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Post by Allie on Jan 14, 2016 9:09:40 GMT -6
Kelemio laughed a bit "Oh my fucking hell. That shit would get somebody insane! Man, a person that creep you have to go through would have to be executed in our old town-." In a way, he almost forgot that other people didn't see the things he saw as normal. He drew in his breath to speak again, responding to the older male. "See, the trick to surviving through that kind of thing is to deal with so much of it that it becomes a normal thi-" Directly after the last words of the tale had been mumbled, Altheron quickly threw his arms around the child from behind and gave him a tight squeeze "Osseus!" he yelled. "You did such a good job out there!" He pressed his face into the child's hair and nuzzled it, imitating the first interaction he had with him after the first battle ended, blissfully unaware of how any of his actions would elicit anything other than a positive response. His words were immediately cut off by the shaman wrapping his arms around him, the poor timing completely ruining whatever mood Altheron was trying to go for in his actions. "ALTHERON WHAT THE FUCK!?" he shrieked, struggling to worm his way out of Altheron's grasp. It proved futile, seeing as the shaman had him on deadlock. To attempt to escape, he tried to suck in his gut and slide his way out with whatever extra room was provided, sorely embarrassed at the spectacle. Especially since he looked stupid to more than just 4 other people. |
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Post by Emily on Jan 14, 2016 9:55:35 GMT -6
Galystris sat back at her spot away from the rest of the group, thinking about what she would do when she went back to her village. Would they still want her out, or welcome her back as a hero? She sighed as she wondered what to do after everybody inevitably parted ways. Despite the fact that she had no friends, she didn’t want to leave the guild--due to what she may come back to. Assuming she's alive, she really didn't want to go back She didn’t want to go back and face her. She didn’t want to go back and face Velanora"ALTHERON WHAT THE FUCK!?" In order to distract from her thoughts, she looked over at Osseus and Altheron. She couldn’t help but let out a quiet laugh at the ordeal. She was in a guild with a bunch of dorks. |
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Post by melty on Jan 14, 2016 15:39:22 GMT -6
Luair gasped. She hurried over to the two, waving her hands frantically.
'Altheron, you must not hold on so tightly, it might be dangerous. Furthermore, it does not look like Osseus was very much prepared.' She cocked her head to the side, not fully grasping the situation, but just enough for her to say something that wasn't too far removed from reality.
'Are you well?' she said sympathetically. She wagged her finger at Altheron. 'My father always told me that a hug is first decided in words. For instance, let us hug! And then you go over and hug.' She raised her arms up to demonstrate, not really thinking that there was a chance the offer would be accepted. 'See?'
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Post by Allie on Jan 14, 2016 16:50:28 GMT -6
Luair gasped. She hurried over to the two, waving her hands frantically. 'Altheron, you must not hold on so tightly, it might be dangerous. Furthermore, it does not look like Osseus was very much prepared.' She cocked her head to the side, not fully grasping the situation, but just enough for her to say something that wasn't too far removed from reality. 'Are you well?' she said sympathetically. She wagged her finger at Altheron. 'My father always told me that a hug is first decided in words. For instance, let us hug! And then you go over and hug.' She raised her arms up to demonstrate, not really thinking that there was a chance the offer would be accepted. 'See?' "Ok, ok...." He apologetically huffed, puffing his cheeks out slightly before reciprocating the gesture to Luair. He made the extra effort to be light, considering her size, and let go to do the same to Altheron. For good measure, he patted the taller man on the back while doing so, in an odd sort of comforting gesture.  "Sorry... that was kinda....uh...." He struggled to find the right words, but later decided to cut himself off and demonstrate his 'peace treaty' to Altheron in actions, if one would. He held it for a solid few seconds before softly loosening his grip to let go. He scratched the back of his head absentmindedly as he sat down again, this time surrounded by friends. Then again, looking at Altheron reminded him of an incredibly stupid decision he made prior. That note.Now would have been the worst time for Luair to ever know about such a thing. He saw a tiny little slip pop out of the shaman's outfit before attempting to take it in the most inconspicuous way possible. |
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Post by not u on Jan 14, 2016 17:34:57 GMT -6
Enoch set the skewers on one of the leather bags now that the meat had cooked, sitting back and listening to Osseus tell a rather morbid tale. Child trafficking wasn't anything new to him, and besides the fearen themselves, raiders were probably the biggest threat back when he was looking after the children a year or so ago. His personal favorite method of dealing with such trash was through trickery; after those couple of years with the other priests scamming villagers through false demons and exorcisms, whipping up some false fearen hordes was nothing new to him. But to hear how close the small thief had come to being a victim of their "business"... well he didn't have any words for how it made his stomach twist. Now would have been the worst time for Luair to ever know about such a thing. He saw a tiny little slip pop out of the shaman's outfit before attempting to take it in the most inconspicuous way possible. That's when he noticed the shaman sneaking up behind the thief, and before he could say anything, Altheron already grabbed Osseus up into a hug. Enoch who had been quietly observing the following interactions raised an eyebrow when a piece of parchment fell from Altheron's vest, which was furtively snapped up by the kid. The priest made eye contact with Osseus for a moment before glancing between him and the shaman, raising an eyebrow. "Altheron, you dropped a piece of paper," he stated, taking one of the pieces of meat off a skewer and eating it.
