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[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"I wasn't tired of my own kind.. I just thought it'd be best if i just stayed away from others\" *So he wouldn't be tempted to drink blood was left unsaid but still, it's for the best and he knew it who would want a monster for a neighbor anyway? A monster that didn't have any qualms with murdering people if it meant his secret won't be spread to the public..*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"And why's that?\"*She questioned with mild annoyance. Thinking this and thinking that. She was starting to think that Elves think too much for their own good at this point. Now an elf thinks they are better off away from their kind. How selfish of them.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He thought about it for a while ever since her arrival that, maybe he should reveal his secret to this fox lady, it's not like she has anyone to blab to this about and he could always just kill her in her sleep if she tried anything... And it might release some tension.. Keyword might, so why not take a leap of faith for once* \"Can you promise me something before i answer your question?\" *He asks staring at her with a blank stare* \"It's better for both of us if you don't tell anyone about the things I'm going to tell you.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The fox looked at him in exasperation. She didn't get the point of all this build up just for him to answer the question. What kind of secret could he possibly care this much about? The fox gave a shrug of her shoulders.*\"Who am I going to tell? Your birds? The other nonexistent foxes in the forest? The elves that drove off said foxes? There's not exactly a plethora of those I can talk to out here.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "No, no.. I am simply ashamed of walking in villages so... Casually.. I suppose that I am not used to..\n***-Inichi would have been looking at the ground, being not really used to being inside of villages, and walking around casually, she simply felt shame, she was also confused about where would they get food and anything to drink, as most of the buildings were on the trees, she noticed somewhat of stairs going up to all the connections on the trees, pointing there, she would have spoken up once again, to inform Alexi-**\nLook, Alexi." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Don't be ashamed, we are only passing through, so I doubt they mind\"\n*Alex continued casually walking on down the path and through the small village, his target was the capital of south Solaria, Wakame if he wasn't mistaken. It may be a bit of a long walk there, but it wasn't anything for he or Inch to fret about. He knew that he was doing after all. When Inch has pointed something out and told him to look, Alex did though he wasn't too sure on what he was supposed to be looking at*\n\"Hm?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The stairs... They lead to theese buildings on the trees, right..?\n***-Inichi has been once again confused as why Alexi did not notice the stairs, even tough, she decided to answer him, giving the answer she thought about checkingnthe place, tough since she did not want to push anything, she has decided to not speak much of going anywhere-**\nSo.. Where do we go next?" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"My best guess is that we just follow this path, it should lead us to Wakame\"\n*Alex sounded just as calm as ever, he had not a reason to fret after all. They may have been short on supplies, but they had nature's bounty all around them, they could easily forage for food or hunt or anything like that if their little trip got dire. He did wonder how long it would take for them to arrive at their destination though, maybe it would take a day or even two. He wasn't sure, but Alex once again didn't care for he had all the time in the world*\n\"I can't say I know how long it will take though\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*-Inichi has been a bit dissapointed that she had no chance to walk and check out the buildings, tough she did not express it, due to being a polite person, continuing, they had supposedly walked out of the village, maybe so, tough after so, Inichi would have started getting hungry, as her stomach would seem to make a low sound, turning her head to Alexi. \nShe would try to see if he noticed her being hungry, even so she spoke herself-\nAlexi... Uh... I'm hungry.." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I have some salted jerky if you want some, it should hold you over for a bit\"\n*Alexis aid this as he pulled off his pack, retrieving the pouch of meat that he had been eating earlier. He had also pulled out his canteen just in case that was needed as well. He then held the two items out to Inch and waited for her to grab them, he didn't want her starving after all*\n\"Eat as much as you want, you'll need the energy\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "***-Inichi has been quite glad about Alexi offering her the jerky, afterwards as she saw him pull out the canteen, She did want that too, firstly, she has taken the salted jerky, eating it, she has ate it up rather quick, a short moment after she finished the jerky, Inichi has taken the canteen, drinking some water to swallow better, giving Alexi back the canteen, she sighed with relief, a bit unsure, she would smile slightly towards him-**\nThank you for the food Alexi.." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"It's not a problem Inch\"\n*Alex saw not a single problem with Inch finishing off the food, she was hungry after all. What he did know was that they would soon need to restock eventually, which was also not a problem because Alex knew that he still had a decent bit of money saved up. All in all, Alex was decently well off for his line of work, he just needed to get to Wakame to start a map anew*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "After returning from Jellendi, Sirdan spent some time to relax, and decided to invite the bnuuy of the group - Yuuka, whom he has never talked to despite quite possibly picking her up randomly to join the mercenary group. \n\nSirdan invited her to a mid-range restaurants with promise of food and drinks, he would be waiting outside the restaurant, wearing a set of casual shirt and pants, with a sword held on his belt." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "After being invited out unexpectedly, Yuma had just come as she was normally, though only her sheathed sword was at her hip, since carrying a gun around was probably a bad idea.\n\nOnce she arrived, Yuma bowed to greet the Silurian. \"Good afternoon, Iran. Sorry for the wait. Is this the restaurant?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Sirdan would nod, speaking back to her in Silnarian. \n\n\"Indeed! Come sit down, I hope you enjoy Mentian food. If not, we can pick another place to eat at next time.\" \n\nHe would present a seat for her, and then pulled up the menu,\"I'm inviting you since we haven't talked much since you joined our party. I'd like to know more about you and how you ended up here and proficient with a gun. And maybe I can tell you more about myself too.\" \n\n\"We can starts by ordering some soup dumplings.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "It was a good thing that she spoke Silurian. If servanthood had done her any good, it was teaching her the language.\n\n\"Mention food? I'm sure it's good if you invited me to have it.\" \n\nShe followed Iran and took a seat as he presented the chair, but looked up curiously as he explained the purpose of their meeting. \"Oh, is that so? I suppose that I haven't talked much about it...\" \n\nAt the suggestion of dumplings, she gave a nod. \n\n\"I think that works. Um... What do you want to know about first, then?\" Aside from being open to the idea of sharing some details, the bunny seemed a little defensive with her tone. After all, she hadn't expected this, but more importantly, they barely talked up to that point, so she wondered how much she should be saying about everything." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Sirdan would be speaking back in Silnarian - his Silnarian is formal, a little bit stiff and full of Adoric words, a sign he's a somewhat fluent speaker of Adoric Silnarian but not the other dialects. \n\nThen he would order some food - it was delicious soup dupmplings served with ham, alongside delicious beef strongonaff and some pan-fried sausages. It was a very hearty meal. \n\n\"Hmm. I'd like to know how'd you end up as a mercenary in Kadho, and learning how to use an Arquebus. Arquebus was a relatively recent weapon after all - I've practised with bow, lance and magic all my life. So I'm curious.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Of course, her Silurian wasn't *Quite* As good, but she was still fluent, and spoke very politely rather than formally like he did. \n\nSince he had ordered the dumplings, she was content to not add any other food to their table for now, instead just asking for an ale to drink.\n\n\"Eh, we're starting there? Mmm... Well... Because of some circumstances, I had ended up in, I was in Upper Media for some time, but I needed new work and wanted to separate myself from my past, so I went as far away as possible... When I was going toward Solaria, I met a man who sold it to me. Before then, I was using a yard, a pike, to fight and make a little money, so... It was nice to have something with a little more range. I never really... Had too much time to practice with it, and that would have been expensive, but it didn't take long to get used to... And it's quite simple to use, despite how it seems. A-Ah, right. I never really knew where I was going too well, so I ended up following whatever work I could until I ended up in Radio... Not mercenary work, but, doing whatever I could.\"\n\nHer response was a little sheepish, perhaps dodging a few things, but she believed her answer was extensive enough to fully answer his question." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The two would be served with delicious, thirst-quenching barley ale, with a slight tone of sweetness. Sirdan would start drinking some of them. \n\nThe dumplings would be served first, filled with a delicious filling of pork flavored with parsley and garlic, served in a light broth. \n\n\"Hmm...\" Sirdan tried to understand her backstory - well, she was in Upper Mentia for some reason, and then... Something... And then a gun was acquired. Sirdan's brows furrowed a bit, trying to comprehend her story. After a minute, his expressions softened. \n\n\"Ah. I suppose there's part about yourself you don't want to say anything about yet. That's fine. Perhaps after another battle or two we can open up our hearts to each other.\" *Sirdan nodded,*\"You're good with the Arquebus. Have you considered learning any otherthing to go with it? Perhaps fighting in close range?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Yuma continued to speak as the food and drinks were served, though she quieted down or paused temporarily if she thought the servers could hear.\n\nOnce done, she began to nurse an ale while listening to what Iran had to say. Soon enough, she gave a thankful nod to him deciding not to dwell too deep, before putting down her cup and answering his next question.\n\n\"Well... I considered learning the sword, so I had one custom-made, and I considered learning the pike too, but... I'm not trained in either of them, so I haven't had the confidence to use them at all.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Sirdan started eating some of the dumplings, expecting Yuuka to do the same. The bunny must be starved for energy - he thought. \n\nSirdan held his hands together, taking in what Yuuka have said,\"Perhaps you could consider learning telekinesis - I can teach you the basics and you can develop it into a combat technique. It would enable you to be more versatile... And if not, carry an extra arquebus. Or shoot from behind cover.\" \n\nThen he waited for a moment,\"By the way, do you know Mentian well?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Yuma took a moment before taking one of the dumplings and eating it herself. At least she wasn't mimicking Iran, since she only did so after she had finished speaking, and she soon enough went for a second. \n\nOnce she finished chewing them up, though, she gave Iran a curious head tilt. \"Telekinesis? Isn't that a magic, though? If you could teach me, though, I would be very grateful... B-But, I don't know any Mention. Is that required somehow?\"\n\nThe question had come out of nowhere, so she wondered if there were some ritualistic chants needed." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Sirdan looked upon Yuuka with a bit of admiration, as if watching a baby speak for the first time as she ate the dumpling. He seemed genuinely happy. \n\n\"It is. I can teach you about Telekinesis. You can learn it to a minor degree easily without training and specializing in Arcane magic like I did.\" Sirdan then lifted a spoon without touching it,\"It can come in quite handy. At the most basic level you can expect to manipulate two objects remotely, like this.\" He started spinning the fork and spoon briefly, before one of the waiter looked at the spinning utensils and started blinking. Sirdan stopped. \n\n\"No, not really, but I've learned Mentian for trade and job purpose. I can start teaching you about it - and you will have plenty of chances to converse in Mentian anyhow... We can start with Army Mentian - a very simple vocabulary set used for war.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I see...\" She stopped altogether to listen to Iran explain, giving a few understanding nods along the way, and even was in awe at how he made the utensils move. \"That's amazing... I-I really would appreciate it if you would teach me, somehow...\"\n\nThey picked up another dumpling, and quickly it disappeared into her mouth, but as he now offered to teach Mention, she gave an ecstatic nod.\n\n\"C-Could you?! It's great if you don't need Mention for telekinesis, but... I-I'm sure it'd be great to know as well. What do you want in return?\"\n\n*How much did tutoring cost here, anyway?*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Sure. If you are proficient in Arcana magic, or had some kind of... Connectios to the Arcane. I'd be glad to teach you. If you wanted to learn about Divine Magic though, you'll have to ask Cuo or her spirits about that.\" \n\n*He chuckled and leaned forward, almost extending a hand to pat her ears, but stopped at the last moment.* \n\n\"Hmm. Well, I'll teach you Mentian for as long as we're fighting together for free. Afterward... We'll see. Maybe I can hire you as a retainer in my retinue.\" *He chuckled,*\"I've heard about firearms and how devastating they are. Someone to drill my men in using them might prove useful in the future.\" \n\n\"Alright. Let's start with those words... Hi... Hello..\" *Sirdan said, instructing her in how to read Mentian alphabet,*\"Do you know Silnarian?\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would brush his ways past the overgrown woodland, making his way through the forest in him heading towards the Mentian countries. Only recently had he completed his previous travels, though now he found himself winding right back where he started it. It would be wrong to say that this place didn't carry some memory in it, but it was but a faint thought that sat in the back of his mind with every branch that threatened to get in his way. With his starkness, it seemed every tree was out for him, but it was as easy a simple push out of the way.\n\nTerrel was in no rush. He had months of walking still ahead of him, and with the lack of companionship for the time being, he didn't have a reason to speed up his progress. For the first time in a long while, he found himself moving at his own pace. He'd keep his gaze ahead, half conscious of any potential dangers that a forest this large may carry. He didn't travel unprepared, far from it even. With the large sword he carried on top of his full plated armor, he would almost seem like a threat outside of the pig mask and red cloak he wore. It was a strange contradiction, but the Elf favored it in his attire.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He didn't know how long he's been running for, but he knows for a fact that his legs are exhausted from the strain of running through the forest terrain after stealing his latest prize. Nylon didn't mean to get caught during his heist, but it wasn't his fault he got a little too distracted on the way outside the exit, which ended with the owner spotting him and also spotting the small gem in his hand belonging to said owner, it ended with him running quickly out the window and straight towards the forest. You'd think after years of running from every possible threat he'd be used to it by now but nope! Slowing down he leaned against a tree for support as he caught his breath, before he heard heavy footsteps and a single glimpse of a person that he quickly hid in the nearby bush trying to get a glimpse of the mysterious figure while also keeping hidden so he wouldn't be on the receiving end of a sword.\n\nPeeking bit Nylon spots an elf with a pig mask and red cloaked attire, he thought it was a bit weird but then again he would be a hypocrite for saying such since he's technically wearing a raccoon cloak and tail, but that's not the thing he should be focusing on but instead the large sword the mysterious elf carried alongside him which ok was very intimidating, but he's not going to cave in from just a sword- as quickly as his pride came in flourish also came the loud snap of a twig he accidentally stepped on alarming him* \"Oh no-\" *He quickly shuts his mouth with his hands and looks towards the elf with the pig mask watching for his reaction and maybe Nylon is pissing his pants bit, but nobody has to know that.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would come to a slow stop at the sound of a twig snapping unlike his own, pausing for a moment as if he were listening out for something. He'd have assumed it to be some random forest animal if not for the quiet words that soon followed the noise. It seemed he wasn't alone out in the forest. Turning his gaze in the direction the sound had come from, he'd squint slightly, not making out who it was with all the forestry that surrounded them, but knowing enough to have a general direction. Were they some bandit? Another traveler? A forest dweller? It could have been all for he had encountered each of them before. The sudden silence afterwards didn't seem to help his case, but the Elf didn't see them as much as a threat.*\n\n\"Come on out.\"*He'd say in his naturally low tone of voice.*\"I'm not a huntsman.\"*The term could have applied whether the person was just a wild animal or not.*\"Unless you want to make it a chase, but I can guarantee no one wants to try their chances racing a hog.\"*He'd bring his arms into his cloak, his mild attempt at appearing more passive in him waiting for a response. The Elf didn't really plan on chasing the person away, simply letting them feel under threat enough to run if they so choose to. And if they chose to fight? Well the Elf had his hand near his hilt if it ever came down to it.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Sweating bullets by the second Nylon reflected on those words the mysterious elf had said, He's definitely not going to win a foot race against this guy. And he's definitely not going to win a fight with him either not with that large of a sword the elf is wielding, though he never had any conflict on his adventures through the years there were some close calls ending in a few bruises and large cuts, but this? He's definitely going to get sliced in half and in this situation, and it'll end in him on the ground blood pooling everywhere, and he's not ready to die yet-.* \n\n*So after some reconsideration he raises himself and away from his hiding spot and for good measures with a dagger towards his opponent. His brows furrowed, eyes looking towards the mask and slightly flickering towards the swords, sweating nervously* \"Are you sure your not going to slice me in half with that thing?\" *He gestures to the sword.*\n\n\"I wouldn't fancy myself getting sliced in the middle of a forest by someone I barely knew you know?\" *Though voice slightly shaky he manages to put up a brave facade, he can definitely take this guy if he needed-totally! Definitely. He gives a strained smile waiting for a reaction.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would eye the newcomer, his gaze traveling to the person's get up before eventually falling upon the dagger he pointed out towards him. He'd let out a huff of amusement as he'd look down at Xylon. Maybe he wasn't anything more than a Forest Dweller. A strange one at best in him wearing a raccoon tail atop his outfit. Terrel supposed he couldn't be the one to talk though. In him asking if he was planning on attacking him, Terrel would allow a light grin to form at the corner of his mouth.*\n\n\"That depends. You're not planning on giving me a paper-cut with that dagger are you?\"*He'd say with a chuckle.*\"I won't unsheathe my weapon unless you put up a fight, but I'm guessing that's not what you're here for, is it?\"*Terrel supposed there was the chance of there always being a paid assassin about, but who'd want to send one after him anyways? Besides, the raccoon person looked like hardly more than a kid and if that's who they were paying, it seemed he had a bit to catch up on.*\n\n\"What are you doing out in the forest by yourself, kid?\"*He'd ask him.*\"It takes more than a dagger and a small bout of courage to survive half the things this place throws your way.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He scoffs a bit, really? A kid joke? Man this guy needs to learn to throw better insults, but he won't poke a sleeping bear even if it meant he gets a shiny reward in return, he slowly lowered the dagger though still keeping it in his hand in case he'll need to fight.* \n\n\"First off I'm not a kid old man, and secondly I came here to hide bit why is none of your business, and for your information this dagger has served me well over the years by killing or severely injuring those who has crossed my path!\" *He says with a small puff of his chest* \"Now it's my turn, what's your name, and what are *You* Doing here alone in the forest? You got a body to bury or something?\"\n\n*He eyes him suspiciously, this guy is definitely not going to be easy to beat down but with a few one-liners and random zipping around him maybe he'll get the chance to swiftly knock him off his feet... Though for now he'll play the long game.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He'd look the person up and down, saying casually:*\"Could have fooled me.\"*The Elf didn't care much for the old man comment, knowing very well that in Elven years neither of them came close to the title. Maybe it was his boisterousness or overconfidence that caused Terrel to find amusement in the man's bragging. At least he had his hobbies down packed even if his feistiness left him confessing more than a person of his 'profession' would have thought to be logical. So he was some kind of murderer on the loose? Or at least a wannabe one. Terrel couldn't see this person killing much more than the local rat infestation.\n\nIn being asked if he was out here having a body to burry, he'd look at Xylon, saying:*\"I might be considering it.\"*With a light stretch, followed by a scratch to the back of his head, he'd hold a gloved hand out towards the raccoon person in greeting.*\"Name's Terrel. At least formerly. I can also be referred to as hog, pigman, swine, you can probably guess the rest.\"\n\n*Drawing his hand back to his cloak, he'd say:*\"Since it seems like we're doing a whole introduction to each other, what's your name kid? And what parents do I have to send for about their missing child?\"*Weak insult or not, Terrel found amusement in jabbing at him with the Raccoon's over confidence.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*At the mention of the word \"Parents\" His overconfident and boisterous facade dropped instantly like a rock that has been dropped from a high cliff, and he dropped the dagger by accident, he instantly picked it back up trying to hold himself together whilst trying to look as normal as possible and not seem like he just shattered for a second before replying* \"Well nice to meet you Mr. Terra pretty large array of nicknames ya got there, the names Nylon and I don't think you would be sending me off with a missing children poster tapped to my face anytime soon.\"\n\n*Hopefully he wouldn't notice the misstep, he didn't need pity from a stranger! He's been working just fine on his own and managing well for himself, if you could call stealing something worth being proud of, but he didn't care about that.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Alright let's just say I *Might* Have lied to you abit during our time together, well not \"A bit\" I lied about almost everything to you during this time\" *He starts, hands fidgeting slightly* \"Like me being just any ol' elf out in the woods, in actuality I'm a monster parading as a normal elf and living in relative isolation so I wouldn't be tempted to hurt or kill the people I love, I thought it was a solid plan! I wouldn't have to accidentally hurt anyone but haha! Nope! That backfired quick- and now there's at least 20 dead bodies buried near this property because they found out my secret and decided to freak out about it!\" *He laughs exasperatedly looking just a little crazy... Just a little* \"I was so scared of having this horrid secret be revealed that I killed them without thinking! That horrid secret is that I got bit by a vampire and now I got turned into one which hey in hindsight i shouldn't have even gone to that part of town that night but nooo i thought If i took a shortcut it would've saved me so much time—\" *He rambled on before stopping briefly to take a breath* \"And now.. You know my secret\" *He speaks again eyes staring unblinkingly at the fox, definitely not thinking of beating her over the head with a shovel again then drag her body to be buried just like the rest... Or maybe he's just paranoid... Ok that's a stretch he's always paranoid.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The fox stared at him, slowly blinking one eye at a time. She hardly understood what half of that meant, figuring it to be some bad translation in this Elf or non Elf's tongue. The fox had no clue what he meant about vampires or being some monster scared of hurting loved ones. It was a wonder of how this guy even had loved ones to begin with.*\"You're crazy...\"*She said bluntly to him before going back to resting her head on her paws. The fox could hardly believe this elf was so paranoid about this secret that he supposedly killed people for it. No wonder he smelled like death when she showed up.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Nooo ya think so? I thought I wasn't being obvious enough\" *He replied sarcastically to her response, ok he's starting to think he probably should've killed her when they met but sadly he didn't act on those urges, it helps slightly that she definitely has no one to tell this to and even if she did nobody would believe her! And he feels slightly relieved at letting out such a secret maybe he should do this more often with the farm animals instead of bottling it up for so long.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well at least your open to admitting it.\"*She said casually.*\"I hardly know what all this vampire monster stuff means, but it just sounds like some kind of nursery tale they warn pups of so we wouldn't wander off of something. I think you've been hanging out in the wild for too long.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"That's what i thought, until I actually got bit and had to live with it ever since\" *He replied back just a pinch annoyed* \"I mean you don't exactly see elves with elongated teeth and the constant thirst for blood just running around now do ya?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She squinted at him for a moment then eventually shrugged.*\"I don't know... You guys all seem the same to me.\"*The fox took a moment to stretch before coming to rest her head on her paw.*\"Are you sure you're not overreacting a bit?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Nope, I wished everynight that this was all just some terrible dream I keep forgetting to wake up from\" *He responded with a deadpan expression before contemplating her last sentence* \"Definitely not overreacting, a little paranoid yes but overreacting is a stretch.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Little is an understatement...\"*She uttered under her breath.*\"Well if there's some way to become this vampire thing... Isn't there some way to stop being one...? Sounds like some kind of sickness going around... Surely you have some herb people that know cures.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Yes an understatement i know\" *He rolled his eyes before replying again* \"No none that i know of, then again i haven't gotten out of here in a long time so i might be mistaken...\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She snorted.*\"Then why don't you go out and find one? It's like you're just waiting to die out here. At least us foxes know to go to the herbal ones to treat our sicknesses. They wouldn't ever abandon someone that's ill.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I might have hoped for that option but it hasn't happened yet, and i would prefer the previous option rather than burden others because of my inability to see danger.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"By the gods I knew you were crazy... I didn't think you were stupid too...\"*She said with a roll of her eyes.*\"Did you even bother trying to find one or did you just come out here to sulk for who knows how long?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I tried to find one- for like afew years! Then when i found no trace of a cure i just accepted my fate!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She swiped at his face with her paw.*\"Wrong. You just gave up.\"*The fox said back to him.*\"Here I am thinking that elves were all big and powerful with their fancy tools and complex thinking. But it seems like they shut down the moment the going gets tough. You think surviving out here is so easy? We don't have all those big camps and easy herbs, and sitting duck food like you guys have. Heck leaf bare would be here soon and that's the last thing any of us look forward too, but we troop on regardless. You on the other hand somehow managed to become so scared of yourself and your kind that you dug yourself into a hole to die in. Probably in the literal sense since you smell like just that.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Hey it's all just me stop clumping me with the rest of them\" *He says exasperatedly* \"I understand that you might have prejudice against elves for good reasons but come on! I don't talk to you as if you're just like every fox person I've come across and assume you work just like the rest\" *He huffs* \"And yes i know how hard it is to live out here it's not like I've been here for only a few days, it took a long time and more than afew stolen items i managed to find when i don't have the money.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I doubt you've even seen another fox person.\"*She said with a huff.*\"There are not common around here as you think, so consider me different in that regard. It's the only way we'd be able to communicate, not that I get anything out of it. Honestly clumping you with the other elves should be seen as a complement. The stuff you tell me only make your perceived sanity go downhill in my eyes. I'd kick you out of here for the better of both worlds if I could, but unfortunately your people have driven all mines away, so what could I do.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah from the way you're saying it clumping me with the same people that had to physical drive your people out of this forest sounds like a *Real* Compliment\" *He replied sarcastically once more* \"I mean instead of kicking me out you could just live here instead of going back to the unforgiving forest, it's safe from predators, there's lots of food, there's always a warm place to sleep and you won't have to worry about a single thing because everything would just be there already\" *He shrugs.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh yeah? And how can you expect me to trust you if you can't even trust yourself?\"*She jabbed back, tilting her head in question of him.