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Post by LadyAurablade on Oct 22, 2015 18:45:46 GMT -6
Altheron woke up between Daryn and the elf he now knew was named "Enoch" and stretched his lanky arms up to the sky. Holding that position, he stared at the sky in complete wonder. The morning skies on Earth were always beautiful to him. He watched as the few clouds moved slowly across his field of vision, slightly changing shape as the wind rolled by. Finishing his stretch, he ran the fingers on one hand through his hair to set it back into its original orientation while the other one reached for his hat. Looking around through his weary eye, it seemed that only Alroth and Rezza seemed to be awake and ready for training. Daryn and Enoch were out cold. Altheron took it upon himself to wake them. With one hand on each body, he shook them as hard as he possibly could, completely un-afraid of the events that would ensue after they woke.
"Get up get up get up get up get up........."
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Post by ChibiGissy on Oct 22, 2015 19:00:58 GMT -6
Mimisko woke up from the ground woke up from sleeping on the ground. She use her cloak-jacket as a cover. Thankfully, being the type of Fire Mage she is, Mimisko was able to keep warm, even when campfire was getting weaker.
She yawn and silently said
"Good Morning everyone."
Mimisko got up and stretched because it was a pain sleeping on the ground.
Mimisko have this little beg but it was filled with Gogantas. She took one and ate it.
((Gogantas are this extremely hot chilly peppers that is required for the Lunania Clan to take every morning in order to keep up with the fire.))
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Post by titee on Oct 22, 2015 19:24:30 GMT -6
Manasa rolled over as she slowly awoke from her long night of tossing and turning. Before going to sleep, she briefly scavenged the village for pillow or blankets or anything at all that would make the cold, hard ground more comfortable to sleep on, though it was of little use. Manasa was used to sleeping in a luxurious mountain of pillows, sprawled out like a princess and greeted each morning by the warm rays of the sun. Instead, chilly winds were what finally broke Manasa away from her attempt at sleeping. The vishkanyan rubbed her tired eyes as her teeth chattered. To most of the guild the lower temperature would not have been of much or any concern, but the cold was a completely new experience to Manasa.
Manasa noticed a small note placed beside her.
She read the letter with a confused look on her face, unsure of how to react. Her gut reaction was to try and go after him, though she might be unwanted... for now she put the note away in her rucksack and straightened herself the best she could without a mirror or brush- one of the main things she needed- and the looked around camp. The Enchanted armor was over by the weapon pile she brought out, maybe they had a better gauge on how good any of it was. Manasa approach them while doing her best to not look disheveled or tired.
"How are they? Worth looking through?"
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Post by schribbit on Oct 22, 2015 19:26:37 GMT -6
" Get up get up get up get up get up........."Driven awake by a mantra of speech, Daryn rolled over and groaned. "I don't want to get up," she sighed, yet she got up directly after her statement. She saw that it was Altheron who woke her up, and noticed he was once again too close for comfort. Was he right there all night?Shuddering, she made her way to her half-hollowed shell she had worked on the day before. Her muscles ached from combat, but it was nothing she couldn't live through. As she began carving away at the remains of the carcass inside the shell, events from the previous night came back to her mind. Dammit. That rock-toss was supposed to be funny. I was totally gonna blame Enoch for it, but when he took the blame himself, that ruined all the fun. She sighed, her carving getting a bit angrier after those thoughts. Guess it was pretty funny when Kama realized what happened, but Manasa looked really hurt.She grumbled as her angry thoughts helped her finish carving. She then trimmed the shell to a size that would better fit her torso, and with some animal skins she had been saving, attached straps. That was it. She was finally finished. A proper breastplate for the next battle. Looking up to see Manasa, she saw a pile of weapons that she had not noticed the day before. What the hell?! After all this work, it was this easy? she looked down at her fearen breastplate. Whatever. This one makes me look way cooler anyway. She approached the pile and took a few of the smaller knives. There were no other swords that felt good enough to wield for Daryn, so that was that. She attached two knives to her belt and put one in her pack. She gave a short wave to Manasa, whom she really didn't want to talk to right now due to the guilt in the back of her mind, and trotted back to her place near the campfire. Rather unfortunately, Altheron was still there. It didn't matter, though, because all Daryn wanted was to relax. Not communicate. |