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Jan 15, 2016 6:17:59 GMT -6
"Maybe he has," Manasa combed her fingered through her hair, lifting her head towards the sky to peer up at it's blue hues once more. She noticed it starting to grow darker, soon starts would light up the canopy above them, the thought of which almost made Manasa jump up with excitement. She turned back to face Zerah once more, taking in the imp's features. Something within her told her that soon they would be parting ways for good, that despite having the same blood in their veins now their destinies were far apart. Manasa leaned forward towards the imp, wrapping his smaller frame in her arms and saying to him; " You're a hero, Zerah. I'll always remember you that way." "Th-thank you.." Zerah muttered, a tear welling up in his eye, which he wiped away. "You should go spend time with the group though. They're celebrating, so you should join them.. I'll be leaving soon anyways, so have fun with everyone while you can." He smiled at the vishkanyan, then looked over to the small party that seemed to be forming. All the terror the fearen had brought truly was over. They deserved to celebrate, whether the imp was a part of it or not. "Plus your brother is waiting for you! Go spend time with him and everyone else. I'm fine here." He stated, sighing. |
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Post by titee on Jan 15, 2016 15:48:42 GMT -6
"Th-thank you.." Zerah muttered, a tear welling up in his eye, which he wiped away. "You should go spend time with the group though. They're celebrating, so you should join them.. I'll be leaving soon anyways, so have fun with everyone while you can." He smiled at the vishkanyan, then looked over to the small party that seemed to be forming. All the terror the fearen had brought truly was over. They deserved to celebrate, whether the imp was a part of it or not. "Plus your brother is waiting for you! Go spend time with him and everyone else. I'm fine here." He stated, sighing. Manasa nodded, breaking free from their hug and looking the imp in the eyes with a smile. "Thank you Zerah... you're welcome you join too, you know," she offered Zerah to join her and the rest of the group, despite knowing he would most likely continue to spend the rest of his time in solitude by the tree before departing. It was still a gesture she felt was required, however. The vishkanyan then stood up, patting herself down and glancing at Zerah one last time. Manasa turned her attention to her brother, his feature very much foreign despite the fact she shared many with him. With a nervous breath she walked approached him and spoke; "I'll introduce you to the rest of the guild." Vasuki was momentarily silent, considering his next course of action before nodding to his sister. He would be here at least until morning, might as well spend his time with familiar company than brooding. He then took his place next to his sister and the two walked towards the guild by the fire. "Excuse me," Th sister said, folding her arms behind her back. |
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Post by ChibiGissy on Jan 16, 2016 8:59:46 GMT -6
Mimisko sighed of relief "Oh good. Well, I'm glad this doesn't result to anything bad." "Or more awkward." Kelemio added. Kelemio got curious. What that paper could be. Before he got too curious however.. Kelemio look where that voice came from. He sees Manasa and somebody else with her. Kelemio taps Mimisko shoulder. "Psst! Mimisko, is that one of your friends over there?" Kelemio pointed at the direction Manasa is at. Mimisko looked at nodded. "Yes she is." "Okay, I gotcha." Mimisko looked at Manasa and smiled. "Welcome to the campfire, Manasa." She looked at somebody is next to Manasa. "Say, who's that next to you?" ((The lore of Mimisko's village.)) {Spoiler}Mimisko town, in terms of culture, is like a cross between British (of course), Japanese, and a bit Amarican culture (minus the bullshit when it comes to either parts of the cultures.). While most believe in Pandorian, there are a fair few the believe in the Koharulo faith (where you beleive in the Goddess of Peace and Love, Jaimayda. [Though that was only limited to this village, sadly. That is, until Sandor was defeated Shadow Slayers.]). There were those that believed in the Shinteiism faith but due to law against sacrifices occurred, those that were in that faith were like "F**K this place, I'm going to find a REAL home." So they left the village.