*\"This place makes a fine nest for when the weather gets bad, but the moment green leaf returns, I'm out of here.\"*The fox pouted slightly.*\"None deserve to live this luxuriously. It's hardly living at all.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Well you wouldn't have to trust me i don't expect you to either after this anyway, and i haven't had weather problems that could gets bad enough to unleash something catastrophic, also what the heck is green leaf???\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You clearly haven't been out here long enough if you haven't seen the worst of the weather.\"*She said with a light tut. At the question of green leaf, she took a moment to think over the mistranslation.*\"You know when it starts getting warm again after all the snow goes away and the plants start to grow back.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Ohh you meant spring, alright then\" *He shrugs again* \"Though my invitation still stands you can come over when you please i won't really care either way\" *He replied getting up from his seating position standing up.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Elf words...\"*She muttered at his correction. With him saying that she could come and go whenever she wanted and soon getting up right after, she turned her head away from him.*\"Maybe I will.\"*She said in return. The fox eventually returned to her fox form and walked away from the now-cold sunning spot. She stared out into the forest for a short while before turning away and going into the den she had made for herself. It was small so for a while her tail remained sticking out from it before she burrowed deeper into the wooden shelter and curled herself up into a ball to rest.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He stares at the mini den for a while until he goes back inside and shuts the door, going upstairs then making sure he's appropriately dressed before laying down in bed contemplating what the hell just happened... ALSO SHE KEPT TELLING HIM HE STINKS WHICH I'M SORRY THAT'S NOT TRUE— ok he should just sleep away the day it's not like he has anything to look forward to anyway other than a fox that decided to butt into his life without warning.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Hmm..\n***-Inichi has been wondering why was Alexi not making a map of this region yet, with only in mind that Alexi possibly had such a good memory to remember the places perfectly after seeing them, not wanting to ask him, Inichi focused on the path they were going, continuing on the path she wondered when they would arrive to the required place Alexi was leading to, looking at the sky, then at the trees, out of boredroom so and so, she continued walking-**" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Alex didn't have a stellar memory, he had one good enough for his line of work, but he definitely couldn't remember all of his experiences. He also had a hard time remembering places that he had never been to... Due to obvious reasons of course. Alex hadn't ever been to south Solaria, making this place extremely unknown to him. He also had another map that he needed to finish before he moved on to making on of this region, so he decided on waiting a bit to do that. He also continued to follow this path, taking in all the sights as he did so*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Are we... Getting anywhere.. Or um, are you unsure where to go too?\n***-Inochi has been unsure of the route, only beliwvong on the path that has been taking them somewhere as they kept walking, continuing the path by said route, about theese continuing minutes she was watching alot of surroindings, as less or more time has been passing she didnt seem to know if they were close to leaving the forest -**" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Don't be so quick to doubt this path Inch, not every place is super close together... It just may take some time to get there.\"\n*Alex guesses that it could be a minimum of a day that they would be walking, he had been on paths like this many times before and the fact that it was worn down so much from use reinforced the fact that it was the right one to Wakame. He had no problem with walking it as he had done similar things many times before, he knew his stuff after all. He did know that the end of the forest was coming up though as the amount of light hitting them started to steadily increasing right up until they hit the edge of the forest and entered a set of treeless plains. This was definitely a good sign for Alex so he continued walking on, slowly but surely getting lost in his own thoughts*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Oh... Uh..\n***-Inichi has been continuing to walk, for some time now, being rather negative about the forest, tough it was unusual, she was not usually wanting to go somewhere, rather, she usually preffered to stay at one place, making her a bit unpatient at such situation, as they walked onto the plain lands, she felt a bit reliefed, looking around, she saw as it was pretty bright, which was a bit enthusiastic for her, thinking about the brightnes, for some reason as she was not really seeing bright days due to her staying in forests many times-**" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Anyway, how are you holding up?\"\n*Alex wanted to make sure that Inch was doing okay, he didn't want her feeling ill or anything like that now that they were traveling and all. He also didn't want her to be hungry or thirsty or anything of that sort as well, those kinds of things were just problems that he would rather not want to deal with, but he would if needed.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Oh, uh... I'm pretty good today.. I also am not hungry nor thirsty, I feel nice.. And, how are you?..\n***-Inichi has been rather better than usual as she was rested well, ate and drunk as well as she has not been alone for anytime, either way, she was cuorious about how Alexi was doing, she has been cuorious herself, asking him right after she answered, which she would not have asked much people due to not trusting others-**" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm doing pretty good, nothing much to really complain about here\"\n*Alex was also doing quite well, seeing as he had satisfied all his needs a bit earlier. He had also noticed that his wound was started to heal up a bit so that was also a good sign. For now though it seemed like they were just one merry party, which drew a chuckle from him as he hadn't been in a well off partnership in quite a bit*\n\"I got to say, this is the first time I've traveled with someone else in quite a long time\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "I see.. That's nice, where were we going to again..?\n***-Inichi, at the current moment has put her hand in the bag, she had taken out a knife, simply inspecting it, holding the handle with her left and the blade with her right, she was simply looking at it, afterwards she has turned to Alexi, she has held the knife with her left hand, while her right arm was up at level of height near the knife -**\nAlexi, also... Uh, while Ive met before two people.. They taught me some hand techniques, also I have learnt an ability then, so uh.. Could you look?\n**-After that, Inichis right arm has turned black, with the veins quite much seeming to be glowing blue, due to that, the mattern of her arm apperance looked like same as her colors of the horns, making the arm quite spiky too then-**\n[Mana - 20]\nWhat do you think?.." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Alex watched as Inch's arm turned black with spikes forming all over it, he had no clue what it meant, but he had to admit that it was a fairly intimidating to watch. He wished that he had abilities like hers, but he wasn't as fortunate nor as lucky... He only had one, and he couldn't use it at the moment because he had eyes on himself. That didn't matter though, he gave a smile to Inch as she showed off her ability. He had to give some positive support after all*\n\"It's a nice ability! What exactly does it do though?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Oh... Uh... Right!.. I will explain right away..\n\nMy ability lets me change my skin to a material same as my horns.. Meaning my arm is bassicaly another horn.. But I can move my arm, hand, fingers.. Also due to my pale demon heritage, I have horns that are immune to electricity, meaning if I use this.. I can have good defense, also as immunity to electricity, like as well somewhat of an armor.. Uh.. If I use my nails, it is like... Uh.. Spikes I suppose, and I guess that it makes me good for fightning.. Tough I dont make much use of it... You know.. I am still sure Id loose.." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Alex listened as Inch explained her ability to him, it was an interesting ability that boosted her defense and all which was neat... But he couldn't say that he liked the lack of optimism that she had near the end of her explanation, she could definitely win a fight with this ability solely by playing defensive, he just guessed that she would need to be taught how to fight defensively... Something Alex couldn't do too well.*\n\"I'm sure that you can master use of the ability, you just need to learn how to use it right\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Everyone around is very strong.. Even if I have more natural strength than you maube.. You definetly have the knowledge and expirience.. Unlike me, I am unexpirienced and weak compared to most of people I meet.. I am not brave at all anyway.. I am horribly scared of getting hurt.. Which is my downfall..\n***-Inichi has been lookong at her arm, being a bit unsure of it, having worried expression as she talked, Inichi was not optimistic at all about her winning a foght, with her not being a brave person, she may have had some usefull abilities, Inichi did not appriciate them-**" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Everyone is scared of getting hurt, but the way you use that fear is what matters. If you use that fear to avoid fighting, you may not win a fight when it really comes down to it. Now, if you use that fear to try and avoid attacks within battle, then you will be near untouchable\"\n*Alex was taking a bit of a risk giving advice like this, but he felt that it was sound enough to try and encourage Inch in focusing and reinforcing her abilities a bit more, he did believe that she had the abilities to be strong if she truly wanted to be*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "***-Inichi has listened to Alexi.. Listened carefully.\nWhen Alexi has noticed on her fear being useable in different actions, she felt like it could be usefull, wanting to give an answer, she turned to Alexi, as she was quite suprised how smart such action could be she got quite optimistic, unnoticing that fear is not something she could really control on, she spoke up-**\nI see.. I could use it like that.. That is smart.." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*Outrunning a few hogs was something tiresome especially when you have a heavy sack on your back for all of it, he's been running for a while looking back to see if the hogs were still chasing him before he accidentally bumped into someone resulting in them both toppling to the ground* \n\n\"Uhh sorry!\" *He yelps, getting up and brushing his knees of the dirt lending looking back for a second before stretching out a hand to the stranger.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The last thing a dwarf expects when moving through a forest is for someone to bump into them. Then again, wasn't that always the case, even in the city? They really ought to learn better what with how so many people always seemed to be suitor focused on the tall.*\n\n\"It's fine, really, AHK.\" *M'racing rubbed her head, still sore with a little bump on her forehead as she turned her chin up and looked at the hog chaser.* \"Ain't usual to come across other people in the forest, right?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah you could say that, I'm just here temporarily had to outrun a few hogs on the way\"\n*He looks around searching for them to see if they were near and he needed a getaway though there was none, he sighed a sigh of relief and then looked at the stranger.*\n\n\"How about you? I don't see alot of people in here\" *He asks her hands now on his hips eyeing the stranger, he hasn't seen much people here accept his future travel buddy so it was nice to talk again.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I could never imagine runnin' after 'em. If anything, I'd be riding on 'em to actually pick up some speed, haha.\" *The dwarf chuckled a little, standing herself up and rubbing the dust off her dress.*\n\n\"Hmm? Oh, no, you don't, I suppose. I'm a traveler, ya see?\" *Pinching the edges of her skirt, M'Rey chuckled quietly and spun on the spot, showing off her boots.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Uh more like the other way around it was hard outrunning them, but your a traveler? Seemed like i keep bumping into them\" *He chuckles abit, he admired the boots as he watched her spin* \"My name's Xylon traveler of somewhere!\" *He said bowing for extra theatrics before standing again.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Traveler of somewhere, huh?* \"I'm M'racing, from Praia. Makin' a trip to Albania! Ain't never nothin' better than meeting new people.\" *That was the entire purpose of her trip, after all! Enliven things a little, spice up the days of the people she met, and in return, take a story or two to share with the world.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Your all the way from Prasia?? That's so far!\" *His curiosity shot through the roof his toes bouncing abit as he looked at the M'ra with excitement*\n\n\"So you must have so many stories!!\" *He pipes up at her, he liked stories as a kid that his mother used to tell him stories of great heroes on adventures to great lands before her passing, but that's not now.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Was... Was he excited? For her stories?! AAAAA, no, finally someone with taste! It threw M'Rey's energetic mind into passion mode right away, for when else would she have a chance to share her stories?* \n\n\"You betcha! Made my way out the Caverns and visited all the lands nearby! You got a story you want to hear, you ask me!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"If your willing to tell I've got a place we could talk!\" *He's heading there anyway, the place where he and that mysterious pigman met, he keeps going to that place everyday when he comes back from exploring more about the forest but not going outside of it.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*As the weather drew colder and colder still, snow began layering its way around the forest. By this time, very few critters roamed which left an off aura of quiet in the forest for a moment. That was until a loud yelp had suddenly split the air. A fox was racing across the forest floor, trying to hobble away as the sound of barking erupted in her ears. 'Since when did Elves have wolves?!' Her mind was racing. She had only been attempting to pick off a quick snack before the Elves had caught her and sent out their beasts to get her. While the initial tussle left her in a rather horrid state, the sleek fox was quick and clever as well. She darted back and forth between the trees, aiming to lose her pursers as the house she had been staying at these past months grew in the distance. \n\nBy now, the barking was growing distant, but her adrenaline urged her to keep going as she ran up to to the house and clumsily hopped into the window as she had once done when she first arrived. The fox didn't stop running, until she had found herself security beneath a chair in the house and waited while quietly panting. It wasn't until the barking had completely gone quiet, did she finally move out of her hiding spot. She shook off the initial shock, finally taking a moment to look at her surroundings.*\"Hey Elf, think we may need to up the defenses on this place a bit.\"*She called out, half expecting him to be around as she turned back into humanoid form and tried to lick at her wounds.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Like a fence?\" *He replied coming into the room as the fox came barreling in through the open window which he promptly shuts to keep the cold air out* \"I'll try making more fences around here, you'll probably need to bandage that wound if you don't want to get infected\" *He said walking over to the fox and crouching down trying to look at the state of the wound.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"A fence with thorns maybe.\"*The fox replied promptly between licks. The woman looked like she had barely survived what could have been a more brutal fight. Half of her tail was ripped off and she was missing a good chunk of her shoulder. As the Elf drew near to her, she found herself trying to cover the wounds in her typical defensive nature.*\"I'll be fine. Foxes can heal themselves without your strange elven... Whatever a bandage is-.*She said, clearly too tired and beaten up to come up with any real comment.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "After a long day of helping her parents out back home, Lumi began to pack her bag so she could set out into the forest once again.\n\nShe grabbed a few snacks, jars for anything she wanted to bring back home, her harp, and her new little friend, her chinchilla. She still hasn't decided on a name for the little guy so she just called him Chinny as a temporary name. \n\nAfter awhile of walking into the forest she stopped at this tall tree. She glanced at Chinny and back at the tree. \n\n\"We climb.\" \n\nLumi began to levitate to give her boost and then started to climb from there. Once she made it to the top she stood quietly on one of the branches. She looked around at her surroundings. She put her stuff down and sat down. \n\nShe let out a loud scream followed up by sigh and leaned back so she was hanging by the tree with her legs. \n\n\n\"I wonder what I should do now..\" She mumbled." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "~~Wait, you have a chinchilla XD~~\n\nALADI, or as her friends called her, DRI, also had a long day, but for entirely different reasons. It was the middle of the week and by this time she was feeling the pull of the weekend. In her clutches was a minute sackcloth that was capable of housing only the smallest of objects—and not too many. To DRI, this was a most holy object; anyone who thought to 'relieve' her of it would face the fierce wrath of her claws and some vile words that would make the Macon sailors blush.\n\nPerched in her tree, the contents of her sack had diminished over some time—it was the perk of her work from earlier in the day, and she was *Famished*. Her senses tickled so she turned her body at a practiced angle that was aided by both muscle memory and curiosity. Licking her lips and pulling them back over her teeth, she realized that she knew that scent. It was her friend Lump, but there was something else there too, someone else. Without effort, she climbed higher and used the canopy as cover for her mischief.\n\nTrying to not a make sound, she glided through the trees where possible and crawled into her position for the surprise. Although it was the fairy that surprised her with her scream. Trying not to laugh, DRI latched a hand over her grin and waited a moment. The FAE and what seemed like a rodent of some sort were now hanging upside down by the tree branch.\n\n\"Long day, Lump?\" The wood elf's smile was wry, and her voice dripped with sarcasm. \"You'll feel better after a mushroom,\" She said. In her hand, DRI waved her small sack, tempting the other girl to a little recreation.\n\n```Perks engaged: Hunter's Nose (200% Smell), Listener (200% Hearing), Silent (200% Harder to Hear)```" }, { "from": "human", "value": "~~Yes xD~~\n\nAfter awhile passed, Lumi decided that she would spend her time coming up with a name for her chinchilla. \n\n\"Hm.. Chinny is a bit weird.. How about.. Acorn?\" \n\n\"No.\" Understanding Lumi, the chinchilla denied immediately.\n\n\"You're right.\" She replied. \n\nShe kept going down a list of names which were all rejected. She couldn't decide on one nor did he like any of them either. Lumi gave up for awhile and started to reminisce the day they met.\n\n*That day was literally the day before this one. Lumi did her daily stroll like always. Hanging from trees, dancing and singing while wandering all around the forest. When it was time to head back she noticed something happening not to far from her. She saw a bird preying on a chinchilla. Normally she wouldn't interrupt animals while they're hunting but she felt something when she laid eyes on that chinchilla.*\n\n*Is this love? She thought to herself. It must be. A beautiful creature right before my eyes, completely clueless about that starved bird behind him. Though I shouldn't interrupt the cycle of life, I must save him! Yes, perfect! I will save him and then he shall be mine! Today is the day I shall become a hero!* \n\n*Without hesitation she immediately ran towards the chinchilla and snatched him up before the bird could get a chance and ran home. When she arrived she looked at the little creature and said \"I love you\" And gave him something to eat. Though the little creature was confused and slightly frightened he couldn't deny the food that was placed before him.*\n\nStartled by the wood elf's sudden appearance, Lumi snapped back into reality and let out a loud scream. \n\n\"Ahhh!\"\n\nShe sat up and looked to see who it was. She recognized the elf immediately. \n\n\"Hi Dri!\" She said with a smile, pretending she didn't just let out an awful scream." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"*Two* Screams,\" She said with a wry smile. \"You'd think I bit you or something.\" It sounded like a joke, and it half was. Only, ALADI did bite—both for fun and for survival.\n\nThe redhead climbed her way down to the lower branch where the fairy and her friend resided, making sure to give the animal an obvious once over with her sea foam colored irises. \"Hello there,\" She said kindly. She and her kin had the ability to speak with the forest animals, or *Any* Animal, really, so this was common practice. Hoping her voice would calm the animal, the elf softened her facial features. ALADI was partial to butterflies and things that *Moved*. Young things, like her. At only forty-four, she was the other girl's senior by four years, which to her was basically nothing.\n\n\"Did I catch you in thought, Lump?\" Unsure whether her long-time friend would partake, she found a comfortable seat where her legs could swing back and forth with the energy of a child forced to play inside because of poor weather." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*Alexander, you once more find yourself in possession of a strange letter. It was the exact same type of letter you had received prior, requesting for your service in escorting a group a small group of herb gathers by early morning at Ethera Woods within the Silnaria borders. To say the least, it would be a long trek to get there, but you manage to make it in time.*\n\n*As you approach the outskirts of the woods, the first thing you would notice was that there were very few trees in sight. Perhaps to your dismay, instead of trees, there were rather plenty of large mushrooms exceeding more than 20 ft in height of various colors and shapes. Along the ground there would be an abundance of mushrooms as well. It would be easy to tell that this wasn't your average woods and frankly calling it woods seemed to be misnomer given the distinct lack of it.*\n\n*That being said, it was still still rather dark outside with only the feint outline of the sun providing streaks of light and such you didn't hear much wildlife except for perhaps the chirping of birds. However from the corner of your eye you suddenly notice a black squirrel staring at you. Now that by itself wouldn't be very odd, however its eyes possessed an odd amount of intelligence that you didn't see in mundane wild animals. It would then suddenly start to hop on over toward you, and perhaps to the surprise of Alexander, it would slowly transform into tall slender robed man with his face fully covered by a hood, revealing no facial features. The figure would clear his throat as he looked down on you.*\n\n\"Pleased you could make it Sir Alexander. I am an employee of the boss sent to inform you about your current escort job after hearing your wonderful work with the last one. As you can see, these woods primarily consist of mushrooms. The herb gathers gathered today are hired to collect Psilocybin. However we've received reports of violent plant life in the area. Can I trust you to handle their protection?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes, you may trust in me, I will protect them the best I can. Also, what kind of violent plant life are we talking about?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I hope the information doesn't deter you, but there has been reports of a parasitic fungi that leeches onto to the nearby trees, causing them to turn violent. However, if it was only the trees it would be easy enough to avoid given that Ethera woods primarily consists of shrooms. Thus the real issue is that there is seemingly a mutant strain that has started to infect the nearby large fungi of these woods as well, which is the primary concern. There are also the issue of the mycelium that grows beneath the surface to gain sentience and attempt to grab unsuspecting travelers and choke them out before fully enveloping and decomposing their bodies. So overall, this trek is likely to be dangerous. If it is any motivation however, if you could collect a sample of the mycelium and fungi, you will be rewarded an additional 4 gold in addition to the 6 gold being paid for your escort. Do you have any further questions?\" *The robed figure would ask*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Not at all for now.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Good, then I ask you to follow this path, About a 2 minute walk from here you will find the herb gathers and their wagon awaiting your arrival. When they return you shall receive your pay.\" *The robed figure would then turn around and in a similar fashion to how he arrived, he would start to slowly transform into a squirrel and climb up a nearby a tree, disappearing from sight*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*He hummed a reply and went back to what he was doing before the fox came, the land around the house seemed lonelier than usual, the animals are dwindling and the house also are missing afew objects.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The fox went back to trying to clean her wound, gagged from all the blood, and eventually decided to simply wander the house to find some place comfortable. Sometimes, she could hear distant barking, and it would cause her to freeze in place before the sound died down and allowed her to walk about once more. This time, she found herself following the Elf around, idly watching whatever it was he was doing.*\"What do you be doing around here anyway? I hardly ever see you leave the den... And when you do, you never really do much outside of it.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Mostly wake up, eat, check the animals, sell them if I'm short on money, check on the garden, eat again, then sleep, it isn't much by your standards but it's nice i suppose\" *He replied* \"Though i do plan on leaving this place eventually, contrary to what I've said before, i think you're right about me uh living in fear and my own self pity and not trying to be better! Though i think that's mostly my thoughts jumbling together late last night\" *He muttered that last part to himself before continuing on* \"Point is! I think.. Moving away from here and try to meet more people would be healthier than staying here for forever slowly wasting away into dust!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Her ears flicked in turn.*\"So you're finally going back with your kind?\"*The fox said, occasionally returning to clean her wound for a bit between comments.*\"Finally coming to your senses I see.\"*She paused for a moment, looking back up at the Sinai before tilting her head back a bit.*\"Where are you planning on going? It's not to those other elves in the forest, is it? They got wolves now, you better not tell them where I'm hiding!\"*She suddenly yipped at him as thoughts of the wolves finding her suddenly came to mind at the Elf's betrayal. For a brief moment, she even seemed scared.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Oh no I'm not gonna tell them you're here, I'll be too busy running probably but consider my lips sealed\" *He gestures to make get his point across, he feels slightly bad for the injured fox but he knows he won't tell a soul about her* \"As for going back with my kind, probably i don't exactly know where I'll be going but i do have enough supplies to last me a good long while till i find somewhere safe\" *He shrugs* \"And... Wait there's other elves around here? With wolves—\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes! Well at least they sort of look like wolves, but a bit smaller and dumber looking. But they're definitely just as vicious as them!\"*She said with a lack of any real certainty of what kind of canine was just chasing her down.*\"Why would elves even have wolves!\"*She spat.*\"Trying to have them do their bidding because they can't protect their own prey? You guys waste so much time guarding your food before even killing it!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He shakes his head as a a feeling of familiarity at that description popped into his mind* \"Well it just makes sense to us, like if you have two animals they can make more animals and if you take care of them enough you can eat them everyday without having to hunt because they make more of themselves.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She stared at him for a long while as if to process what he just said before eventually speaking once more.*\"You guys are sick.\"*She hissed at him. The fox made her way back to the living room and hesitantly climbed up on the chair before laying down with a tired sigh.*\"Weird timing, deciding to travel in the middle of leaf bare don't you think?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He shrugged off the hiss before replying* \"Well it's not like I'm leaving right now even though i want to, I'll leave when the snow melts\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"You... Are...?\"*She questioned him almost skeptically. The fox seemed to ponder over it for a moment, not expecting the Elf to suddenly depart so soon nor even attempt to simply go to the other Elves in the forest.*\"Are taking your chickens with you?\"*She eventually decided to ask.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I don't think they'll live for long during the journey\" *He admitted* \"So no I wouldn't, you can eat as much of them as you want if that's what you're thinking.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She licked her chops at the thought. Stretching out across the chair, she let out a blissful sigh.*\"You know what Elf. I think this is the best decision you've made so far. I may even hang around here for a while longer. For uh... Reasons other than the wolves having my scent right now-.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Henrietta! Where are you?\" *A voice rang through the woods as the vampire walks through the terrain in search of his prized chicken Henrietta, he didn't know how she got out of her pen but then again she was abit crafty even for a chicken with no arms nor fingers.* \"Look I'm sorry okay? I'll even let you sleep in my bed!\" *He says desperately but no clucks in sight, not even the sound of small scampering.*\n\n\"Please be okay..\" *He mutters anxiously, these woods are dangerous for such a small chicken and he's not about to loose her to some wild foxes out here.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*It seems that wild foxes weren't the only animals Wilhelmina was going to have to worry about. Through the haze of the fading day, a Sinai lumbered across the large forest. However, he was not without company. The mass of several furry bodies could be seen surrounding his feet, causing him to have to be careful where he stepped less he wanted to accidentally trip over one of his many wolves. Not all of them were with him, but a good eye could count about ten, maybe eleven of the youthful creatures.*\"Ollie, stop wandering off...