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Post by not u on Oct 22, 2015 19:44:34 GMT -6
" Get up get up get up get up get up........."Enoch grunted and thrust his arm upwards at the offending force jostling him awake, rolling up into a sitting position and rubbing his face. "Give me a minute..." His body was aching from battle yesterday, and he couldn't help but slump forward slightly as he waited to wake up a bit more. "Morning already, huh," he mumbled, glancing over at the shaman who had shaken him awake. Altheron his name was, right? He yawned one more time before forcing himself to his feet, stretching a bit, noticing Daryn working on some kind of... Fearen armor? Interesting idea.Enoch glanced down at his own lack of armor tattered robes and frowned a bit. If he'd had a proper breastplate, that entire ordeal he'd gone through during battle would have been completely avoided. He shuddered a bit and scanned the destroyed village, which was littered with corpses of villagers and soldiers alike. Glancing back at the shaman once again, he offered, "I'm going to go scavenge some armor. Want to come?" |
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Post by Allie on Oct 22, 2015 19:49:44 GMT -6
Waking up in the morning was always a pain, especially with the horrible decision making he had to live with after the drink. Thankfully, any hangover that occured would be mild considering how much he actually drank. He turned his head sleepily to see a stash of all kinds of weapons that were sitting there. His eyes twitched and his hands started shaking profusely with the unstoppable temptation of taking all of the knives he could get and running off to sell them off in exchange for more food and water. But a reality confronted him. A reality in the form of sleeping faces of those that helped him throughout his day of self discovery, and maybe his few weeks of training and getting better equipment.
With that resolve, he only took one knife out of the pile, perfectly fitting in with the rest of his collection. Then again, he hadn't sharpened them in a while.... maybe the vomiting blacksmith could help him out with that. A few memories from that night remained, particularly the story about the Northern Lights. Hearing about them filled him with an almost childish joy, since he could never be able to venture outside for long. He scooted over to Enoch's position as got up from the ground and poked at him.
"H-hey. I want to know more about those northern light thingies," He sleepily suggested.
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Post by Melancholicdoves on Oct 22, 2015 20:12:11 GMT -6
Gaynor was awake before anyone else at this time, she had a habit of always waking up before the sun did. It was something she always did, even before everything went to hell. She listened to Kama announce his plan of action before deciding to actually start moving-- not like there is much to as this time anyway. With a small amount of hesitation, she stood to her feet and stretched her arms behind her back, groaning a bit from how stiff her muscles were.
Not only that, the drinks she splurged on last night must have made her doze off before she was able to take them off. They made her shoulders and midsection feel sore moreso.
While Kama had the right intentions of having everyone train today, Gaynor decided to take this particular day as a day of rest and recuperation before continuing onward.
The day started first with removing her armor and letting her hair down, allowing it to aid her scarf in keeping her neck warm from the cold. She piled up her belongings and set them against the wall while she roamed the area, the first thought that entered her mind was a place where she could wash up. The dirt and blood from the previous battle left her in a rather...undesirable state.
'Most towns are built near rivers or lakes, maybe I could find one nearby' she thought, eyeing the forest. She made her way there, hoping to find what she was searching for.