During the time Tairaga was still alive and was still the king, Teinpanalu, (not knowing how much of a sexist prick Tairaga was.), was feeling lust(confusing it for love) for Tairaga and pretty much fucked shit up for this village. She went as far as torturing Lopiya's father with setting him in ice water and electrocuting him. When Kama defeated Taraiga, Teipanalu went berserk but she was over thrown. She pratically sold her soul to Sandor to gain the power of making people say or do crazy shit. (That included Mimisko's father.) Lopiya defeated her to end the nightmare Teinpanalu caused. However, that was not the true end as on of Teinpanalu's followers sold her life to Sandor to keep her leader's essences alive, which is why Teinpanalu was able to haunt Mimisko.
After the disaster that Teinpanalu caused, most of the village that stay the same, the only thing that changed was the clothing, as the was meant to symbolize a new future.
There were some prophecies that are secluded in Mimisko's town. Some true and some false. The one being false was poorly made one that said that Mimisko being the spawn of Sandor, which she is not. The reason why people believed that was because Teinpanalu screwed with their minds in spirit.
During the time Ignis went to shit, the village were split about rather or not Valdus would make it. (Like before they thought he died, Mimisko believed in Valdus while Kelemio didn't) If they found out that Valdus screwed up Ignis, you would bet they would be extremely harsh with him. Some people, like Mimisko, wouldn't normally do that, unless it was something that screwed up the world....which Valdus did." |
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Post by LadyAurablade on Jan 19, 2016 0:29:56 GMT -6
Mimisko said "Altheron! I know your very happy to see us but-" "Oi!! Dude!" Kelemio spoke up "You picked the wrong time to hug!" "That's not how this was susposed to be be phase, Kelemio." Mimisko mumbled. "ALTHERON WHAT THE FUCK!?" he shrieked, struggling to worm his way out of Altheron's grasp. It proved futile, seeing as the shaman had him on deadlock. To attempt to escape, he tried to suck in his gut and slide his way out with whatever extra room was provided, sorely embarrassed at the spectacle. Especially since he looked stupid to more than just 4 other people. "Uhh...!!" Altheron scooted back a bit in alarm, his head turning to face Mimisko and the stranger beside her in shock. His grip around Osseus loosened as he sat there shaking, trying to figure out just what had triggered that negative response. Did he do something wrong? The very thought of displeasing anyone after the massive victory they achieved together was unnerving. Just what did he do to make them yell at him like that? Could if have been the hug? No, he thought. That couldn't have been it. Hugs were the way people showed each other that they cared; the only way he could show he cared, correctly. Maybe they were just cranky? Altheron pondered at these possibilities as his worried eye looked at the two in terror, when the child's yelp reached his ears. He immediately let go, bringing his now-trembling hands up to his chest, trying to make out a "sorry" at Osseus but failing in the effort as he still did not know what he was even apologizing for. Looking around, it had seemed that several others were spectating the feat as well. Altheron, knowing nothing about how people work, translated their curious looks as unfair judgement, and it frightened him that he was the only one unable to figure out why it was being dealt on him. He looked down in defeat, hoping that this gesture alone would show the other how clueless he was, for words weren't exactly his go-to means of explaining himself. He hoped that whatever caused them to treat him this way wouldn't leave him without friends, for that was one of his main goals for even stepping foot on this plane. Eventually, he grew tired of waiting for them to catch onto his pitiful gesture, thinking that just sitting there just made him look stranger than he already did, and decided to try and speak. "I-I...." he sputtered, afraid of where the wrong placement of words would land him. "I did not know......." He tried to say more, but doubted every combination of words that came to mind. So instead, he stood up, believing that walking away and sitting elsewhere was better than just sitting down and being stared at. And then- 'Altheron, you must not hold on so tightly, it might be dangerous. Furthermore, it does not look like Osseus was very much prepared.' She cocked her head to the side, not fully grasping the situation, but just enough for her to say something that wasn't too far removed from reality. 