\"*He'd say to one wolf pup in mild exasperation. \n\nIt was clear he must have been traveling for a while like this, keeping a bunch of young wolves in check was easier said than done. At least he had help though. Amongst the group a much larger Wolf would walk over to the troublesome pup, picking him up by his scruff to deliver it to the Sinai.*\"Thanks Floor.\"*He'd say in a tone that would suggest he's had to say it a lot as he would take the small wolf pup in his arms before he'd resume walking. The group continued on after him, small paw steps slowing as the exhaustion of walking all day was beginning to set in. Maybe Terrell wasn't the only one growing tired amongst the group.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*After a few minutes of yelling out the chicken's name he went through a patch of trees and saw an elf with what looks like a pig mask accompanied with many wolves, his eyes widened and breath hitched, he hasn't had any visitors in a while and he's not about to have one pop up on him today, then he felt eyes on him he looked towards the bushes and see a curious wolf looking at him and he couldn't do anything but freeze in his place because if he runs that wolf will surely alert the elf and he doesn't have the time to deal with that.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would continue on, seemingly not noticing the other Sinai at first as he tried to think of a place to settle for the night. After all, the forest wasn't always the safest place for young pups. His presence didn't go completely unnoticed, however. Floor's ears would swivel back, causing him to come to a stop as he sniffed at the air. Terrell would glance back towards him, noticing the Wolf had stopped moving to investigate something which was enough for the Sinai to make himself more aware of his surroundings while the Wolf pups would try to huddle up against his legs, some dozing a bit. He wasn't sure what it was Floor found, maybe an animal, another person, some kind of threat. However, he didn't hesitate to load his crossbow as he was completely fine with shooting all three. Floor's head would burst out the same bushes Ollie had once trailed off to, letting out a sudden bark as he'd spot Wilhelmina. It seemed more out of surprise than actual malice, but it was enough to get everyone's attention as all the pups would suddenly look over towards where Floor was.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Well shit- he can't avoid confrontation now! So with a heavy sigh he revealed himself to the other Silnari* \"H-hi uhm y-you can put down the crossbow I'm not a threat\" *He put his hands up in some sort of surrender whilst repeating 'Don't shoot, don't shoot-' over and over again.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would narrow his eyes beneath the hidden cover of the mask, finger off the trigger yet the crossbow remaining aimed towards the individual.*\"I should just shoot you anyway for the sake of not believing in a random person in the forest.\"*It would have taken closer inspection to actually tell Wilhelmina was a Latvian, but it wasn't so hard to notice that he was just another Sinai.*\"How many elves are out in this forest...\"*He'd say in exasperation, this being the third one he's found out here. Terrell would shake his head slightly, refocusing on Wilhelmina.*\"What are you doing, straying this close to a wolf pack anyway?\"*He'd ask, not yet lowering the crossbow, though holding it in surprising casualness as if he wasn't worried of the bolt accidentally shooting out of it with one wrong move.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Well i didn't really think I'd believe i was going to meet another Silnari with a whole wolf pack and yet here we are\" *He says gesturing to Terrel and his whole horde of wolves* \"Look okay don't shoot- i was just trying to find my chicken before i found you by accident!\" *Speaking of chickens Henrietta is gonna be in so much trouble when she gets home.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You were trying to find... A chicken...?\"*He'd say in a dubious tone, gradually lowering his crossbow back down. With the initial situation diffused, Floor would take a brief moment to sniff at Wilhelmina before gradually returning to his owner.*\"What, do you have a farm out here too?\"*A chuckle would escape him. Of course, he couldn't be one to talk growing up on a farm himself, but it was still a funny thought of someone having a farm in the middle of this large forest.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Uh yeah exactly that\" *He quipped, he'll be honest it is a weird idea to have a farm in the middle of a large forest but hey he's gotta make a living somehow right?* \"I mean i could just take you there if you'd like after i find my chicken, you seem exhausted\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell was about to open his mouth to deny that thought, though gazing down at the half sleep pups, his shoulders would slump a bit.*\"They need it more than me. I suppose I can't expect them to travel much further than they have already.\"*He'd say in light yet disappointed tone. The Elf would remove the bolt from his crossbow, putting it away alongside the weapon itself.*\"Not that I can say I'm too fond of waiting on a wild goose chase. Do you even have an idea of where the chicken is?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Well i had a few ideas but she seems to be farther than befo-\" *Suddenly he heard rustling in a nearby bush, he took a step back abit before a small white chicken popped out bounding to his feet.* \n\n\"So you *Did* Hear my deal afterall-\" *He quickly scooped her up from her place on the forest floor* \"Where have you been you crafty little chicken? And how did you escape this time??\" *The chicken gave a few clucks of reply seemingly confident in its escape despite being a chicken.*\n\n\"...How did you even convince- you know what I'm not even gonna ask, and no that deal was a lie you're not getting the bed\" *The chicken then pecks at his arms in some sort of anger and clucks loudly and rapidly* \"You can peck as hard as you can Henrietta but you're still not getting the bed, not after last time\" *He deadpanned at Henrietta's attempt to peck him to death presumably.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Seeing the exchange between the two, Terrell would idly glance down towards his wolves who would in turn look back up at him.*\"Maybe we should escape while we still can.\"*He'd utter under his breath before looking back to the two of them. It wasn't the first time he's seen someone with a pet chicken though last time was a lot less chaotic. Did people really lose their chickens that often? Terrell went lost in the thought for a while only refocusing on him as he'd notice the pups taking new interest in this farm animal. Which perhaps wasn't a good thing in the chicken's case, but what's the worst that small puppies can do?*\"Well that was fast. So... Are we heading to this farm now?\"*He'd ask him, realizing that at some point he may have to start carrying the wolves if they were forced to stay up any longer.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Oh yes- sorry i forgot you're still here, yeah the farm is just over yonder\" *He said pointing to a pathway of sorts through the forest* \"It won't take long to get there cmon\" *He began walking towards the path with Henrietta in tow still pecking furiously at his arms and sleeves.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"That's a surprise.\"*He'd say with a hint of sarcasm towards what the man had said. With him heading off along the path, Terrell would grab his whistle and blow into it to get the dozing wolves' attention.*\"Just a little further.\"*He'd say to them, knowing the wolves wouldn't understand. He'd continue walking, the wolves at his feet being forced to begrudgingly follow lest they wanted to get left out here on their lonesome. Not all had the energy to fight against that thought, however, one pup falling behind only to be picked up by Floor on his way after the pack. Terrell would occasionally look back, counting in his head to make sure none of them were picked off while he wasn't looking. Seems like they were all still there.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*They arrive at a two story house with a barn extension next to it and some open pens out in the yard, there was a chicken coup nearby aswell brimming with clucking chickens.*\n\n\"Now don't try to escape again you hear me?\" *He put her down in the fenced off coup and walked on over to Terrel* \"Uhm i don't really know where you can put the wolves but they're welcome inside the house... As long as they don't track dirt in\" *He grimaces.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Floor would place the wolf pup down, soon wandering over to the chicken coop and sniffing at the clucking animals curiously.*\"Dirt?\"*Terrell would question. After walking through the forest all day, it was hard for them not to. It was strange that dirt was the thing he was concerned about living out in the woods, though seeing as he was going to give them shelter for the night, he supposed he could be truthful towards him at least.*\"No promises.\"*He'd say casually.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He nods and opens the door to reveal a hallway leading to a large living room, with a arm chair and two ottomans next to a fire place and a window behind it with some carpeting on the floor, up on top of the mantel seems to be a family portrait of two adults and a child but their faces were blown or burnt off by something, there is a staircase to the far left and to the stair's right was a door.*\n\n\"You can go ahead and make yourself comfortable, do you want me to make you anything? Maybe tea or the sort\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He'd head inside, the wolf pups practically clinging close to his legs so as not to have to continue forwards on their own.*\"Anything is fine.\"*He'd say, more focused on picking up each of the pups so he didn't trip on them. Making his way to the living room, Terrell would carefully place each of the wolves down so that they could form their own sleep pile on the floor while Floor would remain at his side. Only then would Terrell finally get a good look around. His gaze would eventually fall upon the portrait, eyeing it for a moment.*\"Well that's ominous.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Tea it is then, oh and that portrait came with the house, haven't had the time to sell or throw it out\" *He says, it wasn't a lie either he didn't really know why the painting seemed blasted off though from the marks and dried blood on the floor covered by carpet and alot of burn marks on the wallpaper before he replaced it he theorized something must've gone down in this house and left no survivors, he quickly departed to the kitchen to make drinks leaving Terrel in the living room for a while.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Riiggghhttt...\"*He'd say, glancing at the stains of blood that marked the surrounding area.*\"I'm sure that definitely won't come back up again later...\"*Terrell would take a seat in one of the chairs, patting his lap to allow Floor to hop up and rest atop of it. He'd gently pat the wolf before leaning back in the chair with a tired sigh. They still had quite a while to go before leaving this forest.*\"I'm guessing you must not have been staying here long.\"*Terrell would say back to Wilhelmina, just loud enough for him to be heard from the living room.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I've been staying for a while yeah it's been quiet and I've had visitors here and there, oh wait i haven't even asked your name yet!\" *He puts down the tea tray unto a wooden table in the middle of the armchair and ottomans* \"I'm Wilhelmina nice to meet you\" *He outstretched his hand towards Terrel, it took a while to get used to the new name but eventually he was comfortable with the name.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Terrell.\"*He'd say, shaking the man's hand before drawing it away to pick up a cup of tea.*\"Got to say you're probably the third Elf I've found in these forests. There is a party here that I'm missing or has every Sinai collectively decided to seclude themselves out here?\"*He'd question taking a sip of the tea.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Well i would say the forests here do make a good isolation getaway but sadly there's no party around so you didn't miss much\" *He took the seat opposite of Terrel as he enjoyed the tea provided and fiddled with the cuffs of his sleeve it seems to be a habit as of late whenever he feels nervous or simply when he doesn't have anything for his hands to do.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Shame. I thought I might have gotten lucky here.\"*He'd say simply, not really explaining what he meant by that.*\"So what are you isolating yourself for?\"*The Sinai would have originally guessed for murder or something seeing the state some of the stuff in the house was in, but for now, he decided to assume it not to be as bad as he thinks.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*As he saw the person turned to the squirrel and disappear into the trees, he look at the pathway to the way of the wagon,\"Lets go then.\" He thought to himself. \n\nHe would turn to the pathway and proceed to walk to the pathway to the wagon. Alexander never fought plant life before, but that is not going to stop him*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*As Alexander walked down the path he would come across the wagon like mentioned. There 2 male maces hanging about the wagon, seemingly have a good time laughing about. In their hands would be various shrooms and their eyes were clearly disoriented. However, they would notice you approach and turn to you and smile goofy.*\n\n\"Hey there buddy ol' pal! You the one coming to protect us from while we get some shrooms? I got some on hand if you want!\" *And he would offer you a shroom*\n\n*The other would look at you also disoriented but visibly more upset.*\n\n\"Bro, you look scary with that mask, take if off. You're ruining my vibe. None of us are sick. Well whatever, you ready to go? I'm ready to go. We're all ready to go!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*As he arrived to the wagon, he would look at the shroom that the man is offering, he is somewhat curious of the shroom as its his first time to see this shroom. \"Sure.\" I would calmly take the shroom that the man offered. As he took it, he inspect the shroom, but while he was doing it, he turned to the man that said something about his mask, he give thoughts about it, why not take off my mask other than shield my identity. He would look at him and gave a nod. He would take off his plague mask, revealing his face. He would unslung his bag and put the mask in his bag and slung his bag on his back. With the crossbow on his hands he would speak calmly.*\n\n\"I am ready to go.\"\n\n*As he wait his response, he would look around, using his Hawkeye (lv.1) and Thermal vison (lv.1) ability.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Turning on your senses, you would get a sharper view of the surrounding forest. However, plants didn't really have a significant thermal signature, but your thermal vision would at least reveal the few animals hiding in their burrows and whatnot. The group would then start to move down the path into the woods with towering shrooms. It was a very unusual sight, but seeing how this was elf territory, one could suspect that the denser MANA allowed for the growth of such unusual plants. On the trek the male Macon will be visibly more pleased to see that you have removed your mask and turn to you to start some small talk.*\n\n\"You're looking good pal! Pal? I don't like pal. What' your name? I'm Jorge!\"\n\n*The other Macon would laugh*\n\n\"No you're not! I'm Jorge, you're Tyson!\"\n\n*'Tyson' would then laugh*\n\n\"Oh yeah! Well close enough! Anyway I see one of them patches up ahead! Going to have to get off soon. Feel like we got distracted though... Oh yeah, I don't want to keep calling pal, pal. We're all buds here right! And you silly goose, you don't just hold onto the shroom, you bite into it! It's edible!\"\n\n*They would look at you expectantly for both your name and for you to eat the shroom*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*After looking at the animals with his thermal vision, he turned off his thermal vision but kept the hawkeye ability active. Alexander would look at the 2 men, he is surprised that they are more sociable, he is fine with it either way. He would answer his question*\n\n\"My name is Alexander.\"\n\n*After he said his name, he would take half a bite of the shroom, casually chew on the half shroom in his mouth wondering the taste. As the group start to move, he would follow the group, having his crossbow and half the shroom on his hand. He would wait to finish the shroom in his mouth and would eat the other half of the shroom, chewing on it as he go along the path the group goes.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*They would smile and give you a thumbs up*\n\n\"Nice to meet you Alex! Enjoy the treat! We'll just be collecting them shrooms now!\"\n\n*With that Tyson and Jorge would hop off their cart and head toward a nearby patch of shrooms and start pulling them out. During this time Alexander would enjoy the flavor of the shroom and find that it hand a tingling sensation to it. However, that tingly sensation would start to quickly spread, and he would start to feel light-headed as his vision got blurry and disoriented. It was like there was a purple haze over everything in front of him, and he would start to feel pretty giddy. He would hear the laughter of children but looking around he would see none. He would just see the friendly shrooms waving hi to him while enjoying a nice cup of tea.*\n\n\"What a beautiful day it is, right Alex?\" *A red mushroom would ask*\n\n*Looking around the red mushroom was right. It was a pretty beautiful day. The air was fresh, and the sun had now risen high enough to brighten up the sky. The birds were more lively singing their heavenly tunes and the animals would be getting up to head off to work. You felt so alive, you felt amazing! Who knew the world was this great!*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*What was left of the fox's tail appeared to fluff up in indignation. She looked as if she were going to open her mouth to argue feeling such a way, but eventually she simply lowered her head and just tried to rest. The fox was in too much pain to bother.*\"You wouldn't... Happen to have any more of those chicken birds but uh... Inside the den would you?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I think so, let me check\" *He then went to the kitchen and looked around for the chicken, eventually finding few raw chicken meat he had lying around still fresh somehow, he took them and handed them to the fox*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The fox nommed on piece of chicken, seemingly content with it. As she was soon left with nothing but bone, she decided to gnaw on it for a while.*\"You know what Elf...\"*She eventually said with a tired sigh.*\"Maybe you aren't so bad after all...\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He chuckled at the comment before replying* \"You're not half bad yourself.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Oh I'm not\" *He lets out a fake laugh* \"I was practically homeless at some point and one of my relatives said they could help me out with my situation so now i live here but not by choice anyway\" *He had been doing this song and dance before but it still doesn't stop his stomach from twisting in an odd way, he doesn't like lying but if it means the visitors won't get suspicious and won't alert anyone it'll just have to do for now.*\n\n\"What about you? Why are you walking around here with a horde of wolves?\" *He asks curiously.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Was your relative's solution to move you as far away from them as possible?\"*Terrell would jest, bringing up the cup of tea to sip from it before answering the man's question.*\"Just traveling through.\"*He'd say casually as if the horde of wolves wasn't particularly out of ordinary. His gaze would pass over to them as the young pups remained curled up amongst one another.*\"Would have chosen a faster method, but surprisingly enough people start asking a lot of questions when a bunch of wolves are involved. I just happen to have a lot of them.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He hummed a reply, he reminds himself that this meeting won't be long and he just needs to ignore the twisting feeling in his gut till the other leaves and he could relax and go on with his normal routine, 'doesn't mean I'd enjoy much of it anyway' he thinks but it was nice having someone to talk to that's not just the barn animals, he keeps messing with the cuffs of his sleeves as his mind wanders.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*As he'd place down a now empty cup, Terrell would gently stand up and walk over to the pile wolves as he'd place Floor down so that the wolf could continue to sleep next to them.*\"You fine with them sleeping here or will I need to move them to the coop?\"*He'd ask him.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*It took him a minute to process the question that the other asked him* \"Oh I'm fine with them sleeping here it's fine\" *He wave his hands dismissively, if their fur sticks to the carpet and furniture he might have to clean abit.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He'd pat the wolves softly, casually moving back over towards the chair.*\"Guess I can rest here unless you have a room readily available for guests.\"*The Sinai would say to him.*\"But I can understand if not. Wouldn't expect many visitors out here in the middle of nowhere. Wouldn't have really expected anyone out here, but looks I get a new surprise every time I visit.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*The workers seemed to be having a great time as you were looking at them. They were laughing so hard that tears were dripping from their eyes as nearby friendly roots tickle and tug away at them. Oh those mycelium roots, they are so silly! Oh look, not it seems the roots are trying to bury them in the dirt! That looks like fun doesn't it? The herb gathers seem to be calling out your name desperately between their laughter. Looks like they want you to join them in the fun!*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*As he heard his name being called, he would approach the men and saw the roots. At first, he is suspicious, but he doesn't wanna show no threat, so he slung his crossbow and just in case, he slowly placed his right hand on the handle of his Katina. Taking a look around as he gets closer to the 2 men. He did remember being warned of the roots of drowning men in the dirt or something like that, and he always takes precautions.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*As you approach the men you would you would see their faces turning pale. The mycelium roots seemed to be tickling their necks a bit too tight, preventing them from speaking anymore. But that's fine, right? The mycelium roots would turn to you and smile. The roots would come toward you and attempt to grab hold of your arms and legs. It seemed they were welcoming you in to join the tickling!*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*As he realize them being pale, he would be cautious and would quickly put on his plague mask and placed his hood up, and he immediately went for his throwing dagger on his right hand, he notices the roots getting closer to him and would immediately start shaking his feet, and would quickly rush to Tyson pulling on the root on his neck and start to cut the root on the neck of Tyson, though making sure he didn't accidentally make a cut on Tyson's neck. \"I knew this is freaking going to happen, why am I this stupid.\" He thought to himself, focusing on cutting the root.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Thankfully Alex seemed to be faster than the roots so they couldn't grab and tickle him. The roots didn't seem to thick either, and thus you are able to easily cut the roots around Tyson's neck. Tyson would take a deep breath and look at you with gratefulness.*\n\n\"Oy, thanks Alex. Don't know why you didn't come earlier when we called for you. Were you a bit dazed? Well nevermind that, help Jorge! He's choking also!\"\n\n*Jorge would be desperately struggling against the roots but having his arm and legs tied up he could look at you desperately as the root around his neck gets tighter*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*As he saw Jorge being choked and desperately struggling, he immediately went to him and start to cut the roots on his neck first, making sure he didn't accidentally cut Jorge's neck. As he's done cutting the root, he proceeds to cut the roots that are wrapped around Jorge's arms and legs with his throwing dagger. As he does, he looked behind him, seeing Tyson and make sure no roots is trying to attack him. He is being to focused to even have other thoughts on his mind other than cut the roots and save the workers.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*Jorge would be freed from the roots and he would rush over to Tyson's side. They would be breathing heavily but otherwise look unharmed. They would at you and smile and offer a thumbs up*\n\n\"Thanks Alex! Really saved us there. We got the shrooms we need so let- watch out!\" \n\n*From behind you would catch a glimpse of something coming at you at terrifying speed. But that wasn't the only concern you had. The roots would be quickly moving toward you feet, trying to grab hold and 'tickle' you*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*As he saw a glimpse of a figure charging at Alex as fast speed, he dropped his throwing dagger and would draw out his Katina using both of his hands and would thrust the front tip of the Katina at the figure that is coming at terrifying speed, but he didn't notice the roots, fortunately the plague doctor outfit thick cloth would prevent outer roots to tickle him, he wouldn't feel **Most** Of the tickle, but the roots can go in his boots, but it will take time. As he hit the figure with his blade, he would yell*\n\n\"Grab my throwing dagger if the roots try to attack you again! I am busy with this thing!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Jorge would look to Tyson and they would nod in unison. Tyson would grab the dagger while Jorge safeguarded the shrooms already gathered.*\n\n*As for the figure swinging at Alexander, your katana would make contact with thick fleshy mushroom cap. It would seem to be one of the violet shrooms the robed figure was telling you about. As it was a plant it seemly felt no pain as your katana pierced it and instead continued to carry its momentum to slam you into the ground. The blow itself wasn't brutal, but was enough to knock the wind out of you as the mycelium roots on the ground grab a hold of your arms, legs, and neck in an attempt to 'tickle' you.*\n\n*Jorge would attempt to rush over to you to help but some more roots would appear and intercept his path, forcing him to deal with them first. Hopefully Alexander has some other trick up his sleeve to escape this sticky situation on his own*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel had let out a tired yawn, finding himself awakening to the bright rays of light that fell across his face in early morning. Summer always seemed to make nights feel so much shorter for some reason, but he supposed this was the time for him to get up. He brought himself to sit upright in the chair, rubbing at his tired face as Floof had suddenly hopped of his lap upon him moving. The wolf was more quick and alert compared to the Silnari, but he wasn't the only one it seemed. Looking off towards where the pile of puppies was, now remained completely empty in the pack having wandered off to who knows where around the house. Terrel let out a tired sigh, this not being the first time the wolves had done that. Why was it so hard to keep a group of wolves together? Even herding farm animals seemed much easier than this.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Hey you're finally awake\" *He said coming from the doorway to the outside, adorning in a straw sunhat along with a basket with a cloth unto of it he seemed to have just come back from doing more chores though then again when you're living in a forest in complete isolation from anyone your schedule is probably one solid block of nothing interesting.*\n\n\"Are you hungry right now? I can make something with eggs if you'd like or meat or vegetables.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Anything but meat is fine.\"*He answered, partially waving Wilhelmina off before he could finally bring himself to stand up and look around a bit.*\"Have you seen any of the wolves?\"*He doubted they went too far. Terrel would probably just have to send Floof after them before they left later.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Uh well, they kinda patrolled around the area for bit don't know why though\"\n\n*It was a lie, they almost caught him at around the early mornings having breakfast and stayed in the barn for a while they're definitely suspicious of him, he feels the same sickening twist in his gut, but he reminds himself it's for the safety of his guest if they don't know what he was.*\n\n\"Don't know if they're in the barn or not haven't checked yet though I'm sure they haven't gone far here.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel lowered his hand to give Floof a light pat on his back.*\"Go find Floof.\"*He said to the wolf. After a short pause, Floof began sniffing around the area, soon heading off to the front door in his search.*\"Going to have to feed all of them before we set off again. That is, if they haven't already helped themselves to your chicken.\"*Of course that was simply a joke, but the reality behind it could speak otherwise. Terrel didn't doubt a pack of wolf pups could probably take over a good portion of the barn.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well I am missing few chickens, it's fine though anyway I'll make ya breakfast real quick you can do whatever while you wait\" *He walked of to the kitchen avoiding sunspots through the windows and dropping off the basket and pulled out a cookbook trying to find a meal with meat he could make for the other elf.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel gave a brief nod, soon deciding to head off upstairs so that could grab the bag he left in the bedroom there. After retrieving it, he soon made his way back down the flights and dropped the bag off in the chair before going through it to make sure he still had everything in it. Most things he just carried on him, but he liked to keep a few spare items in his bag for convenience and lack of extra pocket space.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He eventually came back with a large steak on a platter plus utensils and a cup of water* \"Here uhm I'll help with the wolf searching if they wandered deeper in the woods.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He glanced over towards Wilhelmina as he walked in with the food and drink.*\"You plan on using that steak for bait?\"*Terrel asked. If they really did wander out in the forest, Terrel supposed Wilhelmina knew around this place better than him outside of the route Terrel normally took through the forest.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Maybe, I couldn't think of anything for you to eat so I just went with this, though we could just use one of the chickens as bait instead since they ate half of them\" *He says putting down the food on the table avoiding the sunlight as much as possible.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"It's quite literally the one thing I said I wouldn't-\"*He stopped himself, simply shaking his head instead.*\"Let's just go see where Floof ran off to. Surely couldn't have gotten too far. The pups can hardly travel long before getting exhausted.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm so sorry I must've misheard you.\" *He apologizes, he felt stupid maybe his head was too far off in the clouds, and now he's feeling nothing but pure shame as he nods when Terrell suggests that they go and see where Floor ran off to.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel turned away from the other Silnari, heading out the front door to be welcomed by the forested area around them. Up ahead Floof seemed to be wrestling with one of the pups, too distracted by the playfulness of them to do any more than find one.*\"Well that's one down anyways... Nine more to go... You know your way around here well enough right...?\"*He asked him.