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Post by LadyAurablade on Oct 22, 2015 20:15:08 GMT -6
He yawned one more time before forcing himself to his feet, stretching a bit, noticing Daryn working on some kind of... Fearen armor? Interesting idea.Enoch glanced down at his own lack of armor tattered robes and frowned a bit. If he'd had a proper breastplate, that entire ordeal he'd gone through during battle would have been completely avoided. He shuddered a bit and scanned the destroyed village, which was littered with corpses of villagers and soldiers alike. Glancing back at the shaman once again, he offered, "I'm going to go scavenge some armor. Want to come?" "Sure!", the shaman beamed in pure excitement. He watched earlier how Daryn quickly fastened a breastplate for herself, and even though he wanted to ask her how she learned to make it, something about the way she woke up diminished his curiosity. I guess she is still tired, he assumed. Just as he was about to stand up to join Enoch, he noticed Osseus drowsily poking the priest. "H-hey. I want to know more about those northern light thingies," He sleepily suggested. "Yes... what are they, Enoch? I was not able to say it before, but I would also like to travel." |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Oct 22, 2015 20:31:10 GMT -6
Rylan had headed up river while most of the guild was asleep. He was hoping to find ingredients, like mushrooms, leaves and certain plants and stones, and was having luck. With each ingredient he found, he stowed them away in his pockets, noticing the pockets starting to get a bit over-filled.
I'll have to sew on some bigger pockets....
Rylan leaned toward the river to reach for fungus growing around it when he caught his own reflection in the water. Blood and dirt was caked onto his face, and his hair had grown so much lighter since the day before. He recoiled in digust. He truly needed to wash up, so that's what he intended to do. He got up from the ground and continued moving up stream until he stumbled upon a small pond.
"Hmmm...well, I guess this will work, for the time being..."
Rylan peered around to make sure nobody was around to see him. When he had confirmed there was no one in sight, he stripped down and dipped into the pond. An immediate chill shot up his body. It was a cold day, and the pond certainly wasn't any warmer. At least, if Rylan wasn't awake fully, he definitely was now. The pond wasn't particularly deep, about up to his waist, but considering the man was 6'0", this would work decently for the others. He made a mental note to tell the camp once he had finished bathing. He dove completely underwater and began scrubbing out his hair and getting the blood and dirt off of his skin.
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Post by not u on Oct 22, 2015 20:57:12 GMT -6
"H-hey. I want to know more about those northern light thingies," He sleepily suggested. "Yes... what are they, Enoch? I was not able to say it before, but I would also like to travel." Enoch looked down at Osseus and Altheron in surprise, tilting his head towards the rest of the town. "We can scavenge and talk, if you don't mind? I need to search for some armor." He gestured for the two of them to walk with him and started his trek through the destroyed town, hoping they'd follow as he went from corpse to armored corpse. He began recounting the his experience in more detail. "The northern lights or the aurora are a beautiful phenomenon occurs in the northernmost reaches of Ignis," he said, checking the size of a chest plate he found. "In fact, if you want to see them, you could probably head straight north anywhere in the world and you'll eventually see them. The entire sky fills with glowing lights of the entire spectrum of colors. It's, for lack of a better word, magical." Enoch checked another corpse's armor. Too small
"When in an area like the ice canyons, the clear ice bends and reflects the light. The entire area, normally stark white with ice and snow, sparkles with color." He sighed and stepped back from another corpse. Too big.
"Does that satisfy your curiosity a little?" he asked, smiling a bit. He was pleasantly surprised by their interest. |
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Post by Melancholicdoves on Oct 22, 2015 21:19:35 GMT -6
After some searching, Gaynor stumbled upon a small flowing creek which seemed to lead to a larger body of water. Thankfully, as she had thought, finding the tolerable place to wash up wasn't that much of a journey. She ran her fingers through her hair, yawning, as she followed the creek down to a nice looking pond. Rylan peered around to make sure nobody was around to see him. When he had confirmed there was no one in sight, he stripped down and dipped into the pond. An immediate chill shot up his body. It was a cold day, and the pond certainly wasn't any warmer. At least, if Rylan wasn't awake fully, he definitely was now. The pond wasn't particularly deep, about up to his waist, but considering the man was 6'0", this would work decently for the others. He made a mental note to tell the camp once he had finished bathing. He dove completely underwater and began scrubbing out his hair and getting the blood and dirt off of his skin. Once the full pond was in sight, she noted the ripples being made. Fish was her favorite meal, so the possibility of coming across an active lake full of them was nothing short of a miracle! She was still a bit peckish from the night prior, so spearing a fish to heat up for breakfast was a great idea. Once she spotted what appeared to be a school of light green fish, she formed a spear with her fire and threw it into the water, her aim wasn't much, but she hopped she's snag something.