'Are you well?' she said sympathetically. She wagged her finger at Altheron. 'My father always told me that a hug is first decided in words. For instance, let us hug! And then you go over and hug.' She raised her arms up to demonstrate, not really thinking that there was a chance the offer would be accepted. 'See?' Altheron's face grew red with embarrassment. So it really was the hug? He had done it wrong? He stared down at the fire, mumbling nonsense to himself as he stood there ashamed as the little elf girl spoke about the proper procedures behind hugging people on Ignis, even going as far as to wag her finger at him, a gesture he remembered using many times on her whenever she did something wrong. "I.. am sorry.." he whispered. He was not aware in the slightest that WORDS, one of his greater shortcomings, were so significant in the process of completing the one gesture he believed he had down packed. He gave a slight nod over to Luair, adding a weak smile to the mix to try and assure her that he was, in fact, well, but oh-so embarrassed. The shaman looked back at Osseus, the person who was no-doubt the angriest person there and did the same, this time applying more weight onto the apology. He felt a sense of relief wash over him as the boy's face softened in response to Luair's demonstration, and an even greater sense of happiness at the boy reciprocating the hug back. "Sorry... that was kinda....uh...." He struggled to find the right words, but later decided to cut himself off and demonstrate his 'peace treaty' to Altheron in actions, if one would. He held it for a solid few seconds before softly loosening his grip to let go. He scratched the back of his head absentmindedly as he sat down again, this time surrounded by friends. Altheron smiled as he wrapped him arms around Osseus once again and let go once the elf did, ruffling his hair another time before Osseus decided to sit down beside him. He sighed a breath of relief, feeling as if the eyes were judging him no longer. Everything was fine. Now he could go back on his hug spree guilt-free, especially now that he had the proper tools to do so thanks to Luair. He raised his arms outward and cried "Luair! Let us hug!!!!" before scooping the girl up and squeezing her with all his might. He then returned back to where he stood just in time to see Osseus reaching for the slip of paper in his pack. He saw a tiny little slip pop out of the shaman's outfit before attempting to take it in the most inconspicuous way possible. "Altheron, you dropped a piece of paper," he stated, taking one of the pieces of meat off a skewer and eating it. "Ohh!" he yelped, taking the slip of bloodied paper out of the pack before the little elf boy made contact with it. "I forgot all about this! Enoch!!!" Altheron ran over to the mage's side, purely ecstatic about finding out about the contents of the message. "I found this back at the battle with the king, but I could not read it! Can you.... read it?" |
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Post by Allie on Jan 30, 2016 16:41:33 GMT -6
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Post by otakrap on Jan 30, 2016 16:44:20 GMT -6
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Post by not u on Feb 14, 2016 21:44:40 GMT -6
"Ohh!" he yelped, taking the slip of bloodied paper out of the pack before the little elf boy made contact with it. "I forgot all about this! Enoch!!!" Altheron ran over to the mage's side, purely ecstatic about finding out about the contents of the message. "I found this back at the battle with the king, but I could not read it! Can you.... read it?" Enoch's eyes darted across the writing which was a rather familiar shade of dried blood, reading the text and twisting up his mouth wryly as he skimmed further and further down the page.