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Uh yes, yes I do\" *He knew this part of the woods well enough to not get lost, finding wolves here wouldn't be as hard... Right??* \"Let's find some wolves then\" *He started going south towards a particular spot he dubbed \"Duck rock\" Which is literally a small clearing with many stones that look like ducks.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Floof... Opie... Let's go.\"*He said, calling their names to get the two wolves' attention. The two eventually scrambled off of one another to return to Terrel. He glanced over towards Wilhelmina, following after him as he lead him to a new spot out in the forest.*\"Watch these two for me, would you?\"*Terrel said to him before walking around to investigate the area.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Of course\" *He says standing still in the shade as Terrell began searching, the young pup yips at his feet looking suspiciously at him* \"Shh- I'll give ya some jerky if you don't tell anything to Terrell alright?\" *He hisses lowly at Pie as he keeps an eye at the other who's probably out of earshot by now.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*Opie hopped up on their hind legs, planting their forepaws on Wilhelmina's leg as they sniffed at him eagerly. Floof simply laid down in waiting, ears raising to the sound of someone blowing into a whistle. A trio of wolf pups had suddenly ran out from the underbrush. A coupled went to tackle into Floof playfully while Terrel had reappeared in time to pick up the third, much slower pup to carry them over to the group.*\"Got anywhere else they can be?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Uh there's a river if you go left then make a right, they could be there\" *He says pointing to the direction of the river, slowly sliding a small bit of jerky to Pie to keep quiet.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Opie grabbed the piece of jerky from him, soon finding themselves wrestling with the other pups for it. Terrel placed down the wolf pup he held, giving a nod to the Silnari while he walked off towards the river.*\"If you don't see anything else around here. It's probably a safe bet to assume some are still hanging around the barn.\"*He pointed out.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well I don't see any others besides the ones we already found so we should check the river before we check the barn\" *He says walking to the direction of the riverside whistling idly, hoping the other Sinai didn't see him passing the jerky to the pup.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel blew into his whistle, waiting for a few moments in silence as he neared the river. Soon enough a muddied pup would waddle their way over to him. Terrel gave a quiet sigh, picking the wolf up by the scruff of his neck and returning back to place him by the others.*\"Just this one it seems.\"*He said, seemingly not taking notice in the treats Wilhelmina had been handing to his pups.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Back to the barn then\" *He says moving around and started walking back to the barn he whistles as they walked back, when they finally got back one pup is seen trying to murk a chicken inside the fenced off chicken coup.* \n\n\"Hey hey-you already ate a lot of them last night-\" *He exclaims rushing to divide the two animals.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel followed after Wilhelmina, watching as he suddenly rushed off to stop an impending murder scene. He quickly grabbed his whistle, blowing into it.*\"Chase, get away from the chicken!\"*He said to the pup. The young grey wolf glanced up from what he was doing, letting to chicken go while staring back at the two with his tongue hanging from his jaws. He seemed pretty content with himself all things considered to the exasperation of the Elf.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ah fiddle sticks-\" *He scooped up the very much terrified chicken checking for any injuries* \"Don't worry Leland the wolf won't get ya, not again at least\" *He says to the chicken stroking it's body to calm it down, the spooked chicken's beady eyes looked at the wolf beneath it with fear and it's feathers standing to no end.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel walked over to pick up the wolf pup, shaking his head in mild disapproval. Of course the pup didn't really understand and eventually Terrel had simply placed him next to the others.*\"Well I can probably make a guess of where the last four are.\"*He said.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*As he saw the 2 workers are doing fine, he would look at the ground to see any roots and he would immediately look forwards and stand firm with his katana ready, seemingly ready for a attack. If he had time, he would use his Fleet Foot ability to increase his movement speed, he had the feeling that that impact will be stronger and hope to evade the attack, if he manage to evade he would take another swing on the trunk, but the prevent to have his katana blade bent, he would make sure his katana wouldn't get stuck.*\n\n``` **Mana: 105/120** ```" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Alexander would avoid the attack just in time with his Fleet of Foot, but would have to unfortunately leave his Katina inside the shroom as it was stuck in there. Running forward he could grab hold of it again and push it deeper, making it 3/4 of the way through, but now the Katina was going to be almost impossible to pull out now given how tightly wedged it was between the mushroom's flesh. Not only that, as he cut the half-way point of the shroom's trunk with his Katina, he would notice a cloud of spores being released into the air. Perhaps Alex didn't have to worry too much about it thanks to his mask, but the spores seemed to be heading toward Tyson and Jorge as, and they were too distracted by the roots to notice the spores coming their way*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*As he tried to pull his katana off the flesh, he start to think theres no hope of getting his katana off,\nIf he can't get it out, why not continue cutting in the inside. As he hold his katana he would try to cut the trunk his katana like a saw, might not be more effective than swinging the katana but what choice he has. As he notice the clouds of spores, he doesn't concern thanks to his mask but he remembered something. Tyson and Jorge don't. He would turn his head to them and yell* \n\n\"Look out for the cloud spores!\"\n\n*He would look forwards to focus on the mushroom. Thoughts start to flood his mind. Who knows what are the effects of those cloud spores. His best hope is to kill the monster and get out of here.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Tyson and Jorge would look up just in time to see the spores coming at them*\n\n\"Well holy molly?! What in the Arcane Gates is that?!\" *Jorge would yell*\n\n\"Don't think it matter if we know what it is, I think we got to get away from it!\" *Tyson would shout out while grabbing Jorge and drag him away from the spores just in time*\n\n\"Thanks for the heads-up bud!\" *And they would both give you a thumbs up*\n\n*As for Alex's sawing method, as he had said, it wasn't an effective method as a Katina wasn't meant for side to side cutting and clearly didn't have the proper grip for that either, but at least some progress would be made. He would be 7/8ths of the way there, but seeing how he had to stay in one place to saw the trunk, the roots on the ground would be able to wrap around his feet and with a strong tug, pull his feet in an attempt to trip him*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He knows that his sawing method doesn't work because katanas aren't made for it. But atleast, he tried. As he turned and would notice the same roots, he is more annoyed than scared\n\n \"God these things are annoying.\" \n\nHe would pull out 2 throwing knife from his pockets, 1 for each hand and as he grabbed on the root that is wrapped on his feet we would start to cut it as he is already enough with these roots. If he is able to be free, he could use the throwing daggers on his hand to cut the last bits of the trunk. Hoping he can finally kill this thing.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The roots would tear apart rather easily with Alex's cutting knife as they weren't particularly strong, just annoying. However, they would release some spores as you cut into them. Of course having your mask would render them ineffective so it was simply another annoying nuisance. From there using your knives to hack away at the last remain bits of the flesh of the shroom you would finally make it all the way through. The roots on the ground would suddenly stop moving as well as the tall shroom itself. It seems like you had finally slain it. Looking back you would see Jorge and Tyson breathing heavily and covered with sweat, but otherwise uninjured. They would look to you and grin*\n\n\"You finally dealt with that thing? Are we good to head back?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He would take a look at the monster's corpse, finally slain. He would pocketed his throwing knives as he grab his katana with both hands and removed the katana off the flesh. He would turn, facing Jorge and Tyson*\n\n\"Yeah, lets go right now.\"\n\n*He would holster his katana as he walked to the wagon. Having his crossbow out and pulled the string.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Tyson and Jorge would nod and pat Alex on the back*\n\n\"Man you sure saved us pal! Thanks for everything! Without you who knows what would happen to us! As thanks, you can have some of these shroom if you want, we don't mind if we get less pay. You deserve the treat!\"\n\n*They would each pull out one of the shrooms they were gathering today and hand it to you as they head back to the wagon*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Well we certainly can make a guess\" *He says putting the chicken back inside the chicken coop the chicken has calmed down somewhat then he goes over to the barn to check for the other 4 wolves.*\n\n\"Hopefully they didn't *Just* Snack on the chickens..\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell followed after him, the pups now keeping much closer to them with Floor rounding them up together. Within the barn, the remaining wolf pups seemed to be lounging about, a few coated with feathers on them while the others dozed peacefully as if not disturbed by the others coming in.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He taps some of them on their nose to wake them up before sharply pulling his hand away just in case they bite* \"Well that's all of them right? Unless there are others hiding somewhere, if there aren't you can go on and leave now\" *He says though abit happy sounding, he does try to suppress the giddy feeling of not having to worry about being cautious around guests long enough until the guest actually leaves the area, he just has to waits a few more minutes.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yeah that's the rest of them.\"*He said. The pups each glanced up towards Wilhelmina, letting out a tired yawn as he tried to tap them awake. A couple of them rolled over to trail after him curiously while the remaining few took notice of the other pups and ran over to join them.*\"You're not too pressed about losing a few chickens right?\"*Terrell asked, unsure of how to take Wilhelmina's seemingly more happy mood despite some livestock going missing.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Not too much but as i said i can always make more of them\" *He laughs, he's not really peeved at that anymore it happened afew times before though none of them have been Henrietta.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Right. Right.\"*He said, looking at what remained of the barn. Terrell supposed wolves were about as big of a pest as coyotes at times with farm animals. He could understand that at least.*\"Guess we didn't need the steak after all.\"*Terrell glanced down at the pups, half of them most likely full from chickens they ate. He reached for a small pouch at his side, deciding to give some jerky to Floor for his good behavior.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*Alex would kindly take 2 of the shrooms and would put them in his backpack for safe keeping. As they went back to the wagon, he would follow and stood behind the wagon, waiting for it to move.\"Quite a long day.\" He thought to himself. He would calmly look around and would focus his view on the wagon and his crossbow.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Tyson and Jorge would grin as you take and shake their head laughing* \n\n\"Ah you are so silly. Don't you remember, you are supposed to eat them? Like this!\" *Tyson would say while biting into a shroom. Shortly after his eyes would dilate, and he would fall over backwards into the wagon laughing hysterically*\n\n\"Oh boy, I got a good one! He! How about your Jorge!\"\n\n*Jorge grin and then bite into his and like Tyson his eyes would dilate, but he wouldn't fall over backwards. Instead, he would shake his head side to side and have a large smile on his face*\n\n\"Not as good as yours, but still alright. Well guess we head back now!\"\n\n*With that Jorge would get the wagon moving back to the starting location. Along the way Alex wound notice more shrooms trying to head toward you all, but given how slow they were you didn't have to worry about them reaching you.*\n\n*Eventually you all return to the starting camp and there you would see the robed man waiting for you all. Jorge and Tyson would get off and hand them their baskets filled with shrooms*\n\n\"We did, good eh? So we get our gold right?\" *Tyson would say eagerly*\n\n*The robed figure would nod and them hand each of them a pouch of gold*\n\n\"Would have been better if you had not consumed the produce. Rather envious at how lax you all can be, but a job is a job, and you've done your part...\" *The robed figure would mutter before turning to you Alex*\n\n\"Thank you for keeping them safe. The boss will be pleased to know you proved yourself capable once more. Here is your pay as promised, and per standard procedure, are you willing to work with the boss in the future for similar jobs?\" \n\n*Tyson and Jorge would be seen already leaving, satisfied with their pay, leaving only you and the robed figure alone. The robed figure would hand you a pouch while asking for your future cooperation. Looking inside the pouch would be 6 gold as promised.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I am willing to work for in the future.\"\n\n*He would calmly take the pouch of gold, he would give a nod. As he does, he would pocket the pouch of gold and he would walk to the road, possibly going to New Salvania. He remembered the shrooms in hid backpack. But, he thinks to eat them sooner or later.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The robed figure would nod*\n\n\"The boss will be pleased to hear that. Till next time then...\"\n\n*The robed figure would then pocket the shrooms he had been given and just like he had entered, he would transform into a black squirrel and disappear into the nearby bushes*\n\n__**Quest Compete**__\n1.2 PP rewarded \n2 Psilocybin mushrooms\n6 gold" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah, well it's time for you to go!\" *He says abit too enthusiastically though he looked like he's sweating bullets* \"Wouldn't want to keep you from doing what you were doing before!\" *He lightly pushed Terrel to presumably the direction he went through before stumbling upon Wilhelmina in the first place whilst smiling slightly in a nervous manner, it's almost lunch hour and he can't have Terrel around for it.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell stood rather stiff while Wilhelmina pushed against him to get the Sinai to move.*\"But I haven't grabbed my bag yet.\"*He said to Wilhelmina. Was the chicken thing actually upsetting so bad that he was trying to get rid of him now? Or was he just overstaying his welcome? He seemed pretty nervous, but about what? Terrell wasn't too sure, he was getting mixed messages from this one.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Oh right- well go on then!\" *He urges, he internally panicked whilst trying to seem as normal as possible (Spoiler alert he was unsuccessful in this).*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell slowly looked between the house and Latvian with a masked look of confusion.*\"Are you okay? You seem very nervous for no reason.\"*It was definitely not the chickens. At least he thought so anyway. The sudden shift hardly made any sense to him though.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Me- nervous? Pfft what are you talking about-\" *He exclaims, he could almost hear the ticking of the clock counting down.* \"I'm just dandy! You don't need to worry about me..\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Riiiggghhhttt...\"*He said dubiously.*\"Then in that case, I guess it wouldn't matter if I took my time grabbing my bag, huh?\"*Seemed like time wasn't on his side whatever that may be, but the shaking it off only seemed to fuel Terrell's curiosity more.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*His mind races as he tries to stop or at least subside the urge to drink* \"What?! Uh i mean yeah it's fine- take your time\" *He's definitely gonna have to barricade himself in his room again, hopefully he remembered where he put the hammer and nails.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Uh huh...\"*He said.*\"I'll be back in a bit.\"*Terrell turned away, blowing into the whistle to call the other wolves to follow him. The group of young pups soon huddled up into together, following after the tall Sinai as he headed back to the house.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*When he knew the other was out of earshot he might've almost kicked one of the fences in frustration, but it's fine he'll just wait in the barn until they go away and that's exactly what he did- he quickly and swiftly went in the barn, closed the doors thoroughly and just sitting in one of the corners near the cow pens inside.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*It would be some time before the Sinai returned, keeping his word at taking a while to make sure everything was in his bag before he grabbed it and returned to where he had left Wilhelmina. By then it seemed like the man was gone. How strange. Guess he didn't want to be around for whenever Terrell got back.*\"I guess you had to leave, huh?\"*Terrell said aloud to what he'd assume to be no one in particular.*\"Well thanks for letting me stay here. I'll get out of your hair.\"*He took one last look around briefly as if for a sign that the man had heard him only to eventually collect his pups and walk off into the forest.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He hears the footsteps fade away and lets out a sigh of relief, finally he's gone though he was nice company for a while he can't risk company over safety of everyone, for now though he just lets himself relax abit shoulders no longer tensed and his hands no longer jittery before hearing a familiar clucking noise near him.* \n\n\"You're hiding here too? Good thing you didn't become wolf food\" *He giggles letting the chicken sit in his lap* \"At least I'm not *Completely* Alone\" *Back to the routine now.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Separate Thread Start" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "There were days when the weight wasn't all that heavy. The days of her childhood, from before she discovered her magical tendencies, still darting around the fields chasing after the younger ones — the weight hadn't existed then. It had silently slipped into her life when she'd moved out of the old house, living by herself in seminary, growing with every passing year. It'd more than tripled overnight on her return, ever accumulating, and it was only during the nights that she got blackout drunk that it got much lighter. Of course, those occasions had been fleeting in comparison.\n\nThat morning proved more burdensome than most.\n\n\"Oh, dear. This won't do at all.\"\n\nWearing a rare look of vexation, Sol stared at the article lying on the desk. It was a plain looking drawstring pouch about the size of her fist, and right now it was so full that it could not possibly accommodate a coin more.\n\n\"Ahhh, and to think I've just made a large purchase recently... What should I do? It's too early in the day to hit up any taverns...\"\n\nIt was thirty minutes later before the priestess could be spotted strolling along one of the busier streets around, inspecting every single piece of ware intently before moving on to the next stall.\n\nShe had yet to find something that was a) easy to carry around, b) expensive enough and c) had at least *Some* Practical value for herself." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Elsewhere in the streets, a titanic figure was idly strolling, with a relaxed expression upon his face, as he peeked a look at the various stalls. While usually he would only be on the streets to put his hand to the heart of the city's rumours and concerns, even a tirelessly working man like him needed a breather from time to time.\n\nSo here he was, lazily window-shopping instead of doing anything of actual merit- not that the concept of a glass shop-front was even a thing yet.\n\nHis height came in quite handy here, allowing him to take a peek at the various stalls without needing to push through the crowds for a the closer look, and also causing the tides of people in the streets to pre-emptively give him the right of way to avoid being bowled over by accident. The person that could win against an old titan in a match of strength was an exceptional one, after all- not that he would be rude enough to deliberately push into someone's way himself, barring exceptional circumstance.\n\nAnyhow, his figure was quite obvious in the crowd for anyway that looked up, sticking out like a tree amongst a sea of shrubs. Currently he was standing in front of a stall selling curios and trinkets of sort with a considering look." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Indeed, when one towered above the crowd in a display of height, they were bound to stand out. Just as the beacon from a lighthouse was wont to draw the attention of the creatures lurking beneath the surface. And for some of the more inquisitive creatures, making their way through the waves as they approached.\n\nThe priestess did not push. There was no need for her to do so, having made her unhurried way over. The little pockets of space between mingling bodies were sufficient for her to slip through, and slip through she did, step by step, until—\n\n\"Find anything good?\"\n\nStanding to his right, she casually leaned to take a closer look at one of the hanging pieces." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The stone- a simple stone, was the platonic emanation of immutability of the nature world. Not lion's claw, nor bear's paw could leave nary a mark upon it's skin. And whence their descendants have passed, the stone stands alone, unfettered.\n\nIt was a simplification, but as rocks among nature, so titans amongst man. Living, towering, walking stones who lived long and lasted long. \n\nBut nothing short of gold was truly perfect matter, and all could be brought low by the forces of the world. If to stone, rivers, then to Myhan...\n\nHe first blinked in awareness. Then a tingle rolled down his spine in realisation. His back shivered in denial...\n\nAnd finally, in acceptance, he sighed and answered the comparatively dimunitive priest whose presence was enough to cow him, without turning \"...Not really. I suppose finding you here is surprising though. In fact, I must admit that you are the last person I expected to see here. \"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Sol considered the response she'd been given, all the while not moving in the slightest, her posture held at the very moment she'd neared to inspect the trinket. Then, as if satisfied, she straightened her back and turned her head in Mahan's direction.\n\n\"Oh? And why is that so, pray tell?\"\n\nThe priestess smiles.\n\nHer pale irises were absent, hidden behind shut eyelids, but something about her expression suggested that she was looking right at him. She would hold that face for a few more seconds before breaking into a light chuckle, eyes opened once more in amusement.\n\n\"I suppose it's not every day that you see clergy shopping in their priestly wear.\" Another quiet chuckle. \"Though you certainly have just given me a good idea.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Myhan shrugged, slightly unnerved by the way she stalled and move on a dime, and the way it felt her gaze was boring into his flesh even when behind her eyelids.\n\nNot to mention that damn smile. That damn smile, followed by that chuckle.\n\n\"It is quite unconventional, though in honesty I don't know much about what you like to do in your free time in the first place.\" The titan admitted honestly, before a forboding tingle ran up his spine again with her last line.\n\n\"And now I turn the question back to you- what idea, pray tell?\" He asked with a false calm." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"That does indeed check out. And seeing as we're likely to continue working together for the foreseeable future, it could be beneficial to know a little more about each other, beyond the basics.\"\n\n*Future.* The priestess laughed quietly into her sleeve, evidently enjoying herself.\n\n\"Why, shopping for clothing of course. Though I am unfamiliar with local fashion, so I could really use the assistance of an impartial observer.\"\n\nShe didn't follow up with any question, but with how intently she was staring, there probably wasn't a need to." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Myhan angled slightly away from the line of fire of Sol's incandescent gaze, avoiding meeting her burning pyrite pupils with his own head on.\n\nHe wasn't really enjoying this nearly as much as the Priestess did, but she wasn't wrong... Besides, he didn't have much of an excuse to take his leave in a manner befitting of a Kadhoki Baron, and...\n\n*This could be a good time to get a better grasp of the character of this woman.* He grudgingly admitted. *Picking out clothes is not the worst activity to get stuck with that woman on, anyhow. What could go wrong?*\n\n\"Well..\" He mused, pretending to scrutinise the trinkets to play off him turning away from her. \"I am certainly no fashionista... But I suppose I can give my humble opinions.\" He decided. \"Just be sure to take it with a pinchful of salt.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"That's already plenty.\" She nodded with a smile. \"Much more reliable than shop assistants, according to whom nearly every article of clothing on the shelves would look good on the customers somehow.\"\n\nThe priestess heaved a small sigh, hesitating somewhat whilst holding a rather crudely carved reddish trinket. After a few moments, she ended up putting it back.\n\n\"I was told that there was a shop specializing in luxurious clothes somewhere on this street, though I have yet to find it.\" The little traces of wistfulness faded away, making way for the usual smile that never reached the eyes. \"Would you happen to know of its location, Sir Mahan?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Myhan did chuckle at that. \"Well, either everything looks good on you with the right angle and attitude, or they aren't running a shop at all.\"\n\nMyhan traces her gaze, eyeing the shoddy street trinket until she places it back.\n\n\"Luxurious clothes?\" Myhan raises an eyebrow, before scrutinizing her attire from toe to head. It was of decent quality for clerical clothes, but not much else, really. \"Now I can confidently say you don't look nor act the type, and I do mean that with sincere praise.\"\n\nIndeed, Sol had her eccentricities, but she was certainly not one to live extravagently. In fact the most she spent was on providing accommodations to the men, which he could not really fault her for despite any amount of paranoia.\n \nThe baron seems to muse for a bit before shaking his head. \"Well, far be it for me to cast stones, lest I make myself a hypocrite. Nothing wrong with a bit of finery- the quality of fabric and work does make a substantial difference in comfort than anything, especially when you also need one skilled enough to cater for larger races even in places where they are a minority. Though...\"\n\nThe titan frowned. \"If you were to ask me, I admit, I haven't had the need to commission clothes around here so far- I've gotten used to making a few sets last as long as they can without replacement- commissioning new clothes is a pain, I'm sure you figure. So I cannot speak to the quality nor exact location of the shop. Still, I think I've passed it before. If you don't mind a bit of meandering, Miss Sol, I should be able to lead you to the rough whereabouts of your destination in a short jiffy.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"My, my. I'll end up with a swelled ego if you flatter me so, you know.\" Yet the laughter that followed was wholly gentle, if somewhat short-lived; the teasing note quickly slipped back in. \"Alas, I am not yet mature enough to escape the feeling of wanting to behave like a young girl every so often, so to speak.\"\n\nShe nodded easily to the prospect of looking around until they found the place.\n\n\"That's more than fine. In the first place, I am the one imposing on you, so for that...\"\n\nShe dipped her head slightly, lifting both sides of her robes in a curtsy, albeit somewhat stiffly.\n\n\"I'll be in your care, Sir Mahan~☆\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Myhan had taken many, many hits over the centuries. Swords versus skin, spears versus tendons, hammers against ribcage. Just recently, near singlehandedly holding back a number of the finest warriors in Ramul Ta along had nearly led him to his demise, had he not managed to land the final hit on Adelmar, but even then, in the face of certain death and losing it all. He had stood firm for the sake of the men and women that stood behind him.\n\nRight now, watching Sol curtsy towards him, he wonder if it was too late to get struck down by their hammers.\n\nSuppressing the urge to develop spotaneous internal bleeding. Bowing with the form of a perfect gentleman, he stated as seriously as he could. \"It would be my honour, miss Sol.\"\n\n...Okay, damnit. That *Was* Pretty funny. The corner of his lips curled up involuntarily. Shit.\n\nHe had to admit, it had been ages since he had acted like a young, vigorous gentleman and it did make him feel younger. Unfortunately, that also meant admitting that he shared Sol's sentiment of acting young once in a while, and another infinitesimal part of his soul shrivelled up like Adelmar's face.\n\nCoughing slightly to himself to take his mind off things, he turned towards the rough direction of where they needed to go. \"Right, I shall be leading the way then- just stick close to me.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "And stick close to Mahan Sol did - almost uncomfortably so, in fact, that it seemed as though the notion of 'personal space' didn't exist to her at all; the fact that she always made sure to stay muumuus out of that distance, however, should have more than indicated that she knew exactly what she was doing and didn't really care otherwise. They'd gone a little ways in before the priestess, whether out of genuine curiosity or simply finding a way to pass the time, spoke up.\n\n\"From what I've heard, you and sir Iran seem to go back pretty far. And Albania seems to have it out for both of you quite a bit—what's the story behind that? Another situation like the recent siege? If you don't mind me asking, that is.\"\n\nPutting aside the fact that she'd already gone ahead and done so, that is." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Almost uncomfortably? \n\nMyhan *Was* Discomforted, make no mistake. Despite the fact that the priestess was merely half his height (though she would indeed be considered tall among the locals), her breath bore down his back like that of a towering Fire Dragon. And he knew first hand what that felt like.\n\nAnd thus, the gigantic veteran could only silently endure the proximity of her presence, which drained any energy he may have mustered to make small talk with the priestess. Was she a Sanguinist? \n\nFortunately, she seemed content with the companionable silence. Well, until she wasn't.\n\nMyhan blinked and turned as he registered the question... Which was actually a fairly reasonable one to make about one's co-workers really, especially considering the situation.\n\n\"Hmm...