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Post by norimo on Oct 22, 2015 21:19:57 GMT -6
Ooro had retreated back to the woods for her rest, as they were still nearby and provided access to her stashes. She had huddled up in an animal skin blanket for warmth that night before folding it up and tucking it away safely in the morning. She stretched her arms and legs one at a time, inhaling deeply before setting off again. While walking, she couldn't shake the feeling she felt... bare. Though she knew why she felt that way, she was trying to shake off the feeling regardless. Truthfully, Ooro had missed her cloak. It got much too torn up in the last battle, and was reduced to barely anything. When she arrived at the campfire last night, she saw Altheron had tied the scraps around his hat. The fact made her a bit flattered that he kept it as a memento, but it was also possible that he just fancied the color and decided to hold onto it as well.
Upon arriving back, she noticed a group of familiar faces surveying the area. Enoch, Altheron, and... Osseus? What were they doing? She could see Enoch shifting through the belongings on the bodies that laid scattered. She quirked her ear, as to try to hear them better. Enoch was speaking to them about something he encountered on his travels, but was making disgruntled faces as he shook off the armor he shuffled through.
Is he trying to find something?
Ooro raised an eyebrow- they could've asked her for help. She considered herself rather skilled at scavenging and even informed the time mage of it earlier. Slowly, her feet sauntered over to the group and followed them for a brief moment, before opening her mouth to speak.
"Do you need help? You look like you're trying to find something, and if that's the case, I think I could be of assistance," her eyes focused on them. "Just tell me what you're looking for."
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Post by ChibiGissy on Oct 22, 2015 21:29:18 GMT -6
Once she finished with finished her goganta, Mimisko felt more powerful within herself. She does feel a little nervous about what's gonna happen today but it's going to be too unprepared compared to the first time. She's gonna stay put and help the guild at the start this time.
"I will do my best this time!"
Mimisko train for a bit (Like shooting targets with fire arrows.) and then she rested for a few minutes.
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Oct 22, 2015 21:34:12 GMT -6
Rylan stayed under for quite some time, trying to ensure he got all the dirt and blood off of himself.
Suddenly, a spear of fire landed right in front of Rylan's face, not hitting him, but boiling the water surrounding him. He inhaled, not from pain, but rather from the fear that someone or something was attacking him, and he began to choke on the water. Rylan shot up out of the water, hacking and coughing, trying to get the water out of his lungs. His chest was in immense pain and he was trying to catch his breath. He looked up towards what attacked him, preparing for it to be a fearen, when he noticed it was the woman he had spoke to at the church, Gaynor.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?!? YOU NEARLY HIT ME IN THE HEAD!!!"
He was furious with Gaynor, and an awkward silence ensued. When Rylan realized he was standing naked, screaming at this woman, his face lit up like a firework and he plunged the rest of his body underwater, leaving his head sticking out.
"T-TURN AWAY! I'M TRYING TO B-BATHE, FOR YAKOSHI'S SAKE!!"
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Post by not u on Oct 22, 2015 21:42:33 GMT -6
"Do you need help? You look like you're trying to find something, and if that's the case, I think I could be of assistance," her eyes focused on them. "Just tell me what you're looking for." Enoch looked up at Ooro as she joined them, eyes lighting up a bit. I nearly forgot she was a scavenger! He stood up quickly and nodded to her. "Thank you. I personally am looking for some armor. Most importantly a breastplate that would fit," He gestured to the large tears in his robe across his torso, "Shoulderplates would be the next best thing. If you could assist me that would be most appreciated. I haven't had much luck yet," he sighed, peering down at the corpse he'd just rifled through. He glanced over at Altheron and Osseus curiously, unsure if they needed to scavenge anything for themselves. |
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