabbed a fresh pair of regular ones and put them on. Just then he heard someone walk up behind him.
Sabaka turned around, his sword out.

 

[Rockingham]

Rockingham rode his donkey up to the melee. He had Sabaka's horse by his side. Sabaka hated training new horses, he was so picky about just what he wanted in a horse. Rocky couldn't blame him, he wanted the same thing, at least he think he did. His donkey had never given him and trouble, and it always went in the direction he wanted to go in, so he supposed he had a good trained donkey just like Sabaka had a good trained horse. Although his donkey couldn't run backwards, or do any fancy tricks.
He got off the donkey, which he hadn't named yet. He kept telling himself to name it, but no name was good enough, or maybe he didn't feel right naming something that obviously had a name itself. He had tried to talk to the donkey many times to ask for it's name, but all he got was a hee haw. Sabaka had to keep reminding him not to call the donkey hee haw. Rocky shook his shoulders as he walked up to the wagon. Sabaka was inside, his sword drawn. Rocky smiled to him and waved. He always loved coming in right after the battle to see all the wonderful toys and things they had gotten.
"Anything good today?" he asked, trying to hide the excitement from his voice, but failing to do so.
Sabaka shook his head, and walked outside. Rocky stepped in, hoping that maybe there was something that he had missed. Rocky loved helping people, and he also loved playing with things. He picked up a pot and placed it on his head. There, a helmet. There were tons of great things in here. He looked at a bag of flour, ghost make-up. That would help them out lots. He picked up a small dagger and began playing with it. He never was one for violence, but even he couldn't resist playing the dashing hero saving the maiden fair from an evil zombie or something.
He picked up a small doll, and quickly placed it in his satchel. He always loved picking up off knick knacks from adventuring, and this being a doll as well. He would have hours of playing tonight by the fire. After scanning the wagon once more, just in case he missed something, Rocky went outside.
Rocky took his donkey, and Sabaka's horse and tied them up to the wagon. They would take this to another city to try and sell everything soon. Sabaka never was one to stay in one place for too long. Probably because of all the reward posters. They were only small villages so far, but each day he seemed to let that number grow. More and more people wanted to kill Sabaka by the hour. Rocky shook his head, he didn't know much about anything, but he did know that even Sabaka deserved a second chance, didn't he?
Rocky took out a small piece of jerky and began chewing on it. He waited patiently for them to leave.

 

[Lady_Siren]

Drusilla was just about sit when she felt a strange feeling sweep through her body. She spun around and looked around but saw nothing. The feeling no longer was there but there was a sense of dread filling her. Something had called her and not only her. The feeling hadn't been directed to her but to other beings as well. But why? She looked to Lokken wondering if he had felt that and the look on his face said he did. "We have no time to rest now I suppose. Lets just hurry towards town. Whatever that was we need to figure it out" She smiled breifly at him then began once again walking towards the town that hopefully held some answers.