\" Myhan mulled over what to say, before slowly opening his mouth. \"Well, for a start- how much do you know about the Kadho Crisis?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Hmm, the name does ring a bell.\" Lightly biting her lips, Sol tried to recall the happenings from quite a while ago.\n\n\"... I believe there was word that the previous chancellor was assassinated? By... Orders of the Albanian emperor?\" The rare uncertainty tinted her words - even though the news had reached Solaria, the priestess had a passing interest on the matter at most and had not paid as much attention. \"I heard it ultimately ended in a war which Radio won. That's about how much I know.\"\n\nOf course, now that she recalled as much, the priestess had put two and two together for a possible four, but given that there was a high likelihood that her conversation partner had been quite involved in the matter, she might as well wait for him to either confirm or deny her internal conjectures. So she simply just shrugged and waited." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"You have the broad strokes of it.\" Myhan acknowledged. \n\n\"To answer both questions, Sirdan and I were captains of mercenary parties that sought to unravel the conspiracy embroiling at the time, which indeed so happened to be by Salvainia's hand- and they had a lot of plans and even contingencies in place, which we had a part in dismantling and thwarting at every turn. We even partook in the war at the very end from the very front. To say that Salvainia has it out for us would be a slight understatement, really.\"\n\nMyhan laughed with good mirth, slightly downplaying the fact that the republic likely would not have survived were it not for them and tactfully omitting his past as a Salvainian courtier.\n\n\"Anyhow, while Sirdan and I didn't work together directly, we often exchanged information in coffee houses between tasks and hit it off quite well. After the fact, we assisted the Margrave in his bid for chancellorship, which he won summarily. Then, for our merit in service of the republic and aiding his ascension to the Chancellorship, he rewarded us with fiefdoms that so happened to be a stone's throw away from each other, and the rest is history. As all good neighbours do, I scratch his back, and he scratches mine. Simple as that.\" Myhan ended fondly." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Was.\"\n\nThat was it. A very undignified expression of surprise, slipping out from the usual dignified demeanor. She had guessed as much regarding their involvement, but the extent of it was just... Small wonder the relationship went quite poorly, really. Nonetheless, Sol didn't have any particular burning love for Albania, and so her curiosity about the topic remained just that - curiosity.\n\n\"Both of you are interesting indeed - managing a fiefdom sounds like too much work, what with all the administrative matters and whatnot. Is that why your hair got so white?\" She lightly teased at the end." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Myhan couldn't help but snort slightly at Sol's utterly underwhelming response, and proceeding teasing, shaking his head.\n\n\"Well, it hasn't gone any whiter than it already was, so hard to tell. Might be losing a bit of hair from it, however. On the contrary, how about your hair, hmm?\" The titan japed back, any trepidition temporarily set aside." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"My hair?\" The priestess tilted her head, evidently having forgotten that her own crown was about as pale as they came until she was reminded.\n\n\"Ah! Oh, my... Now that you mention it, I think I'm the only one in my family that's like this. I wonder why...\" She clasped a handful of her own hair, staring at it with newfound interest." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Myhan blinked again. \n\n\"...Have you never thought about it?\" The titan asked in a deadpan tone of clear disbelief." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"No, not really. It's not as if having white hair would make crops grow faster.\" The priestess toyed with her strands, recollecting decades-old memories to ensure that she was correct. \"My siblings were all blonde, as were my parents... Hmm.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Myhan put a finger to his chin.\n\nThere were a number of explanations for that available. The most likely one was that it was simply a natural, rare permutation of the blonde hair of her parents that was. He had heard of cases of albinism, and while this was not quite the same it would be close enough. Or perhaps it was a rarer trait in her family line and she just happened to be the only one to manifest it this generation.\n\nThere were more outlandish theories like being touched by a spirit, being adopted or being born out of wedlock... But those ranged from silly to downright rude to even suggest.\n\nInstead, he settled for starting simple. \"Hmm... Has your family said anything about it before, then?\"\n\nThe prospect of Sol having a family, and even siblings was an interesting one, alright, considering her nature. But he supposed even people as strange as her were still born of flesh and bone, in the end." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Not particularly...\" It had been nearly twenty years, and with her innate indifference a lot of memories from her childhood had been forgotten, lost to the passage of time. Leaving Anushka at the age of fifteen, her first run in with magic at the age of twelve...\n\n*Why do you insist on helping me to dry my hair every time?* A ten-year-old Sol had questioned her eight-year-old sister.\n\n*Because big sister's hair is a treasure! Papa said so!* Had been the reply. At least, she felt that it had been something like that. But Sol had no memory of her father ever telling her such a thing, so it'd been put aside and forgotten after a while.\n\n\"Mm, it doesn't really matter, I guess.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Seeing her almost indifferent response, Myhan realised that it was probably a fool's errand to piece together any clues regarding the strange pigmentation of her hair as is.\n\nHe sighed, any enthusiasm for figuring out a small mystery stymied. \"Well, I suppose that's true then.\" \n\nAnd with that, he pressed the topic no more. The air became quite a bit awkward thereafter with fuel to keep the conversation going." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The priestess was not perturbed by the lack of conversation. The earlier discussion about her hair had set off a chain of other thoughts, and other than the attention needed to follow Mahan, she had her fingers on her chin, brooding over a few other things. Of course, given that she voiced out none of it, it would be basically impossible for another to try and follow her train of thought.\n\n\"MMM...\" Without really meaning to, she was musing aloud. \"Perhaps I should get married soon...\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Myhan paused again, turning back with an even more incredulous look for a brief second before quickly remembering to square it away with a neutral expression, pretending that he hadn't heard clearly what she had said and definitely did not lose his composture. No siree.\n\n\"Sorry, did you say something? I didn't seem to catch that just now.\" Myhan *Asked calmly*." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Distracted as she was, the look of incredulity went undetected by the priestess, who only paid more attention after she was addressed.\n\n\"What? Oh, I was just thinking aloud, nothing to worry about.\" Sol shrugged, not seeming very bothered about whether her thoughts had been heard or not. \"Apparently, there's this fashion called gothic Lolita that's been popular lately. I wonder if it'll suit me.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "For his sanity, Myhan decided not to pry deeper than he'd already heard. Coughing, Myhan simply followed along with whatever newfangled topic Sol was going upon.\n\n\"I'm no fashionista, and everything that's been going on I've been quite out of touch with the latest trends.\" The old titan admitted. \"What is that all about, anyway?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm not quite sure myself. Apparently, it's mostly darker colors with lots of frills and ribbons. Perhaps the store assistants would be able to direct us to such pieces.\" That was also a piece of information she learned from a conversation in passing, and as to be expected of Sol, she had nodded at the time and promptly forgotten it after.\n\n\"Apparently, there's even a unique style of laughter associated with it... Oh oho.\" Perhaps she would have had more success by using more than the usual conversational tone." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Myhan cringed as Sol soullessly attempted to emulate said laughter. The flatness of it was akin to nails on a blackboard to him- he did not know how it was intended to be, but was it clearly missing a key component to it's character in a way that made it plain uncanny and even close to being downright disturbing, like watching a zombie suddenly shamble down the streets of a bustling town.\n\n\"...I can't say I know what all that is about, but I'm certain that's not... All there is to it.\" Myhan diplomatically mustered." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Of that I have no doubt. It's a mysterious topic, this Lolita thing.\" Sol nodded seriously, the thought of Mahan referring to something else never once crossing her mind.\n\n\"If I am to wear the garb properly, then I will have to seek out a master of such as well, lest my bearings do not give the clothing the dignity it is owed.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Myhan opened his mouth, seemingly about to speak, only to slowly close it without another word.\n\nHe rubbed his eyes. \"...I can respect that.\" He acquiesced towards her misunderstanding.\n\nHopefully they would be there soon, he wasn't sure if he could handle her attention any longer..." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "As it turned out, the 'luxury clothes shop' that Sol remembered being in the area had long since closed down. Fortunately, another boutique had opened in the same location, else the two of them might have had to continue walking. It wasn't busy hours yet, so the clerk sitting behind the counter raised her head to the sound of the door opening. Then she raised her brows at the sight of the titan walking in.\n\n\"May I help you—\" Surprise flashed across her face when the priestess too walked into view, but to the credit of the clerk, it was quickly replaced by a professional smile. \"Welcome! What sort of clothing would you happen to be looking for, miss?\"\n\n\"Mm, I'm looking for an 'oh oho' dress.\"\n\nIn the brief silence that followed, one might even see the '???' appearing over the clerk's head as she made eye contact with Mahan." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Myhan nearly knocked his head against the ceiling when he heard the utter confoundment Sol had somehow uttered despite all odds.\n\n*...Now you're just taking the piss out of me, aren't you? Didn't you just tell me the name? There's no way one can forget this quickly， surely...*\n\nMyhan briefly commiserated in silence with the clerk in shared confusion as they locked gazes, before Myhan eventually pinched his nose and sighed. \"She's not so familiar with the name...\" The titan covered for her slip up because he was a decent man like that, even though by all accounts it made no sense. \"What the name of that new trend... Gothic... Lolita, I think?\" Myhan muttered, the name only barely sliding into his cramped brainmeats, that were already full to the brim with centuries of knowledge." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"That's *New*?... I mean, of course you are! May I ask what sort of look you are going for, miss?\"\n\n\"Mm, I'm not really sure about what it looks like... Could you show me any piece in black?\"\n\n\"Sure, give me a moment.\"\n\nManaging to regain her smile quickly, the clerk gestured for Sol to wait before turning and heading towards the back of the shop. As she did so, Sol glanced towards Mahan and made a discreet V sign with her fingers — expression unchanging.\n\n\"Please, take a look!\"\n\nWhat the clerk held out did indeed fulfil Sol's sole (he) request, but between the orange and the ribbons, it couldn't be any gaudier if it tried." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Myhan resisted the urge to slap his forehead at Sol's show of victory, opting for a simple, controlled nod of the head, in acknowledgement of her apparent 'win.'\n\n*Actually, why are you even celebrating in the first place?*\n\nRegardless, when the clerk returned with something to present, Myhan thought it was decent from a general perspective, if a little gaudy... Well, that was it.\n\n He had no idea what 'gothic lolita fashion' looked like beyond Sol's half-baked verbal description, afterall. If it were as akin to that trend as a whale to fish, he wouldn't know.\n\nSo, the only thing he could do here is to nod sagely and pass the task of judgement to a certain troublesome priestess.\n\n\"So, what do you think?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"So it's this type of look...\"\n\nThe priestess carefully received the dress, giving it a careful 360 to avoid overlooking anything. The number of ribbons were a little too over the top, but she didn't find herself disliking the whole concept that it represented.\n\n\"I like the style, but the orange is a bit loud for my tastes. Perhaps... Ah, I know. Pray lend me your ears for a moment, good lady.\"\n\nThe clerk gave Mahan a somewhat pensive glance before doing as Sol requested, who proceeded to lean in. What followed was about thirty seconds of whispering and a lot of nodding in reply, following which the clerk took the dress and went back to the racks.\n\n\"I'll be borrowing their changing room.\" The priestess turned back to Mahan, a tiny satisfied smile on her face. \"I'll have to trouble you about your opinion once I'm done, sir Mahan.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Oh gods, what dastardly plan is Sol concocting this time?*\n\nMyhan internally balked in dismay upon witnessing the furtive display between the two- before remembering that they were going clothes shopping.\n\n*Oh, right. Sorry, force of habit.*\n\nMyhan cleared his throat to clear away his inner intrusions before opening his mouth.\n\n\"Once again, I must reiterate that I'm no fashionista, nor even an amateur judge of fashion...\" \n\nWell, it wasn't entirely true- he had spent enough time in courtly settings to learn some of it by osmosis, but nothing more than that. \n\n\"...But I'll do my best to be a fair judge.\" The old titan allowed." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"That's already plenty.\" The priestess nodded, then ducked into a changing room nearby. Shortly after, the clerk who was carrying a bundle of clothing knocked on that door and also entered. There was a small gap under the door, out of which conversation carried.\n\n\"This is a lot heavier than it looks.\"\n\"Perhaps I could fetch a lighter dress?\"\n\"No, no, this will do. What's this piece for?\"\n\"Ah, you wrap it like this...\"\n\nAfter about ten minutes had passed, the door opened again and Sol stepped out.\n\n\"How does it look?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*...Why does it have a goddamn blindfold?*\n\nWas what Myhan nearly said, before catching himself.\n\nCoughing slightly, he took a moment to align his state of mind with what a refined courtier and gentleman would say, even if half the time he didn't entirely get what he was saying. \n\nThe appearance of being effortlessly erudite and trendy was a useful image in higher society, after all, despite the reality of things.\n\nIn short, bullshitting convincingly was a useful skill if one wanted to further themselves.\n\nMyhan hummed in consideration as he gave a casual seeming once over.\n\n\"The general geometry of the outfit itself is sleek and carries elegance, while its design carries some quite bold and unconventional elements. I quite enjoy how the red string motif strikes a vivid contrast with the darker tones, and the faint wavelike floral patterns on the lighter hued hems of the dress are a subtlely brilliant touch. Oh and the... Blindfold!\"\n\nLingering on the last word for emphasis and definitely not because the old titan was coming up short on how to extract meaning from a blindfold, he timely continued before the pregnant pause dragged out for too long.\n\n\"More importantly, you wear it with a fair amount of grace, and dare I say- Sprezzatura, which is the finishing stroke of the brush that completes this fine ensemble.\n\nIn short I think you wear it quite wonderfully, miss Sol, though I must profess my professional inadequecy in putting the full scope of things into word.\"\n\nAfter somehow putting together the most verbose of paragraphs without nary a breath in between, Myhan put a fist to his mouth and coughed a few times, as if it were just a natural, unexplained tic of the body.\n\nUnseen behind his fist was how his mouth slightly grimaced with embarrassment from the excessive flattery it had just expoused.\n\n*Bah, why was I trying this hard? Must be force of habit...*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Uh huh, uh huh.\" The priestess grinned throughout every second of it, leaving it undisputed as to exactly how much she took stock in those words - that was to say, not a lot. She turned to the clerk. \"I'll be buying this. How much does it cost?\"\n\n\"That'll be ten gold although, miss. Shall I wrap it up for you?\"\n\nSol aimed a teasing smile at the titan.\n\n\"No, I'll wear these as is. Could you wrap up my old clothing instead?\"\n\"Sure, just a moment.\"\n\"Mm.\"\n\nThe priestess watched the clerk scoot off into the changing area briefly.\n\n\"... Thank you. I appreciated that.\"\n\nThe words, their speaker having walked away, dissipated quietly into the air." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Deep in the Ombu forests, the serenity of the evening could not keep the village quiet. A path enveloped in arches led to a large redwood tree. Its trunk was hollow and a gate-like shape allowed one to enter. A spiral of wooden steps merged with its walls and reached their end atop the bark. The inside of it was dimly lit by lanterns that emitted majestic colors, visibly unnatural in essence. Once one reached the top, they'd be met with a pleasant surprise. Wooden bridges connected all the trees, where huts and stalls illuminated various warm colors. Children ran along the paths, adults chatted quietly in different groups and circles. Every now and then a dark or high elf passed by, yet the majority were wood and fae elves. The crowns of the trees were carefully nurtured in the form of walls around the village, keeping it hidden while also stopping the turbulent currents from spreading inside. Instead, a calm breeze tickled the warm weather onto the skin of folk around while crickets serenaded relaxing chirps.\n\nNear the center of the town, where all bridges connected in a wide round podium, flaps of wings clapped loudly.\n\"No, no! I already give you all enough, this is for the people!\" An elf grumbled while swinging his hands to and fro with hopes of getting rid of the swallows that swarmed about. His tone was soft albeit grumpy. He didn't seem old at all, yet elves were known for their young appearance either way. A relatively short merchant, he manned a stall that offered fruits in various color and shapes, all lined up in baskets on a wooden platform. Some glowed, some pulsated - they were exclusive harvests that no other nation in Ramul Ta could offer. The trader crossed his hands, sighing irritatedly." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "A white mop of hair ambled through the lively bridges crisscrossing the cavernous hallow of the great redwood tree. Hovering a mere inch above the thick, mossy ground, the mop swayed and swung below a pair of spiny, thorn-like articles in which a contrasting black crow sat between. It was a figure of strange eminence, where the shroud of white meshed with the briefest of glances painted an image of gangling, flowing limbs. Those curt enough to stare openly, usually the children, saw plainly the girl underneath, but the keen and the curiously aimless saw a more ominous undertone to the blatant, glaringly white stranger, for the arches of the village flocked with crows while she passed beneath, and perched among their houses as she passed. Be it misfortune for the newcomer or for the bystanders within was a conclusion for the eye of the beholder. \n\nIn the center of the town, the crowd split before the intruder in white. Even the crickets quieted at her approach, though a less superstitious eye would see the new onslaught of birds was merely eating up the competition. Catching sight of the glowing, colorful shapes, the figure inched over, apparently deterred by the many probing eyes, and stood to the side of the elf's stall. Reaching out the white curtain, a little hand holding a little coin slid a single silver atop the counter.\n\"A fruit?\" Pale blue eyes peered out from the split in the swath of white hair." }, { "from": "human", "value": "It did not come as a surprise to Caw, most probably, that she received some stares. While it was mainly children who did so, the courage of some adults defeated their manners as well. As the silence deafened the playful chants of those around, the elf arched a brow in a confused fashion. His eyes darted towards the protruding hand offering coin. If Caw looked inside, she'd see a figure that loomed over the stall and its offered beverages. He creased his forehead at her request and turned. Oddly, his stature dropped a few heads lower once he circled around. He neared the outlandish woman in a delicate stroll. He was... Much shorter in comparison. A proudly hoisted chest flaunted the thin silk robe that enveloped him, one which's green blended with the forest flawlessly. Golden elements stemmed from it in the shape of his collar, resembling a laurel wreath. Despite the grouchy expression on his face, the merchant was well groomed and properly maintained, exuding a sweet peach aroma. The tiny man who stood about four feet tall grasped the curtain before he drew it aside.\n\nBy doing so he revealed the rich assortment of fruits at his disposal. The trader crushed his hand into a fist and coughed into it. After that he placed both hands on his hips and inspected the lady.\n\n*\"Welcome to the Glowing Peach!\"* He exclaimed somewhat eloquently. *\"I am Erric. Erric Springdale.\"* The elf pressed an open palm against his chest before bowing courteously. *\"The family of Springdale is widely known for our wonderful fruit yields! Thus, it would dishonor me to simply give you a... **'fruit'**, madam. Would you please describe to me what your preference is? Who are you buying this for? Would you like the taste to melt in your mouth with a robust aftertaste? Or do you prefer the intense, piquant options? Anything you'd like, we have it here in plenty!\"* He sprung his hand out towards the display and finished the hasty array of questions. His hazel eyes followed her lips intently in preparation for her answer." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Watching as the elf displayed his wares with a flourish of impeccable manner and sparkling charisma, the girl gaped at the array with sparkling eyes, her coin left forlorn on the table as she pointed excitedly towards the brightest fruits in the bunch.\n\"Shiny! For me.\" She replied with an eager smile. Jostled by her excitement, the crow atop her head squawked with a beat of ebony wings. While she bounced in place, a jump and a skip in her step, the murder of crows that had nestled throughout the wood elves' home cried out in kind, their echos carried down the whole length of the redwood, the rustle of wings a foreboding facsimile of the familiar rustling of leaves." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel didn't seem bothered by her quiet words, simply laying there and listening in silence to make it hard to tell when he was sleeping and when he wasn't. Being asked why he chose a pig mask, Terrel thought about it for moment. It wasn't like he had this large reasoning for it. It was simply a mask he had on him, but he guessed anyone who walks around wearing a mask of a farm animal all the time must have a good reason behind it.*\"It's just what I am now.\"*He'd eventually answer.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I don't think you're a pig.\" *Manon said, rolling onto her side so she could face him. The mask indeed prevented Manon from knowing if he was awake or not. She didn't care though, she finally started to feel tired after her eventful day today. One moment she was looking at the pink haired Terrell and the next moment he was gone as slumber overtook her. For once, she didn't have her recurring nightmare, It was always the night she was attacked by the vampire near her home. Maybe something about being with friends helped sooth her mind.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He gave a light snort of suppressed laughter at what she said. Maybe a bat was a more appropriate mask for her. Terrel would glance over at her, seeing that she had fallen asleep. Seems like all the people being around didn't bother her that much. The Elf would close his eyes for a while, lightly dozing for the time being until sleep would eventually take hold of him as well.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*Amongst the tree tops, a pair of eyes followed the Lathian through the forest in waiting of the right opportunity. The woman had been watching him for quite some time now with absolutely zero clue of what he was trying to bury, but caring little of it. She crawled along the branches and followed him at the sound of the whistle. Only once she had found a more sturdy branch, did she ready herself for him to approach the right position. Then in a sudden swift movement she launched herself out of the tree down towards Wilhelmina. In a bright flash of orange the woman attempted to tackle him, letting out a loud shriek in the process. Or perhaps it was more of a war cry, who knew really.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrified he swung his shovel at whatever it is making a ruckus and hits them in the face screaming as he does so.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*A small thud resounded from the object as it connected with the woman. She got knocked back a few feet, instantly collapsing and falling limp as she hit the ground after getting hit in the head with the shovel. The woman looked to be fox-like, about a couple feet smaller than the Elf. She laid there in a daze, mouth partially open upon her life having just flashed before her eyes.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh no, oh no, Ohio—\" *He scrambled to the knocked fox like person, he thought of smacking them her again with his shovel briefly, but he quickly dismisses those thoughts; he didn't exactly want to be burying more bodies at the moment it would just be more suspicious so instead he tried to shake the woman from her daze* \"I'm so sorry— you just caught me off guard, are you okay??\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The fox laid unmoving for a while as he shook her. It wasn't long, however, before her eyes suddenly shot open. A gasp escaped her and, turning her head towards the Silnari, she quickly raked her claws across his face and hopped back up to her feet.*\"You may have thought you got the better of me Elf! But you're dead wrong!\"*She yowled, in a slightly higher pitch tone, pointing towards him. It was clear that she was still dazed from the shovel, however, as she wasn't pointing directly at him, but to the side slightly.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He hisses at the pain and held his face in pain, ok he probably deserved that but really? In the face? At least she narrowly missed his eyes* \"I was just trying to help you get back on your feet! I didn't mean for you to get hit by my shovel promise!\" *He exclaims.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Nice try, but I know how your kind is!\"*She spat, shaking her head to and fro to get rid of the dizziness.*\"You lot are always walking around with weapons like that, thinking you can get rid of people like me! But too bad! It'll take more than one of you to keep me down!\"*Her green eyes narrowed at him and she soon scrunched up your nose.*\"You've been walking around for a while and you stink like the dead. What have you been up to, huh?\"*She interrogated, walking around him as if trying to find something.*\"Been trying to get rid of pests like me?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He looked at her in slight confusion* \"I don't know what you mean but I was just burying my dead pets because she died this morning\" *He said lying through his teeth his expression still confused, he has his slip ups, but now he's pickup a few tricks in deception though he has close called its still useful in situations like this* \"Besides I don't think I've even your uhm people around in these woods anyway.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She paused in her investigation for a moment and placed her hands on her hips.*\"And why do you think that is?\"*The woman questioned.*\"Isn't it enough I have to climb to your level to communicate? Honestly it's a wonder of why you all live out here. This place shouldn't be for elves.\"*She let out a huff, one ear flicking irritably as she watched him.*\"What kind of 'pets' anyways?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"My cat Strafing\" *He replied stiffly looking saddened at the mention of the name* \"And why I live here is nothing of concern what are *You* Doing clawing innocent people's faces if I may ask?\" *He counters.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Why are you hitting innocent people in the head with a shovel!\"*She snapped back at him, rubbing at her head.*\"And why you live here is my concern! This was my home first, not yours!\"*It was questionable how much truth there was to it. The fox hardly looked older than a kid, though her size probably wasn't helping her.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You caught me off guard! That kind of reaction would be expected when you live near wolves and other things that might kill you in the dark!\" *He reasons.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She scoffed.*\"Wolves aren't nearly as viscous. I was just going easy on you.\"*The woman crossed her fox-like paws only to wince and rub at her head idly.*\"Don't you elves have those large dens you stay in? You shouldn't be out in the forests to begin with.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"If you're referring to my house then yes I do have one\" *He's starting to slightly regret the decision to be nice to this fox girl, but he's also not going to leave without at least this* \"If you want a place to recover from a shovel to the face you can stay at my home for a while, if you're still going to be stubborn and all then that's fine, I'll be going now\" *And with that he turned and walked away towards the shed to dispose of said shovel.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The woman didn't follow him at first, simply watching him walk off as he took the shovel and went. Eventually the sound of footsteps was able to be heard behind him as the fox followed slowly after him.*\"Does this house have food in it?\"*She asked skeptically.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Of course it has food, I have a farm full of animals too if you don't like vegetables\" *He shrugs at the question, he expected the fox to eventually follow him, but he didn't expect that question at all but there's a first for everything.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The fox noticeably perked up at his words. Lifting her snout up to the air, she took in a big whiff of it. Almost instantly she began salivating at the scent of something good being close by.*\"Race you there!\"*She suddenly said. The woman suddenly darted off past him and in a flash of light she had been reduced to a regular fox form. The animal ran off into the forest ahead, attracted by the scent of food, or rather, prey.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*After recovering from the shock he races towards the house abandoning his shovel along the way, he chases after the girl turned actual fox until the path cleared, and a house was visible.