No wonder that kid was scrambling to grab this paper. "Well I can read it however..." The time mage glanced up towards the shaman, whose expression beamed with nothing but pure glee as he awaited his reading. "This isn't a nice letter, Altheron," he replied flatly, staring over at Osseus and raising an eyebrow, his expression painted more with curiosity than any sort of scorn. |
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Post by Allie on Feb 14, 2016 22:04:35 GMT -6
"Ohh!" he yelped, taking the slip of bloodied paper out of the pack before the little elf boy made contact with it. "I forgot all about this! Enoch!!!" Altheron ran over to the mage's side, purely ecstatic about finding out about the contents of the message. "I found this back at the battle with the king, but I could not read it! Can you.... read it?" Nope. Fuck that. His hand twitched as he attempted to keep his cool while intercepting the contact between the two men as a means of not appearing suspicious. Alas, it was to no avail. His heart dropped as Enoch's expression shifted after grabbing the letter, realizing the implications of his actions. He mentally braced himself for the scolding and dirty looks he'd get, completely ruining the family unit he built for himself due to one horribly stupid misunderstanding. No wonder that kid was scrambling to grab this paper. "Well I can read it however..." The time mage glanced up towards the shaman, whose expression beamed with nothing but pure glee as he awaited his reading. "This isn't a nice letter, Altheron," he replied flatly, staring over at Osseus and raising an eyebrow, his expression painted more with curiosity than any sort of scorn. Oh gods damn it. The word 'fuck' repeated in his mind over and over in a monotonous shout as he noticed the time mage look at him with an even worse demeanor than the one he was anticipating. Clearly he was going to question him, with a look that suggested curiosity rather than the disappointment. The little boy's psyche mapped out all the possible questions, ranging from ones suggesting malice to those of disappointment, disgust, and plain morbid curiosity. And even then, he didn't properly do his job as a thief to steal it back undetected; it was like joining this group had made him soft. Either that or these people knew him so well that any attempt to be sneaky would immediately be noticed. In a way, he'd like to believe it was the latter, but the former was the more the reason he sided with. Again, he braced himself, but rather from the oncoming questions. |
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Post by LadyAurablade on Feb 15, 2016 0:18:00 GMT -6
"Well I can read it however..." The time mage glanced up towards the shaman, whose expression beamed with nothing but pure glee as he awaited his reading. "This isn't a nice letter, Altheron," he replied flatly, staring over at Osseus and raising an eyebrow, his expression painted more with curiosity than any sort of scorn. "What?" he inquired, settling down into a kneel beside the time mage as he tried to make sense of what they other meant. "What do you mean "Not a good letter?" He pointed at the note, only slightly perturbed at the elf's reluctance to decipher the smeared text for him. "What does it say, Enoch?" He followed the mage's gaze over to the younger elf and stared the boy down, as well. He didn't know why they were now both doing this to Osseus, but Altheron quickly put two and two together and figured that whatever was on that note, the youth would definitely know something about it. "What does it say?" he repeated, this time toward Osseus. Unlike with the older elf, the look on the shaman's face wasn't one of resentment, scorn, or even curiosity anymore. He was just plain ol' confused. |
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Post by Emily on Feb 15, 2016 17:07:41 GMT -6
Galystris looked over at everyone there. She knew...she didn't really belong here. The guild bond was so strong, and she was just...there. She smiled mournfully to herself, regretting not talking to everyone there. But...she only came to destroy the threat that killed everyone she loved. Well...she got was she asked for, and nothing more. Ice mages don't make friends anyways. There were so may people she wanted to talk to...there were so many friends she wanted to make. She wanted to laugh, she wanted to actually smile. But why? Why would she even care about that? She helped accomplish something she couldn't even dream of. But she felt...unfullfilled... And she knew why. Everybody she loved was dead, and she had made no friends here. Who would cry if she died? No one. She fulfilled her purpose in this world. There was no reason to continue on. Galystris knew what she was worth now. ![]()  She helped in battle, and now her work was done. Her life would mean nothing from then on. Nobody cared for her. And nobody will. She knew it. And at no fault but her own. She felt so happy until she realized, that her one opportunity to actually live slipped away from her, at no one's fault but her own. It's time to leave. {Spoiler - Click to View}
((You can still interact with her, but i think this rp is gonna stay mostly dead, so if i leave it on this note it can seem like she left if nobody interacts with her.)) |
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