*\n\n*The house looks much better than before first being some of the bloodstains have been repainted over and everything seemed to be more or less replaced and refined, the farm from the east side of the home was slightly bigger than before with many farm animals, finally from the west side of the house a garden patch of vegetables have been growing nicely, one thing remained from the previous home which was a small garden of white roses previously wild and overgrown now snipped to size and looks more taken care of positioned in the backyard.*\n\n*When he arrives he looks towards his surroundings in the chance he sees the familiar fox near a chicken pen or other.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The fox had indeed made it to the coop and was staring at all the chickens from outside their pen. Her muzzle sat agape as she stared at them and, in noticing the elf had finally caught up, she eventually transformed back into her more humanoid form, remaining sat in the same position she had been in prior to turning back.*\"Holy-.\"*She said with a gasp.*\"So many birds-. And they're just sitting here waiting to be picked off!\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*Nesy was a mutant, not any other mutant who was wandering around in a forest like this. The ombu forest was quite interesting and had many characteristics of plants he had never seen before which made him interested in seeing new things. Nevertheless, he started to head on the path towards somewhere, he didn't know what but... He would love to map this area honestly.*\n\n\"....What a lovely day.\" *He thought to himself, scratching the back of his head while he would seemingly walk through the woods. The overhanging branches blocked out most of the sunrays while some pierced through the coverage of the forest. When he was on the road, he seemingly looked on the both directions. \"...Strange, I wonder if there is someone there.\" He asked himself, while he was reminded this forest was quite vibrant then he had anticipated*\n\n*The ground was soft with a layer of leafs along with sticks and branches covering as far as the eye could have seen. Now, it was only the time to see what was going on here.* \"....Hmmm...\" *The forest kept reminding him of other adventures, as if they came up and disappeared into his memory banks as always. Into his brain basically.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*It had taken about a day of travelling for our little Amu to get his way over to the OMB Forest. Why this forest specifically, my dear friends, was due to its more abundant growth of moss and other such herbs. Having magic to heal wounds was good for the kemonomimi, but recently he had been having to turn away those poor enough to receive illnesses that he could not treat. This disturbed him to the point of where he knew he had to go get some ingredients for his mortar and pestle!*\n\n\"The alchemist said that it'd be a long journey, but my feet hurt after all that walking... Even after spending the night in at that kind village, too.\" *He sighed to himself, his tails having been brushing against each other as Amu walked alone. It was at this time that he could spot some strange looking man. At least he thought it was a man. In the distance! Maybe they could help him and make sure he was in the right area?*\n\n*And so, without thinking about the possibility that he could just get straight up mugged by bandits, the kemonomimi neo begun waving at Nest... His small passives to stealth disappearing as he wished to be seen*\n\n\"Hello! Whoever you are! Do you live around here! I need some directions!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Nesy's heterochromic eyes would settle onto this dude. He seemed to be a... Demi-human in some sort of way but he didn't care about apperence or race in general.* \"...Well man! I don't know where I've gone but it appears to be an elven forest... I guess? Because I don't know what the name of this place is.\" *He started to chuckle a little bit.* \"...Well, I am sorry! I can't help you here. Except... The closest tavern.\"\n\n*Nesy gave an apolegegtic look towards the man who was walking towards him. However, he did wave back towards him which means Nesy was very friendly... Perhaps unlike those who meet the Kemonomimi neko. Nevertheless, he had never heard of those creatures in his life.*\n\n\"...Besides, my name is Nesy Celvius. I am an adventurer anyway... So I guesss... I am here to just look around before heading back to the Tavern and such. Well, honestly where I'll be looking for quests to do.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Damn. That was unlucky. This person didn't really know the area either, so Amu was going to have to scavenge around for herbs on his own. He guessed it wasn't that bad, but some disappointment still showed on his face from a rather obvious pout. Even though this man was the barer of bad news, Amu still approached him and stood from about ten feet away to have a conversation... Might as well, right?*\n\n\"Ah, okay. I'm rather new to this area, because I needed to grab some ingredients for potions. You mentioned you were an adventurer, yes? Sometimes I do similar work to you, but most of the time I work as a trauma healer in the capital city... But don't mind all that. You spoke about a tavern, yes? Can I get directions to it when I'm done gathering all the herbs I need?\"\n\n*Amu's cat ears had perked up, as he listened in for the answer from Nest... While picking up the ambience of the area. It would seem that the strange cat creature had similar eyes to the mutant, his being cyan on his left and amber on his right. Aside from some normal dark hair, another peculiar trait was the twin tails sprouting from his backside. The two things would brush up against each other constantly, until entwining with one another and shifting from side to side as if it was just one large limb.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"...Yeah, the Tavern is like over there... Well, it may be far away but there are other locations as well!\" *Those were the locations he knew well. He had also been in to which he explained there was a tavern where they could accept adventurers from all over the world.*\n\n\"...Yeah, there are pretty much other taverns I don't know but those three are the ones I know really well.\" *Nesy explained, scratching the back of his head again while he would look towards the other dude. His eyes seemed similar to his but Nesy had partial-heterochromic eyes but the other one had full heterochromia perhaps.*\n\n*He seemed to be a kind dude with... Bright ideals it seems along with an attitude of a friendly dude. Nevertheless, there was nothing else to be explained here besides he was kind enough to give locations.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*After listening to Nest explain where nearby taverns were, and how he could find some extra work, Amu nodded politely and half smiled. This guy seemed okay, off of the little time he has spent with him. He didn't want to keep him here too long however, and Amu also still had to collect the herbs and return to his home so he could begin creating those medicines and potions.*\n\n\"Thank you for the information! I won't keep you here any longer if you don't feel like hanging about... Mostly because I need to get a move on as well, with finding those herbs. My name is Amu by the way, it was nice meeting you here! Maybe when I have the time we could do a quest together, since you seem to be very into those sorts of things.\"\n\n*Amu then let out a full smile, his tails having untwisted themselves and returned to the nature of brushing against each other. His ears relaxed, having gotten used to the presence of Nest... This wasn't someone to be too worried about, at least from first impressions. He was actually quite helpful! Would be nice to meet again, when Amu didn't have something to do first.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Nesy's eyes perked up to the mention of quests to which he absoloutly insisted he could come with if they were to find him.* \"...Absoloutly! You can come with me indeed if we cross paths or... Yeah, pretty much there.\" *Nesy nodded towards him with a smile on his face. When he eventually started to just talk all casually, because he was relaxed as well.*\n\n\"...You are welcome besides, it's my obligation to help people nowdays. Anyway, if there are nothing else to be said. I will basically continue walking before, I'll basically find a tavern or turn back to the tavern I headed from. So, good luck to you and uh... I hope you'll complete your objective I hope.\"\n\n*He nodded towards Amsu, with a small half-smile on his face as well. He seemed to be able to get along with everyone he meet. Which, was a natural talaent it seemed? He didn't know.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yep! I will see you another day... Hopefully! Back to tackling nature and it's bounties! Have a nice day!\"\n\n***Seeing the mutant smile and gaining some encouragement to complete his mission, Amu was filled with determination.*** *~~ his feet still hurt, though.~~*\n\n*Little Amu then waved goodbye, heading off towards the closest tavern that Nest had described. It was better to get a room rented out now and just fall into a bed, than to get tired from all the herb picking and have to go through the process of interacting with staff... Today would be a productive day!*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*The salty breeze of the misty waters crashed up again imposing stone docks. With a cliff face like drop running it's way along the edges. With stone staircases cut into the large stone blocks leading down to smaller wooden peers with various ships tied to the posts. Ships as large as first rate 4 decked galleons moored in specialised bays, all the was to small sloops and schooners that rocked on the light waves that treaded this far. The wind was moderate breeze blowing southeast. There was countless small venders talking amount eachother trying to sell various goods. Ranging from fancy rugs to dried salted fish fresh from the ocean. There was a small girl who was resting on the edge of the stone wall, starring into the deep blue waters not so far. This was a deep water port and Issotha knew this... The safety of the city was a nice comfort. She kicked her legs back and forth, she had 6 tails all fluffed up and curled around her waistline. She wore some very expensive fur coat with clean red silk. Issotha wore a fur hat with a large feather tucked in the side with a flower slightly dried clipped next to her ear. She sat there humming to herself. Quietly nibbling on some bread and a half eaten portion of dried fish. She held a docking permission form on a leather belt. A ship owner, she seemed undisturbed on her small ledge. The sun was mid day, perhaps a little past noon, the cloud cover cast a deep shadow in the ocean. Issotha finished munching on her food and took a small silk cloth and wiped her mouth, she placed what remained next to her and simply starred out into the deep blue sea.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "**\"And what the hell is THAT supposed to mean, *Elf?*\"**\n\nA deep, morbid growl resonated across the port, breaking through its bustling midday rhythm. Several idle prattle between crowds promptly ceased, turning to regard its source; a tall, dark-furred canine beast kin. He's tall and lean frame was covered in an inconspicuous raven cloak, only exposing his angular facial features and digitigrade lower legs. His glare was focused upon a middle-aged wood elf captain that he was arguing with, currently standing his ground in front of a formidable galley. \n\n**\"Exactly what you heard. No filthy *Mutts* On *My* Ship. I don't care about your coin or your destination,\"** The even captain retorted, which prompted a snarl from the beast, so scornful it felt like searing the surrounding air. More and more curious stares were roused towards the argument and for a moment the canine gestured as if to procure something under his cloak. However, the fearful eyes of a wood elf child peaking behind the captain at the galley's entrance caused him to stay his hand, lips pulling back to bare his fangs briefly before turning to leave with a 'tech', cloak waving behind him.\n\nDisgruntled, the canine padded his way to escape further prying eyes towards the more humble side of the port, where some of the smaller ships were docked. Soon, the crowd would lose interest and go back into minding their own businesses. Arguments that echoed across the entire port weren't a rare circumstance, after all. His brisk steps halted a small distance from the ledge Scotia had seated herself, pulling a flask of strong-smelling amber ale from his hip, uncorking it with his teeth and spitting the top out before taking a vigorous chug. \n\n*\"Damned knife-eared pricks. There goes another chance to set sail today...\"* He muttered in frustration, all the while trying to drown it in liquor." }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Issothawould hear the distance arguments. She had fairly good eye sight, since she was still fairly young at the age of 180 years old. Watching the small argument break out she sighed. It was time to get back to the ship. It wasn't very impressive, a small schooner. It had only 2 slanted masts. However the small bodied ship had some impressive rigging and sails. Probably a very fast ship in the right winds. The hull was a black pain with a dull gloss running across the span of the ship. It was one large white glossy stripe running across the ship with small slits for bows and crossbows to shoot from. There was some gold and silver lining bearing the stern by the captains quarters.*\n\n*Issotha trotted over, the ship was poorly crewed and had some weathering. She gave the ship a quick inspection from the safety of the peer. Before running back up in a gleeful jog. Running up the stairs almost falling due to her small hight she began to make her way around street level. However she struggled to navigate due to her short hight. Standing only 1.6 meters tall or no more then 5 feet and 3 inches she was quite small. However she was definitely beautiful, still this did not stop her from trying to get to the foreman's house to requisition some paperwork for her upcoming trip to Gachtuni. A port city to the east.*\n\n*As Issotha trotted her way she would glance over trying to see between the crowds. As she got closer she heard him gruntled \"Damned knife-eared picks. Voguer languages she might add. Suddenly there was a smack, as she blindly ran right into what felt like a impassable wall of fur. It was the man that argued with the elf not so long ago. She stumbled back in concern and a bit of fear. She was quite small and frail.*\n\"I'm so sorry sir, I didn't mean to.\"\n*She said in a soften yet shaken voice. She seemed closed and definitely energetic. But tried to remain calm as she glanced up at the towering being.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Even while indulging in his alcohol addiction-one of the far too many vices he possessed-the canine's attention was no less focused. His gaze regarded most of what the docks had to offer, from boats to trading stall to people. And while his keen sense of smell was preoccupied with salted sea air, fish and several brands of liquor, some smelling far more pleasant than others, his hearing peaked upon anything of interest the idle conversations among crowds had to offer.\n\nOf course, the talk in most people's mouths had been the same over the past month. The fall of Mistook keep, one of Floor's oldest and most formidable forts, as well as rumors of the black beast that orchestrated it all. News of the fort crumbling down in an arcane blast had spread like wildfire across the Sinai empire, and if prejudice towards beast folk was insufferable before, now it is outright paranoid. Upstanding elves feared that their own beast kin slaves would murder them in their sleep inspired by this event. And regardless of the consequences in disposition that might have wrought, the jackal was never more satisfied with his handiwork.\n\nHis train of thought came to an abrupt halt when the mistune girl bumped into his back. Luckily for him though, she was petite in frame and light enough to not throw him off balance; but startle him all the same. His ears perked up immediately, coarse fur on his head standing on end as he turned with an irritated grunt. For a brief moment, the glare in his mismatched eyes was nothing short of mortifying. His left eye was a seething scarlet, iris intense as a summer flame, while his right eye was a pallid silvery-Grey, lacking a pupil with a vertical scar across either side of it, cold as death.\n\n.\n\n\n\nHe stood an entire foot over her, enough so that he had to arch his muzzle down to regard the girl. His expression all but immediately softened upon seeing her so shaken. \"Watch your step next time,\" He snarled lightly, though his tone lacked the morbid aggressiveness from the previous argument. The distinct scent of booze in his breath might have played a part in it.\n\nHe didn't fail to take notice of the girl's rather elegant and exotic clothing though. Expensive outfits were far from rare in the city, especially among the ever-haughty elves, but not as fitting on the docks, on a small and seemingly defenseless ornate. \"What's a mistune doing in this hell-hole anyway?\" The canine asked with a drawl. \"You a tourist or somethin'? Trust me, the elves greatly oversell the beauty of their lands, *Almost* As much as they do for themselves.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*At first Issotha was scared shitless, her pale blue eyes dilated slightly. She was definitely in a sense of fear. As she was a tiny twig compared to the canine. She took a small step back so she could more easily look at him. Issotha was curious on why such a creature was here. They were normally enslaved in these parts. She didn't believe it was moral. If she could push reforms she would but her days of power ended over a century ago after her mother's death who was a influential figure at her time. Still she lost a lot ever since she committed \"Treason\". Like minded left a stain on her trust to her country. Issotha took note of the strange clothing he wore. He was clearly an interloper to this city. Perhaps from the far eastern lands that's she used to visit before well.. It happened.. For a brief second she drifted from reality before the chatter of the surrounding people snapped her to reality.*\n\n*As the man talked Issotha listen, this place was far from a hell hole. Well at least in her times it wasn't. It had been in decline for a long time now. Maybe she was blinded by the luxuries provided off the backs of the poor.*\n\"I- I am not a tourist!\"\n*She said in a underlying tone, clearly a bit snappy at the statement. Perhaps she was a bit on edge.*\n\"Trust me the sane sights get boring after a century or two. Even the so called Elven beauty isn't so beautiful. These clothes did cost my a fortune, twenty or so gold if you ask me.\"\n*She seemed less afraid now and more just down in general. Perhaps she was just in a down right poor mood. She removed her hat and placed it on her side holding it with one hand. Her ears twitched briefly as she listened in on the many sounds that filled the air.*\n\"What are you doing here 'eastener'. Seems like you have you're reasons to hate my homeland.\"\n\n*She said curiously, Issotha was definitely on the closed doors end. She wasn't trying to be rude. Perhaps she just held a deep grudge against the outside world. Maybe some traumatic event forced her mind into this closed like state. No matter, her clearly distracted mind was one overstatement to this. She tried to put on a faint smile as she spoke but to no avail.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Didn't think you for a native,\" The beast kin admitted in an almost apologetic tone. \"Too fuzzy and petite compared to the pole-proportioned bastards that think they own the world.\" \n\nHe eased his posture with a shrug, briefly averting his gaze to survey the surroundings once more, like ensuring no further onlookers. For one reason or another, the canine seemed overly cautious and alert with so many elves around. He shifted uncomfortably before leaning back against a nearby cobblestone wall, covered by the shade where his raven black cloak reflected no light. \n\n\"I reckon 'southerner' would be a more accurate assessment,\" He corrected in the same heavily accented drawl, his voice a deep, gruff growl one might expect from a sentient canine. His expression had split between one of mild bemusement a subtle, predatory grin, his intense mismatched eyes judging the mistune's every word as if measuring her value. \n\n\"Though I've been around these parts long enough to despise them. And frankly, I'd be impressed if you gave me a single reason to *Not* Hate the self-righteous bastards that call themselves 'high' elves and treat my kin worse than feral animals.\" His composure faltered at that, the disdain obvious in his words. Though as quickly as the spiteful glare in his eyes flickered, it went away, fixing the position of his cloak with a light sigh. \"I've got some business in Pinnacle to attend soon, but as you show, no captain will take me there. Can't even tell if they fear me or the scrawny pirates more. Hmph,\" He grumbled in frustration. \"Cowardly bastards, all of them. They won't even accept my coin and my word to defend their ship from assailants. And I can handle myself in a fight better than their entire crew combined.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She grabbed a small box near by. A wooden box that seemed to have been used recently. She grabbed a silk cloth and unfolded it. Covering the box for her to sit on without ruining her coat.* \"I would take you, but I don't like the open water\" *She said in a dull voice. It clearly bothered her. Something about the sea got to her. Something deep inside. That tore a hole that choked on crushing waves of the sea.*\n\"I have to go to the foreman's house to get some paper work for a transaction. Then load a few things, after that I can take you south and you can hit a ride north. I owe a ship, well it's barely a ship really.\" *She said as her tail swayed side to side. In a sense of lightened moods. She quickly glanced down and fixed her fur coat which had begun to slip down. Pulling it up with a gentle pull. In the corner cover by her coat was a fine rapier, a long thin blade wrapped in a fine cloth with the name Aravalur engraved in the hilt. She seemed uncomfortable with a long blade constantly poking her rear, sitting down must be a bother for her* \"So why exactly are you heading to Pinnacelia, that's north of where I'm heading. A bit of a stones through into deep water...\" *She paused on the deep water, quickly snapping back to reality she glanced back at him. She was curious but she definitely felt the need to learn more. She stood up and fixed her bottoms, then wrapped her fine cloth up into a nice folded napkin and placed it in a sleeve.* \"We can talk while we walk. If that's ok with you.\" *She said as she motioned to start walking. The foreman's house wasn't so far, maybe a kilometre or two walk. Still shouldn't take more then twenty or so minutes to get there, and they would be back within the hour. Issotha stood a few feet, she waited for him to get his stuff ready. She was a small figure. Easy enough to lose in a small crowd. She could easily be a ticket out. How ever she seemed reluctant to travel there for some reason. Still maybe she could be convinced.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Her words *Did* Get a budging reaction out of him, one between amusement and surprise. \"A woman captain, and a mistune at that, in a sordid port like this, amongst elves... Fate must be playing a very crude game at me,\" The beast kin muttered, carving a vague smile at the corners of his muzzle. \"I can offer the coin and fighting strength you need for a trip like that, as I've mentioned. And I *Am* A man of my word.\" \n\nThe sheathed rapier on the mistune's hip did not elude his notice and neither did her signs of obvious fear, however brief that might have been. Devil's always the details after all, for anyone that keeps their eyes open to *Truly* Sees. \"As I said, I've got some business to settle there. Been a gladiator in one of their arenas before, and earned enough favor to get what I need. Most folk there is my kin that barely escaped slavery or worse. Some resorted to more illicit activities, but if they're faulty enough to try and board us... Well, they knew the risks,\" He stated matter-of-factly, confident and unfettered in tone.\n\nHe nodded at the girl's request to walk together, his arms crossed behind his back, padding his way through the crowd. He weaved between people with precise, meticulous steps, like a predator stalking prey. His footpads made naught but a single noise, even when treading upon weathered wooden planks. His gaze rarely needed to meet the mistune's by now. Even if she did get lost in the crowd somehow due to her small frame, he had her scent. And his sense of it was keen enough to discern it for miles with little effort, as befitting of any member of his species.\n\n\"Any particular reason you wouldn't sail all the way there?\" He asked, even if his voice implied he already knew the answer." }, { "from": "human", "value": "*As they walked she shrugged at the notion. She paid a hefty some of money to get her ship, well over market value. As well as previous connections she made thirty years prior.*\n\"Well money speaks, paid way more then the ship was worth. Plus having connections in places is always a added bonus. If you look on the inside this place isn't actually half bad. Despite it's glaring flaws.\" *She said rather coldly, and oddly enough she was definitely more hard to smell. Her body sent was almost non existent. An odd quirk. Still he would be able to smell her strong enough to trail her by a few meters if need be.*\n\"Not exactly, I used to duel a few years back, well ok a few decades back. I've held onto it ever since. Been quite a while since I've left the safety of my homeland.\" *She paused to think about his statement as if something about it bothered her. She spoke up in a slightly sympathetic tone.*\n\"I don't exactly agree with slavery, but this country has gone above its honour for me in its more recent years. Maybe if my mother wasn't killed reforms could have been pushed a century ago.\" *She said towards his notion of slavery. It was clear she did not like the terms here. Issotha did receive some racial neglect due to her status and being a woman, it was fairly light, just bothersome. Especially around slavery. But she still held strong with her birth place at least. His mention of the deep waters or her perception of such seemed to bother her. She loved sailing and loved the ocean, however she held a deep deep fear of the deepest of waters. A mere thirty years ago they took her only true friends life. She wondered if he ever thought of that. They were nearing the house. She was trotting along comfortably.*\n\"It's a long story, why don't you ask the ocean what happened...\" *She said at a slight pause as she walked up to the entrance of the foreman's house. She walked over and knocked on the door, before leaning back.*\n\n\"Stay here, I'll be back in a few minutes.\" *A few seconds later and the door creaked open as a old elf opened the door welcoming her in. The house was a small shack on the edge of port right near the larger galleons. It was made from a mix of cobble stone and old mortar. A very old house. So old the windows had started to droop. And the roof was off placed by a slight degree. As the minutes passed muffled arguments could be heard. The words couldn't be made out. She yelled at him followed by a slam, she came out slightly ruffed up with the paper work.*\n\"Sorry for taking a while...\"\n*She had slight scuff marks, nothing serious but it looked like she had been strangled briefly. Maybe she wasn't on good terms.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*He walks closer to the Fox* \"I have leftover meat in the house- don't try and eat them please—\" *He pleads looking a little exhausted, he hasn't had to run at that speed in a while but that's not important as trying to keep this stranger from murdering his farm animals.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Don't try to eat them? But there's so many-! How many birds are even in there-?\"*She said sniffing at the air.*\"Do you elves usually capture your food before you eat them? Maybe you guys aren't so dumb after all-.\"*The fox seemed enraptured by all the animals sitting in front of her. She was hardly listening to the tired Elf.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*A bit irritated the elf sighs before a light bulb went off in his head, he hasn't attempted to crowd control the chickens in a while mostly because of situations that was out of his control so the chicken pen is almost too crowded* \"How about this, if you promise to not eat all of my farm animals you can eat a half of the chickens.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Her tail began wagging instantly at the idea.*\"Half of them?\"*She asked.*\"That'll last me for moons!\"*The fox didn't seem to hesitate to take the deal. She morphed back into her animal form and dug under the fence before launching herself at the animals. Feathers went flying everywhere as she did, but the fox was too hungry to care.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He briefly looks away as the carnage in front of him unfolded the sound of distress clucking mixed with screaming irked him but it's for the best he thought, it was his idea afterall that's until he feels a light pecking on his shoes, he looks down and sees Henrietta furiously pecking on him probably a sign he should pick her up before she tears a hole or two in said shoe and with that he picked her up and covered her eyes.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The fox had quickly torn through a couple of the chickens, completely ignoring the chaos that arose from it as she proceeded to eat the ones she managed to catch. It was but a trap, however, as upon consuming the two chickens, she made herself too full to be bothered with chasing the rest of them. She let out a huff of air, causing some feathers to fly up as she made her escape from the chaotic coop and returned to her humanoid form.*\"I'll return for the others later.\"*She said with a slight pout.*\"Those get to live another day for now.\"*The woman stretched a bit, appearing a lot more docile now that she had eaten. Although that hardly lasted before the questions came. Her gaze fell upon the chicken he held, and she tilted her head at it.*\"Is that bird for food later?\"*She asked.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Oh no this is one of the chickens i keep around everytime we need to sell the others, she's one of my favourites\" *He replied, Henrietta seemingly puffing with pride at such a statement he needs to stop stroking her ego otherwise the hen might think she could get away with virtually anything.. Well almost everything already.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*As the sun would begin rising above the horizon, gentle rays of light would soon shine within the small camping area they had rested at the night prior, reflecting off the rough patches of snow still left upon the ground. Terrel found himself dozing peacefully near the burned out campfire, the small furry bodies of his wolves surrounding him to his inability of being able to remember them being near him in the first place. Nevertheless, the Pig Elf seemed comfortable enough with the arrangements, his eldest wolf resting their head atop his lightly rising and falling chest as if trying to serve as protection while also getting some sleep himself.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Manon looked over her shoulder at the sound of movement. She woke up not too long before Terrell, more to get out of the sunlight than anything. She decided to find some berries in the meantime, maybe those in the camp would appreciate something sweet in the morning to start off their day. Given the time she had to collect, it wouldn't be enough for the whole camp so maybe she'd just share with the animals or Terrell. She wanted to say good morning to the Elf but held her tongue. So instead she turned back to collect more berries from the bush she was at.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would stir in his sleep, his hand reaching up to find itself patting the top of Floof's head as the Elf would slowly wake up. He sat up, letting out a tired yawn as he'd glance around the camp with a somewhat tired expression before eventually forcing himself to stand up. The movement seemed to wake up the other wolves, the younger ones' tails starting to wag as if they'd been waiting for him to get up this whole time as they'd begin to mill around his legs, forcing him to have to step more carefully around them.*\"Going to have to get these two trained before we reach Salvania...\"*He'd mutter with a sigh, glancing back to notice Manon collecting berries at the edge of camp.*\"Seems like someone's already awake.\"*He'd say.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Finishing stripping the bush dry of it's fruit before venturing into the trees. She wasn't sure if he was talking to her or not. Manon figured Terrell would've made it more obvious if he wanted her attention so it must have been to his animals.* \"I suppose they'll be hungry too, TCU can have some of my berries.\" *She said to herself. She wasn't opposed to animals dying to sedate the hunger of other animals, just didn't enjoy being in the area when it happened. She was opposed to her own need that forced her to hurt or kill animals, her least favorite trait about herself. The only good thing about this whole situation was sometimes blood healed wounds that her magic couldn't, thought that was very rare.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would regard her for the time being as she seemed to be talking to herself. She was really distant from society wasn't she? Then again he supposed this was more normal than the animal thing. The thought crossed his mind for a bit as Floof would walk over to him, coming to sit down rather respectfully despite the other two clambering over him.*\"Hm...\"*Turning back to Manon, Terrel would gradually make his way over to her, the wolf pups in tow as they raced one another to try to figure out where he was going to go first.*\"Ready to go Manon?\"*He'd ask as he neared her, not giving much context to what he meant by that.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ah!\" *Too lost in her own thoughts to hear Terrell approach her.* \"I was just collect-\" *She started until he spoke. Where were they going? Maybe.? She entertained the thought that she found a group that would accept her, gaining some hope for the future. She couldn't stop the smile that pulled at her cheeks. Maybe she should explain herself and her needs. She wouldn't want anyone to get hurt because of her.* \"Alright.\" *Tightening her grip on the basket as she turned around and walked towards the Elf.* \"Good morning.\" *She said quietly as she approached him, the smile still lingered across her lips.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel eyed her for a moment. She seemed unusually peachy for it being this early in the morning. Deciding to ignore it, he'd eventually turn away from the Elf and head off in a nonspecific direction.*\"Morning...\"*He'd say after a while to acknowledge Manon for the time being as he'd glance back to make sure his wolves were following. He'd raise the whistle around his neck to his mouth, blowing into it to get their attention. Turning their heads up to them, the three pups would follow after him, tails wagging in excitement. Perhaps it was time for Manon to put her strange abilities to use if she could really do what she claimed to be able to.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Manon figured this would've been the best time to give him his breakfast. She didn't collect enough for everyone so it would've been better if this happened more discreetly* \"Oh, I picked these for you. For breakfast.\" *She extended the hand that held the basket, offering a minor assortment of fruits for him to snack on if he chose.* \"I didn't have much time to grab some for everyone back at camp.\" *Picking up a couple of smaller sized berries for the bird.* \"Is Mr. Tzu with us today, he might be hungry.\" *Holding up the small berry for Terrell to see between her index and thumb.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel looked at the basket she held out, holding up a hand as he would say:*\"Save it. I'll eat once we're done here.\"*He doubted the others would care much for just eating berries, most likely taking preference to any meat they find out here than the light fruits. However, that was a problem for another time, for now he wanted to focus on training his wolves before they headed into Prasia and lost ability to do so in the privacy of the woods for a while. Finally back out in the snow, the younger wolf pups would find themselves hopping from pile to pile while Floof would keep near the two of them. At the mention of his bird, Terrel would respond.*\"Tzu is always with us. He hardly leaves my hair especially with all the wolves and things going on outside it.\"*He'd say, giving context to how vulnerable the bird was outside shelter. Reaching into his long pink strands of hair, Terrel would course his gloved fingers through it until he'd eventually wrap his hand around the small bird and would tug him out into the open. Taking the smaller berry from Manon, he'd hand it off to the jittering animal to settle him down before placing him on his shoulder for the time being so he could eat.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Manon brought the basket back to her side. What were they even doing here? Manon probably shouldn't have just followed someone she met into a forest alone. Pretty stupid of her now that she thought about it. He seems friendly enough though.* \"Uhm, what are we doing, where are we going?\" *She'd ask, now concerned with her surroundings. A fighter of sorts, and multiple wolves around her. Thankfully none of the wolves were talking about attacking, so this wasn't entirely planned either.*\n*Standing at the edge of the shade, looking up to see how the winter sky looked today. She 'could' go out into the sunlight but not for very long. Ever since the incident she was very photosensitive and got sunburned rather easily. She would've grabbed something to cover herself if she knew this was on the agenda* \"Good morning TCU.\" *Happy to see at least something eating the berries she worked for. She also found enjoyment in watching the two pups run around.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would walk on in silence, debating between whether or not he should say or instead leave her wondering out of the amusement of it.*\"Heading to a nearby creek I found so that the pups can have something to drink.\"*He'd finally say.*\"Then we're going to be training them. After all, you said you could translate between us, hm?\"*Terrel would explain, glancing back at her. It was hard to tell what expression he was making under his mask, save for the slightest grin etched at the edge of his lips. Whether m he was joking with her or being completely serious, it was hard to tell. Nevertheless he would turn away once more to follow a path towards this supposed creek, his wolves eagerly darting on ahead.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Manon would look up at him, either she was shocked or confused, both probably. One moment he was calling her crazy for talking to Floor, now though. But she did say she would as apart from their arrangement. She stared at the back of his head, maybe he could feel the intense stare she held onto him. For someone who didn't like her speaking, he's asking her to speak. For someone who didn't believe that she could talk to animals, he wants her to talk to animals. Maybe she should just assume what he wants is the total opposite of what he says. Looking down at her hand before running past him. She stood between Terrell and the wolves just so she could extend the basket towards him once more.* \"If we're going to be out here for a while, we should eat now rather than later.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would come to a sudden stop as she'd rush ahead of him and hold the basket out again, insisting they eat something now as if the berries were going to go bad in the few hours they'll be gone. Maybe she was more concerned about starving than he was, but he couldn't care less about snacking on a few fruits just to hold him over for a few extra minutes with camp not being so far in the first place.*\"Then eat your fill.\"*He'd say before lightly brushing past her with the sweep of his cloak as he'd continue walking. The Elf figured she could walk and eat if she was so focused on snacking beforehand, at the very least it'll save the time of waiting.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Manon took a step backwards as he bumped into her. She stood there for a few moments in disbelief. Digging her hand into the basket and began snacking on the berries she found, just as he suggested. Somebody clearly didn't get enough sleep last night, she thought to herself. Turning around and stalking behind Terrell, with a straight face. She wasn't going to let him ruin her morning so far* \"Suit yourself then\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would continue onwards in silence until he was finally able to see the creak he had found earlier, inclining his head down towards it to get Manon's attention as he would soon head over to the water. The wolf pups would happily bound their way down the snowy slope, Floof easily taking lead of the two as he made his way over to the cold water and would lower his head to drink from it, the other two soon joining him as they'd carefully reach their heads down to get a taste as well. Terrel would follow just behind them, coming to sit down upon the ground a small distance from the water as he'd watch the wolves for the time being, waiting for them to finish. Patting the area beside him, he'd gesture for Manon to take a seat without shifting his eyes away from the creak's edge.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Manon followed his head motion and saw the creek. It was pretty amazing to look at in her eyes. She picked up her pace, excited to make it there a little faster. Taking a seat beside where Terrell patted. She thrust the basket onto his lap before he had a chance to say anything.* \"I'm not helping unless you eat.\" *She didn't look at him either, instead she focused her attention on the wolves instead. She was curious as to what he needed her help for. The Elf seemed too prideful to admit that talking to animals might actually be useful.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Unable to get a word out, Terrel found the basket being shoved onto his lap, causing him to turn his head towards the Elf as she said she wasn't going to help unless he ate the berries. If he didn't know any better, he would have suspected that she was trying to poison him at this rate with her insistence on him eating whatever berries it was that she picked out. Then again, she had also had some for herself as well. With a roll of his eyes, he'd pick up a few of the berries and pop them into his mouth, swallowing them quickly before asking sarcastically:*\"Happy now?\"*Times like this he wondered if she was always going to be this difficult when things needed to get done. It's not like they had all the time in the world with other places still left to go.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Very.\" *She said, giving him a triumphant smile. Pulling the baskets back and placing it onto the ground beside her.* \"What are we training them to do?\" *Her eyes still fixated on the wolves, watching them drink from the water source. She assumed it would be hunting or attacking, what else would it be really? She did agree to help, she was happy that there was something she could do to help. Even if she'd just be a guest for a little while. She had already grown comfortable with the people around her, to an extent. The thought of when they had to go separate ways wasn't very pleasant to think about either.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel gave a light shake of his head in his exasperation towards her before eventually deciding to refocus on the wolves.*\"Impulse control.\"*He'd answer before gesturing down towards the two grey wolves.*\"See the two grey ones down there? The smaller one is Blur and the slightly larger one is Ansel.\"*He'd sit back, resting his gloved palms onto the ground.*\"Planning on leaving them with someone for a while so we can continue our travels with worrying about them being in any danger. Floof is good on his own, but the younger ones still have to learn how to properly listen.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Turning her head to face Terrell, It wasn't a bad thing to teach wolves how to control their impulses. But these were young still, of course they would have energy.* \"How would you like to go about this, and what can I do to assist?\" *Manon wasn't sure if this was something he was tasking her to do, or if it was a joint operation of sorts. She couldn't imagine that he would've left all this on her. He had no real way to prove she was doing what was asked.* \"Is this why you haven't fed them yet?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"You can talk to them can't you?*He'd question.*\"I suppose it would be no more than teaching children basic commands.\"*Terrel would let out a snort of laughter, suspecting that was hardly any easier, but nonetheless they would still be speaking the same language and he'd finally be able to tell just how useful her abilities were. Being asked if that was why he didn't feed them yet, he'd reach to his side, pulling out a small pouch from within his cloak. Opening it slightly, he would reveal the small bits of dried meats within it. Jerky.*\"They probably won't be hungry if you could get them to follow the basic commands. You know, sit, stay, come.\"*Placing the bag in her hand, he'd continue.*\"Think of this as extra motivation. It takes time to teach pups, but you can at least try to get them to understand that they need to listen.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She took the bag and placed it into her basket, next she picked up the basket. Smiling to herself, she placed a hand on Terrell's shoulder and used him to stand up, intentionally placing all her weight for a brief moment onto that shoulder. She had to imagine the look on his face, what would be underneath the mask. It brought her a little bit of pleasure if she were honest. This is something friends do, right? Turning to the wolves before calling out to them both.* \"Hey, Blur, Angel! Get over here!\" *She dangled the bag of food for them both to see, leaving the top open, so the scent can fill the air. Turning back towards Terrell before suggesting that Floor should join in this as well, more as a model student if anything.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would lower his shoulder under the weight she placed on it, making it harder than needed to use him completely to stand up. A smug look crossed what little could be seen of his face before he'd soon look away to focus on the pups. Ansel and Blur would glance up at the mention of their names, water dripping from their muzzles as they'd merely stare over at her. With the suggestion of bringing Floof over as well, Terrel would bring the whistle to his mouth, blowing into it before calling him over. Floof would turn his head towards them, happily bounding over to the two as he'd glance up, tongue hanging from his jaws. As the scent of food began to waft around the area, the other two would slowly begin shuffling over to Manon, staring up at her and practically mimicking Floof as if to beg for the treats.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Alright, today we're going to learn how to control our urges. Floor, since you already know what to do you'll be my little helper today.\" *She turned to Blur and Angel.* \"Please try your best to do what Floor does.\" *She placed the contents of the jerky into her basket before placing the bag down in front of the dogs. They needed to get a good whiff of the reward they could receive if they listened. Turning around and walking back to Terrell, standing right beside him* \"Blow the whistle again.\" *She also placed some berries over the jerky, attempting to mask the smell as well.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Floof would scratch at his fur with a hind leg, coming to sit down without any treats being gifted to him to his disappointment. Terrel would give a lighter blow to his whistle, causing the other pups to look over to him before eventually losing their more playful look to their faces. Seeing Manon place down the basket with the jerky and berries, Ansel would walk up to it, hopping onto his hind legs to place his forepaws on the basket edge in order to peer inside only for it to tip over and roll on top of him to his surprise. He let out a bark of surprise while Blur would begin sniffing around the side of it, confused by the mixed scents.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*The Sounds of steps were heard throughout the Forest. It Sounded like a pair of Sandals, and that was right. A Okamimi with the name of Taela was walking through said forest. Her Sandals doing said sounds. She was Sweating a bit what was slowly showing on her body with her tabi a bit drenched by them also looking a bit dirty. Though why was she sweating. If one were to look at here, he'd see that she was actually exercising, running huge laps throughout the forest since workout in the Morning was quite Important to her. She'd Probably have to clean those things afterwards. Whilst doing the exercises she was thinking about maybe getting a few Resources so she may Sew some clothes for workout together since that would be better than wearing her fancy Kimono during it. Maybe she'd do that after the Session. After some while she stopped for a little break, going to a nearby river and drinking a bit out of it and then sitting nearby it. Slowly removing her Sandals as well as Tabi socks from her feet and dangiling them in the Water which was quite refreshing.*\n<" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Upon approaching the lake, she'd notice that to her right was a green haired wood elf. They leaned back upon a nearby tree looking out on the water. Unlike other wood elf, she wore more modern clothing. Clothing that you'd only seen to be dawned by those who live within walls. Or in this else's worlds, the clothing of cowards. It was a shame this clothing was so comfortable though. A fur lined wool coat, great sweater, dark leather pants and dark brown boots.\n\nIn her left hand was a medium-sized bow. It seemed entirely made of metal besides the makeshift leather grips on the sides. Her right hand rested on her chest. Seems she was gripping something. Upon further inspection, said something was a necklace. She wasn't paying attention to her surroundings. Staring out on the horizon in deep thought. Her quiver full of arrows and bookbag laid to her left leaning against the tree as well." }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The Sound of her Dangeling would probably make some Sounds. Same as the arrival at the River should make some Noises that might get the atention of the Wood Elf. However Taela Noticed the Elf herself by seeing her in the corner of her eye. She looked over to her for a short time and then turned her head to the river again. She didn't really care that someone was near her, though the Bow made her a little uncomfortable. Which is why she was a bit on guard. Nobody knows if one is a bandit or not. Better be safe. She then continued Cleaning her Feet as well as the socks which made them a little wet but she didn't care.*\n\n*She then slowly took them on again and then filled her hands with a little bit of water to clean her face a little. She then layed down onto the grass and relaxed a little like she planned to. Though her guard was still a bit on.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The wood elf's deep thought would soon come to an end. As it had, she let out a sigh before pushing herself off the tree and onto her on feet. She turned to grab her things but would stop in he tracks as she noticed the Karimi. Her blue eyes stared at her for a while. For such a beautiful color, they obviously held venom within them. \n\n\"How much did you see?\"\n\nShe asked, no, demanded the Karimi to answer. Despite her attempting to sound threatening or scary, her voice seemed to be a bit quieter than she seemed to want it to be. Upon further inspection, her face was a bit wet and her face was red too. Her eyes were watery and red as if she had been crying. Had she?" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*As Taela heard the Elf speak, she raised a brow and opended one eye to look at her*\n\n\" Mh? See what exactly? \"\n\n*She then asked, not giving her face much attention, thus not really noticing her wet face. Though she saw the red tone but didnt care much for it. It just could've been that she was hot or Angry and thus having a red face. After looking a short glimpse at her after the question she closed her Eye before Standing up again and reopening them, revealing her Eyes comepletly now. Taela was actually quite a bit Shorter than the elf just standing there with 1 and a half head lesser of size. But size doesnt really matter does it?. She then Noticed the Wet parts of her face and was now wondering why it was wet there, Did she wash herself? No that would probably look different. She then looked at the redness of her Face and probably her eyes to since thats quite normal when crying,(If she did of course) thinking if this Elf just cried or something*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The elf wiped her face with her sleeve. The redness clearing up as she looked down upon the Mimi. She wasn't used to this height difference. Normally she was shorter when she confronted people. Answering her question with another seemed to irritate her. \n\n\"Don't fucking play dumb with me. How long have you been here?\"\n\nThe elf obviously didn't want to be found out for crying. She couldn't be seen weak by anyone. Even if it was just people she met a single time." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\" Look, i dont know what youre onto, but i didn't see anything from you. I just came here and sat down, so what is your Problem? \"\n*She then Asked looking a bit Annoyed since the Elf was a bit rude even though Taela didn't do anything bad to her. Even though The Elf was significantly bigger than her Taele didn't really looked like she was scared. In the time she finished her Sentences she bended down to put on her Footwear real quick in case things could get worse with that Elf.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You better not be lying\"\n\nShe muttered, clearing her throat so she didn't sound so sad. She examined the Mimi. It was pretty far from any homes, at least to the elves knowledge.\n\n\"What are you doing out here anyway?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\" Oh? Im just taking a break from the exercises i did, thats it \"\n\n*Taela said, now standing up again and looking at Erin at full size. She then looked over to the water and came closer again, Washing her hands when she noticed they were a bit dirty from relaxing on the ground. After that was done she came back to the elf.*\n\n\" Why are you asking though.. \"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Thieves are all around. I was just making sure you weren't going to try and steal from me. I wouldn't want to get my coat dirty with your blood\"\n\nShe smirked as she swung her quiver and bookbag around her back. She was attempting to assert a sort of dominance over the Mimi. It was unannounced to her that Tabla may not care as much as the elf expected of her." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*The fox's ears twitched idly. She had no clue how one could have a favorite food and not eat it.*\"Elves are so strange.\"*She said before looking past him back towards the house.*\"So this is your den? Elves always seem to have very large ones. I wonder what kinds stuff you guys store in there.\"*The fox didn't seem to wait for an answer. She was quick on her feet as she fox-formed and darted over to the house, proceeding to break and enter.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He internally scolded himself for letting this woman live, but ultimately putting Henrietta in the coup again and ran into the house making a mental note to beef up security around the area and to be more careful of his surroundings.*\n\n*The insides of the house was more different than before, such as new furniture, wallpaper, and a carpet that no longer stinks of dried blood! Though he did keep that weirdly scorched family portrait hanging above a fireplace.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Luckily enough, the fox didn't seem to have destroyed anything in her making her way in. Instead she had found a warm patch of sunlight coming in from one of the windows and had decided to curl up on the floor beneath it. She peered over at the Elf lazily and shifted back to humanoid form, which at this point it was getting hard to really tell the difference between.*\"I can't believe you have this whole den to yourself. And not another Elf scent for miles.\"*She said.*\"Don't you guys like stay in packs or something?\"*The fox stretched out on the floor, lounging peacefully with clearly no intent on moving.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He stood stiff when he hears the comment, but he shrugs off the surprise* \"Well yes, but nobody stays here long enough when they come over so it's mostly just me and the animals\" *He replies with a sheepish smile, he wasn't lying nor was he telling the whole truth though the fox didn't need to know that information, it's not like he's hiding a deep dark secret that he wants 𝗻𝗼𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 to find out or else he'd probably need to start packing and move again.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Well that's stupid.\"*The fox commented with a snort.*\"Who makes a den this large just to keep their food in it? If I lnew this place existed, I'd be plumper than those chickens that practically walked into my paws. All the elves I've seen had all kinds of dens next to each other and food that they were less than friendly with sharing. That and land anyways, but they were always a group.\"*She let out a yawn.*\"I guess they'd be pretty weak without one. It's a wonder why no one else came to steal your food by now.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Truly a mystery\" *He replied almost sinisterly, but he shot a question before this accidental slip up could be pointed out though he doubts the fox paid attention too much he's sure she tuned him out all this time* \"If you want to sleep I have a separate room for you to sleep in instead of you sleeping on the floor...\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*It was true that the fox was hardly paying attention to him. Only when he asked her a question did she peer over at him.*\"Does the room really matter? I'd end up sleeping on the floor regardless.\"*She questioned him, not really in tune with the concept of there being anywhere else to sleep.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Eventually he just gives up and lets the fox lady sleep on his floor, the circumstances could've been worse, like she could be stolen all of his possessions or worse she finds out, and he has to kill another living being again which is getting tiring at this point, now that he's remembering back he should probably go back to get the abandoned shovel somewhere out there in the forest.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Coin is just a means to an end, as far as I'm concerned. Procuring and making use of it efficiently is more than enough, I don't need to bathe in gold, unlike most the folk here,\" The canine stated gruffly, taking wild ganders across the crowd for anything notable or threatening, voice kept low. \"I've no more wish to know your people more than to run them through if given a good reason to. And I ain't particularly demanding on good reasons when it comes to them.\"\n\nThe stench of so many people in one place caused him to scrunch his nose more than ones, clearly doing no favours in his current mood either. These damn perfumes that *Every damn elf* Seemed to wear in excess, even the males made him sicker than any rancid stench ever could at this point- and he's known his fair share of those, considering his rugged exterior. \n\"I've had more duels than I've kept count for, some less illicit than others. In my tribe, it was for honing my skills, in the pit it was for survival, and it the arena, it was for coin. But there's higher purposes a man can fight for than this.\"\n\nHis posture tensed momentarily, gaze focused back at the kitsune with narrowed eyes. He seemed to contemplate her words and his own, before taking a more grim expression. \"Change like that can't come easy. One can't reach people's hearts with words alone when a blade can do the same so much quicker. Especially when it comes to slavery, that's been around for so many generations.\" The beastkin let a scornful sigh before continuing. \"If you're 'lucky', you're born into slavery and never know true freedom to fight for. The less fortunate are captured and forced into slavery, whipped and lashed until they're broken. Then if you're like me and refuse to grow complacent... Well...\" \n\n.\n\nHe shrugged in resentment like that, stopping before the foreman's house. Nodding to let the girl pass to settle any tedious paperwork he had no intention to partake in, his ears remained focused to the talk all the same. And he had good enough hearing to listen and the most quiet of whispers when focused. And as things always were between elves and those they considered 'lesser' the talk seemed to go far from smoothly. The canine could hardly resist the urge to barge at the moment he heard the yelling, and he was about to, prickled fur on every part of his body standing on end by the time she returned. \n\n\"And what was *That* About?\" He growled, looking over scuff and strangle marks. He would hardly wait long for an answer before clenching his fists with a foreboding snarl, brandishing a pair of massive, curved blades on the sides of his arms. They were twisted past resembling anything like a weapon, inner side barbed, outer segmented, as if they were meant to inflict as much needless anguish as possible when wounding someone. Tapered sides were as wide as a scimitar on the middle, extending towards both directions up and down his arms. Sinister blackened steel coiled around his hand when coarse fur did moments ago.\n\n**\"Run to your ship. I'll join you promptly, after teaching these bastards a lesson or two on how reforms are *Truly* Made,\"** He would snarl in a ravenous voice, and if the kitsune didn't try to stop him, he would kick the door with enough strength to break every hinge and send it flying a few feet to the side, subtlety be damned." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*As Scotia exited the building, she was noticeably annoyed with what had just happened. She wasn't in the mood to pay more for the same old paperwork. As the canine's concern crossed her eyes briefly pleased her. Still Scotia disregarded those thoughts. As they are not worth chasing, as given last time it was all meaningless. Especially since she would out live almost everyone anyhow.*\n\n\"He wanted me to pay more gold than the normal asking pr-\" Before she could really make a strong response. She watched the canine go into an almost feral like state. Surely the guards would be into onto him. Luckily she believed they wouldn't be able to make a strong account on him. Still she could always throw him under the bus if worse came to worst. The excitement inside her shot up, she longed for a true thriller. Yet this was ever lacking. The moment the canine said run she knew what was about to happen. A load crack whipped out as the door snapped inwards. Ripping itself into the stone wall bending inwards. And an elderly Even man was at a desk counting a few coins with some messy paper work laid about. He stood in shock and grabbed a knife in concern.*\n\nElf~ \"What do you want fur beast!\"\n*The elf snarled at him in clear distaste. He was in no condition to fight back either. As the elf was old, brittle and probably an even fight for Scotia. As the \"Reforms\" Were about to be made Scotia quickly spoke up to the canine.* \"Look for a two master ship named 'Traveler', it's on the far end near the smaller ships.\"\n\n*With that said the commotion just starting it was best for her to dip out. Then at least no one would see her and she wouldn't be a target. Still full of a rush Scotia quickly ran in a panic. Hoping anyone that saw her would believe she was running as she appeared to be wearing some very expensive cloths and jewelry. Perhaps it would look like she was running in fear. As soon as Scotia made it to behind the confused and shocked crowd which had just started to notice the brewing trouble. Scotia slipped down a small alleyway and began to run as quietly as she could. She ran as fast as her short legs would take her. She was surprisingly quick for her statuette. Furthermore, she was small and definitely highly maneuverable. Darting towards the peers, once out of the back alleyways she walked calmly out into the bustling streets filled with people. She walked down to the ship which was a small ship. With two masts that towered over the deck. The length of the ship was quite long, being about 100 meters. Still the ship was quite thin making it exceptionally fast. It had a dull glossy black paint covering most of the ship with a white glossy paint covering a stripe that ran along most of the hull. On the stern near the captain's quarters there was a fine gold and silver trim with various decorative features. Making a quite exquisite stern. Three oil lamps unlit laid on the stern five or so meters behind a gold and dark ash wood steering wheel. Scotia jumped onto an on ramp and quickly ran up. She sat down with her legs kicking over the edge of the hull as the gazed down the peer, wondering if the strange canine would find his way over here.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The beastkin merely glanced at Issotha with a subtle nod at the mention of her ship, his attention fully focused on the frail elven foreman. His glare had all but gone feral, with enough intensity to seemingly melt iron. Searing snarls resonate from his muzzle as his lips and ears tipped back to fully bear ivory fangs at him. His canines were sharp and curved as dervish knives, slow predatory steps padding past the ravaged threshold and stalking their way inside. \n\nAs was the case with most elves, the foreman had a hired brute standing by the other side of the room- in that case, a formidable orcish mercenary clad in the coppery plate to deal with more uncouth parts of the foreman's trade without getting his own hands dirty. The orc had already brandished a massive battleaxe when the front door came crashing down and preparing to rush the beastkin down with an overhead smash.\n\nBig mistake.\n\nBy the time Issotha was able to weave her way between crowds and return to her ship, the beastkin was oddly enough, already there. He was leaning under the shade of its main mast, hood placed over his head. There was a distinct coppery tang of blood in the air permeating him, though no visible signs of it aside from pints of scarlet in his fingertips. Like before, he bore no visible weapons, but he held two hefty pouches on both hands alongside a parchment folded on his hip. \n\nIf the kitsune was savvy enough, she might have noticed his dark silhouette leaping between rooftops not longer after when she went running, his presence subtle as a spectre. Law enforcers would get very little of the culprit out of a horrified old elf, or at least far least than what the kitsune would if she asked for information nicely. \n\n.\n\n\"I believe that covers my travel fee... And a little extra,\" The jackal spoke with a vibrant smirk, the unbridled rage in every fiber of his being from a few minutes when she'd last seen him entirely gone. He dropped the satchels of gold unceremoniously on the deck, the heavy metal clanging when he did so confirming its contents. \"I believe it would wise to set sail before city guards come searching and asking though, hm?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She didn't notice him right off the bat, as she was far too preoccupied. The motions she would spot in her peripheral vision would give him away. She smiled lightly before returning to her dull cold face. Before she could say much the loud clang of gold coins echoed over the deck. She turned over her shoulder, her tail flickered with interest. As she stood back up she walked over, and picked up the two bags of silver and gold.* \"I wouldn't call it extra, deep waters aren't my thing.\" *She said in a dull tone as she opened the bag to inspect it. She had one issue, no real crew. She was only able to afford a small skeleton crew. Just enough to maybe keep the ship in decent condition.* \"Well one problem about leaving fast or right now, I don't exactly have a crew. By that I mean I have 6 men who are probably below deck resting at the moment. So you'd have to give us a bit to rig the ship for sail.\" *She said with a sigh. Slowly going below deck and giving a few shouts. A 5 elves in there early 20s maybe 30s came up above deck. Clearly poor or middle class due to their lack of clean and exotic clothing they seemed quite contempt with the pay. The six crewman was a half elf who seemed to have it bad, with barely functional clothing likely picked on by the other elves. Scotia was last up. The six men went to work on preparing the ship for sail. Scotia walked up to the canine.* \"Alright we have a deal, I never caught a name. Come let's take somewhere to sit.\" \n\n*Scotia motioned towards the captains quarters door. She walked over, taking a small key out of her pocket she unlocked it and opened it. Inside was a large secretive desk with a map of the surrounding water, with hand drawn marks off in the middle of the ocean with messy handwriting written in a self improvised language. \nSomething only she could read.*\n\n*Piled around the desk was a few small piles of gold coins, at least 60 of them with a few silver coins in the mix. She also had a fine silk bed in the back of the ship. With a smaller desk with several navigational equipment laid about. She picked up and moved a chair in front of the desk for him. \"Take a seat, we have a little before we set sail.\"\n\n*Outside the crew began to unfold the various sails as the anchor was still down. They would have to angle the sails before they could set sail at all since the wind was blowing strongly southeast. One of the crewmen prepared the knots on a rope to get read to measure speed as well as tying things on the deck down to ready for sail.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The canine padded his way across the ship in a little strut, regarding every part of the deck with a mental note. Far from impressive in size compared to the galleon he'd been refused boarding in earlier today, but he wasn't in the best position to be picky. A mutual glare of distaste etched itself to crew hands and the beastkin alike when they showed up to the deck, though a wordless compromise was needed on both ends. \n\n\"Never thought I'd see the day that elves did physical labour by themselves,\" He snarked when returning from his brief exploration back to the kitsune. He made no effort to conceal his smug expression, offering an arm to confirm the deal with her. \"You may call me Jackal,\" He replied with a rather obvious alias, cautious as ever with providing only information she *Needed* To know. \n\n\"Reckon I'll have to keep a low profile in case your boys don't get the ship sailing by the time guards come lookin',\" The beast affirmed, following her to the captain's quarters. Closing the door behind him, Jackal tool another quick sip of his flask before lowering his hood with a sigh. \"The sooner we leave, the better. I don't plan to be dead weight either, considering how much you're lacking of working hands. The elves weren't wrong on that regard, I'll admit. They're far too scrawny compared to my kin for labour- not that it excuses their slaving tendencies.\"\n\nHe took a brief gander at the sailing map before leaning against the door with arms crossed before being offered a seat. Didn't see much of a reason to reject the offer. \"So, captain,\" He drawled in apparent disbelief still that she was one, \"What's your fancy? Sailin' ain't the most favoured work of kitsune in my experience, let alone women,\" He asked in a baritone, inquisitive tone, laying one elbow over the desk, intense eyes looking expectantly." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*It was a new day, and for Bella Gladstone, it was the beginning of what was likely an adventure that would change her life. She had a goal in mind, to discover where her elder sister Jasmine had disappeared, and the primary clue for her was but her sole weapon, a ritual dagger wielded by oculists. It was, however, a shame that Bella's lack of experience with the world outside of Kadho was relatively minimal, and as a result, had led to her getting a little lost within the Ombu Forest - even with a map and compass in hand. Keeping as cautious as ever, she'd stumble through the thick forested landscape, a fearful look on her face as her boots crunched across the ground, making an audible noise for anyone within a reasonable distance to hear...*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Atop the large branch of a tree, a Cantor sat squat with a bow in hand. June had been sitting there, waiting for signal from her Jackal as an alert that there was prey nearby that she could easily shoot down. So far nothing had come up, however, her ears rose to the sound of someone recklessly making their way through the forest. June found herself, pressing against the trunk of the tree to keep to the shadowed canopy of its leaves in case an enemy was nearby. There was a moments pause as she sat silently in waiting before the culprit came into view. A Macon whose scent of fear carried as easily as the sound of her crunching her way through the forest. \n\n\nJune observed her from the shadows, a part of her wanting to keep silent and just let her past, another wondering if the Macon was okay. The way she walked said otherwise. June knew her Jackal would be nearby somewhere, drawn to the sounds of clumsiness, but instead of hopping down to where the Macon was, June decided to say in a low, hushed voice:*\n\n\"Are you okay miss...?\" *June wasn't sure if the Macon would be able to tell where the voice came from, but she at least hoped that would get her attention enough to stop her from causing all the ruckus she was making.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*It the midst of her journey across the forest, the otherwise neatly dressed and delicate Water Macen who made herself known in Juna's eyesight had stopped. However, to say that the way she did it was subtle - and that it was the cause of the Canifor's cautious voice - was far from a lie.*\n\n*Bella's clear unfamiliarity with the forest suddenly made itself known as a thick tree root that was right in Bella's path got caught around one of her boots, immediately catching the apothecary off guard and causing her to stumble forward a few steps in hope to regain her balance. And if the sound of her shoes or the scent of her fear weren't enough to attract attention, it was the volume of her voice that would.*\n\n**\"Eek!\"**\n\n*Bella suddenly cried out in surprise, managing to save herself from falling due to some semblance of dexterity, however feeling a cold chill shiver across her body upon hearing the sound of Juna's voice, having little of a clue where she could have been. Immediately she proceeded to try honing in to her arcane senses to find anyone who could have been hiding, but alas, she couldn't find a single trace of another person. Beads of sweat began to form upon her brow, as she slowly and desperately brandished a dagger by her side... But even with the presence of a weapon now in her person, she didn't look like much of a threat at all.*\n\n\"W-Who is there... State your business...\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*June flinched as she watched the Macon fall only to react so fearfully to her question. At the sight of the dagger, June grew still. Already, she has had too many bad memories of people with daggers. Most of those memories being close calls to either her or her Jackal nearly getting stabbed.\n\n'Keep calm.' She tells herself, giving a silent reminder to not panic and freeze up as she's had in the past. June was starting to get better at it and the thought that this Macon wasn't aware of where she or her Jackal was at least gave June a little more confidence. She didn't have to reveal herself, June just hoped that Jace could match that. The Cantor took a deep breath, then said more calmly:*\n\n\"I am the lady of the forest...\" *She bit her lip at the response. What a ridiculous statement, but she's already committed. Why not see how far she could go with just that?*\n\n\"Worry not, I am a friend...\" *She continued, forcing more confidence in her tone in contrast to how she felt internally.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Bella continued to hold the ritual dagger in her hands as she made an attempt to discover Juna... Alas, it was thanks to Juna's skills in stealth as a Huntress that allowed her to go by still undetected by Bella's eyes, even with her capabilities to see in the dark easily.*\n\n*However, it was her calming words that otherwise put Bella into a little more ease. She was far from gullible, and she had little of an idea what a 'Lady of a Forest' actually entailed... But her skills as a merchant were more than enough for Bella to understand that the best way to win over a customer is to appeal to them first, and with the mentioning of how she sounded like a friend... Bella slowly began to relax at the thought.*\n\n*Taking a deep breath as to recompose herself, Bella slowly placed the dagger back into its sheath, before she placed it inside one of her bags, as to show that she did not mean any harm. Her eyes still darting from side to side, she spoke once more.*\n\n\"... I do not know who you are, but I have to say that I must deeply apologize for my intrusion... I'm afraid I have gotten a little lost here in the forest, and alas, navigation with a map has never been a strength of mine, especially in such a thick and winding location such as this... But I quite simply mean no harm to you, or to any of the other forest inhabitants.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*One ear lowered on June's head in question. 'That actually worked?' She questioned to herself, surprised that she had managed to seemingly get away with that small statement. Seeing Bella tuck the dagger away allowed the Cantor to relax more. Her tail wrapped neatly around her waist as she feigned silence for a moment while she listened to the Macon's apology. June could never get used to those who found the need to apologize to her for mishaps the Cantor usually caused herself, but seeing as she was now meant to be 'the lady of the forest' maybe she should show some form of forgiveness. She cleared her throat before speaking up once more, her confidence gaining with her previous victory of the words she had spoken moments before.*\n\n\"It is the forest that seems to be doing more harm to you than you can do it...\" *June added a hint of amusement to her acting tone, hoping it would be more convincing.* \"Do not apologize... I'm sure a simple guide can save you the recklessness... And extended journey... Where is it that you are trying to go...?\"\n\n*June went quiet once more to recollect her thoughts. The Macon seemed to be going along with it well enough whether she actually believed what the Cantor said or not, but despite it, things seem to be going fairly well. A smile formed on the Cantor's face, rather genuine as she used it to keep herself from wagging her own tail at the thought.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Hearing the sound of the 'Lady of the Forest' and her forgiveness for otherwise disrupting the forest was at the very least something that made Bella clearly understand that she was going on the right track. And thankfully, Bella understood that she was capable of handling a situation more easily if it was done less with physical violence and more with just a simple conversation. She couldn't let this opportunity go to waste just now.*\n\n\"I am trying to find the way to the nearest civilization filled with people so that I may search for a library. I have some things that I must study for, but alas, my journey has come without any semblance of fruition. I would appreciate it deeply if I can find a way out of the forest, especially if it is without conflict... The idea of getting hurt deeply frightens me.\" \n\n*As Bella explained her business, it was clear as day on her face that she was speaking the truth. Her face, while the calmest it has been so far, was still rather uncertain, and if one were to closely inspect her, she looked more like a noble than she did a warrior, especially with the brilliant violet and white outfit she wore, which included a skirt so long that it otherwise hid her boots from plain sight, and forced Bella to move around with one hand gripped onto it as to not get it caught onto anything.*\n\n\"So, as I have mentioned before, I would be deeply grateful if you were to assist me. And if you do, I will vouch that I will not try to disturb the peace of these beautiful lands again. I am just not familiar with an environment such as this...\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*It didn't seem like the fox was going to move from the spot she was in, so the Silnari could go back for the shovel if he wanted to. By now, it looked like she had practically dozed off on the floor as she had returned back to her fox form and remained curled up peacefully under the sunlight.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*With the fox seemingly knocked out like a light he just went and left to get the shovel, he locked the front door just in case any more things attempts to get in like a rabid raccoon or something.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The fox had completely dozed off by the time he came back, mouth wide open as her body was splayed out on the floor. She would have looked dead if not for the rise and fall of her chest. It wasn't until she had heard the sound of a door locking that she finally woke back up tiredly.*\"Eh? Did I doze off?\"*She questioned, letting out a yawn and sitting up to stretch.*\"I haven't slept that well in moons.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yeah you slept like the dead, couldn't wake you up if I tried\" *He shrugs making his way to a nearby armchair and sitting on it, he looked confused when the fox spoke of not being able to sleep well for days (or moons) which he understands seeing as the forest was crawling with stuff it would be unwise to just leave yourself vulnerable to whatever might lurk.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She climbed up onto the window sill and stared out into the forest.*\"I suppose this place will be worth visiting again.\"*The fox decided.*\"No predators, no pack, just a den and food. Such easy living, you'd think you'd get bored of it.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I get bored occasionally, but I always find something to do eventually\" *He replied, he dreamt once of going on many adventures just like in the books he reads so often but with recent events that dream would just remain a dream, maybe one day, but he doesn't think he'll be qualified for such a thing.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She let out a huff of air to show her doubt and turned to look back at him.*\"Like what? Wander around with that shovel all day? Or watching those birds? Or burying stuff? Hardly sounds like anything fun.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I have books to read, it doesn't sound like much fun to you maybe, but it's enough for me! I don't need to go on silly adventures to have fun\" *Ok he might have said the last like a bit too harsh but whatever-he has plenty of things to keep him occupied! It's not like he lays awake at night thinking about how his life could've turned out differently if he didn't walk through that area of town so late at night! He's fine just being by himself with no one for miles!... Ok he might had a problem with the whole isolation thing, but it's for the best anyway so he doesn't need to complain.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She gave a snort at the ridiculousness of his statement.*\"How can someone living out in the forest think of themself as too good for adventures?\"*The fox asked, putting his words in her own.*\"This place reeks of you, as if you've hardly left it in the past 12 moons. You got no pack here, no family, just a bunch of captured food and those... Book things keeping you here. You're bound to go crazy. I've seen many crazy elves. Fortunately I manage to escape them every time.\"*The fox looked rather proud of the statement as she scratched her ears with an arm.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well maybe because 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 couldn't leave the forest because of... Unforeseen events let's just say\" *He replied as he got up and picked out a book from the nearby bookshelves and sat back down, he thinks back to what she had said 'You're bound to get crazy'... Ok maybe he's gone a 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 insane seeing as he's not surprised or frightened at the sight of blood anymore, but he's not fully insane!.... Yet.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The fox hopped off the window sill, crossing the room in one swift movement before gracefully finding herself sitting atop the arm of the chair Wilhelmina was in. She swatted away the book he held and climbed up on the head of the chair.*\"Maybe someone is just scared to leave their posh and lavish life to deal with the crazies in the forest.\"*She commented in return, figuring his hesitation was in him hardly having any trouble with survival seeing as he had everything he could possibly need.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Maybe I am scared just not for the reasons you might think\" *He almost slapped himself for talking about this, he doesn't know if it's the desperation, but he feels something inside him crack, pleading for him to just let everything that's been shoved inside the metaphorical spill, but he can't just do that! He could blow his cover! And he doesn't even know this fox lady like that! He just can't risk it. It's best to just shut up about it.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Well spit it out then. Don't keep trying to leave me hanging.\"*She snapped back at him.*\"Always so cryptic. It's hard enough to understand your language as is without you at least trying to be more indirect.\"*She said with a scoff.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I. Uhm\" *He's thinking of too many things to keep track, he could kill her, but it'll be a hassle, he could deflect it, but then he'll be suspicious, he could just tell her to leave but that'll be rude!, he silently cursed himself for saying too much as he sits there almost motionless quiet as a mouse.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "It was a warm day in Huiruor. The cries of eagles and the rustling of the undergrowth disturbed the forest's peace and tranquility, not that such things were unwelcome. There was something unnatural about true silence; the world was not crafted in such a way to be devoid of noise, in all its chaos and discord. There was just something about the empty noise that made you feel like but an observer, as if the world was going on around you, regardless of your choices and decisions. Such meaninglessness was freeing.\n\nA horse's hooves broke through this silence, as the wooden man on its back hummed. This wooden man was a stranger to this forest, from an even stranger land, where such sights were as alien as he. Yet he felt weirdly at home, surrounded by his unliving cousins. His song was one of his people, learned many years ago. Music and company were all that carried him through those trying times, many years ago. Now he only had the former.\n\nThe man-thing, who had claimed the name Gambir, approached a lake, vast and blue. Many herbs and reeds dotted the banks, like little forests of their own, and dragonflies and bees flew around the flowers and plants. He had once prowled such banks for ingredients, but that was many days ago, in a distant land.\n\nGambir dismounted the steed on lead it to the bank of the river, where he procured a stake from its satchel and planted it in the ground, wrapping its reigns around it. The horse began to drink and eat of the rich grass, succulent and of a darkest green. Gambir doffed his large robe and clothing, stripping himself almost bare, bar his hat and cloth that kept his modesty. Even though he was alone, he would not allow the woodland creatures, of which he could converse, to an awkward sight. He looked up and soaked in the sun, before he waddled past the reeds and into the shallow water, where he sat.\n\nA large gash spread from the oaken man's neck to waist, as if a large blade had torn him asunder, along with many scars of a lesser seriousness. Many pink flowers were spread across his body, small but vibrant, many coming off his head and shoulders where they could best reach the light. His eyes were yellow and large, sparkling with the light of the desert sun, as he blankly stared out into the horizon, past the trees and the water and the mountains, to visions of home now lost." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "It was a quiet day in the forests. Well, every day in the Outskirts was quiet if Mimi had any say over it, but today especially so. There was barely anyone around due to the upcoming winter, which left the few roaming the forest almost bored. And yet Mimi was there, at the center of it all... Drifting slowly on the surface of a lake, if a person was close enough, she appeared dead. She had made her thoughts on this clear: If she was tasked to do something by her master, she would try to accomplish it. Or go home. But that last option held no meaning, as she needed to find the herbs first.\n\nMimi situated herself floating on the lake's surface, her eyes scanning the sandy floor in an attempt to find the underwater herb. She drifted in a manner so practiced it looked mechanical, or it would've been it not for her usual elegance." }, { "from": "human", "value": "It was only then that Gambir noticed a splotch in the water, distracting him from his daydreams. He had quickly passed it off as a mirage, one of the many he had seen in his life. Yet, he was well-hydrated, well-fed, and the sun did not bare down on the land enough to cause such an illusion. His eyes adjusted and peered forwards at this misshapen lump. It was almost humanoid in shape, yet blue and almost translucent. What could it be? Some creature of the lake, perhaps? Not an animal, not a man. Oh! How could he be so blind?\n\n\"GREETINGS, NAIAD, GUARDIAN AND SPIRIT OF THE LAKE! I MEAN THEE NO HARM!\"\n\nGambir raised his arm and waved at the thing, his limb long and slender and green, his wooden stretching to the sky. His voice was booming and rough, yet his words were pronounced elegantly.\n\n\"I DO HOPE I DID NOT ENCROACH ON THY MOST SACRED GROUND! I MERELY WISHED TO BATHE IN THESE WATERS AND CLEANSE MYSELF! CAN THOU HEAR ME ADEQUATELY?\"\n\nThe plant man was more than loud enough. Perhaps not loud enough to pierce the surface of the water, but his voice echoed on the realm of the land, disturbing a number of birds that simply wished to rest. He had heard of naiads, water spirits, in the words and folklore-tomes of tavern dwellers nearby. Perhaps the Great White Sea even had its own? There were stories of guardian spirits amongst his folk, perhaps they were of such creatures?" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The Uzi would raise her head from the surface of the water, the jellyfish on her head deflated. Mimi watched his body language, unflinching. She didn't make a physical move to approach him nor move from her position. She stood, her back straight and expression cheerful yet reserved. Her dress flowed beautifully down her frame in the water, where the hem almost reached to brush against the lake floor.\n\n\"Mimi says your loud... Why?\" *She questioned in a tone as neutral as her gaze. She was quiet while speaking in the forests, but her voice was clear and words carefully paced, so her intention could still be made out easily. One may wonder why she didn't want to answer his question; Maybe she really was just a confused person behind that mask, or maybe she wanted to keep a secret from him." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I APOLOGISE, CREATURE OF THE LAKE, I SHALL LOWER MY VOICE IMMEDIATELY!\"\n\nGambir made a sound like coughing up a hairball, perhaps a poor attempt at clearing his throat. His next words were still loud, but his bellows did not shake the very trees and stones.\n\n\"I have quieted myself now, spirit of the water! Is Mimi thy name? I am Gambir, of land afar, and have come bearing no ill will!\"\n\nGambir continued to sit awkwardly in the shallows, knees tucked tight to his chest. Ignoring the loudness of his voice, many small fish had come to nibble on the moss that furrowed his lower half. He paid no mind to them, simple creatures free of worry, as he was but a curiosity to them.\n\n\"If I may ask, what art thou doing in these waters most splendid? I am always ready to assist a creature as divine as thee!\" In truth, Gambir simply wanted to do something, anything. He felt useless merely traveling, and it was his deepest desire to be of some importance to anyone, anything. Combat was most preferable, but he doubted he'd find such things here." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Mimi raised her eyebrows at the sudden interest of assistance. \"How dare you call Mimi a Naiad?\" She said, sounding mildly defensive. Silence, tense and awkward, filled the clearing. It stretched between them, oddly heavy as the sun lowered in the sky. She cleared her throat and dropped her gaze. She was unsure whether to stay or leave, especially since he hadn't said anything outright rude, but at the same time, he hadn't come off as inviting either well. To Mimi.\n\n \"Mimi does need help however.\" She motioned at the sky, the pale shades of blue now shifting into a melt of tangerine, red, and rosy purple as the first stages of sunset began to sink in. \"Mimi wants to know if flying herbs are real\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Thou art not a naiad? My apologies, but thou art now but an enigma to me!\"\n\nGambir had never heard of the Uzhi, and therefore could not identify that Mimi was of their ilk. Perhaps he has heard of slime-folk in the same bars or taverns that he had learnt of naiads, but such information was not taken in by him.\n\n\"Flying herbs? Well, herbs only fly if you throw them! But this is a strange land, and perhaps there could be some plants of airborne inclination!\"\n\nGambir followed Mimi's gaze to the sky.\n\n\"But I believe that is the sky, and those art the clouds! Neither of which are herbs, I believe. And if the herbs fly in such a realm, how does thou hope to catch them?\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*She was staring deeply at him, but at his response gave a small shake of her head.*\"Right.\"*The fox said in a tone of doubt.*\"At the very least this place is good for hunting, so looks like you'll be stuck with me for a while.\"*The fox continued as she hopped of the chair and made her back towards the window.*\"Maybe I'll even make a nest for myself while I'm here.\"*She gave a quickly flick of her tail and transformed back into a fox before proceeding to hop out the window.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He looked at the window the fox just jumped out of in shock... Did he get a new housemate?? Ok he should've just kicked her out when she suggested it, but he doesn't think he can bring himself to just tell her to outright leave seeing as her circumstances are worse than his he could at least give her shelter for few days... Yeah, just few days. He just hopes she won't see anything untoward during her stay, so he stood put back the book that was previously swatted away and sat back down looking at that exact window wondering what the hell he's going to do with this new event that just unfolded.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The fox had disappeared for a long while, but eventually had come back, dragging along a very large tree branch. She propped it down outside his house and morphed back into her humanoid form.*\"Been saving this baby for a special occasion.\"*She said proudly as she placed her paws on her hips.*\"Now the occasion has arrived.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel kept a steady hand at his horse's flank as they managed to make their way to the outskirts of the large city. To this day, it impressed him that beastkin had managed to create an entire kingdom for themselves with their history and, now that he was sharing a border with them, he decided to have this place as his go to for trades and other needed supplies. It was some forest and a river crossing trip away, but by now he had grown used to the back and forth route he took from the constructed town to beastkin lands. Typically he brought his wolves with him, but since it was getting warmer and he simply needed to transfer materials, he decided one of his steeds would be enough. At any rate, it would have been less suspicious than traveling about in a land of beast men with wild beasts at his side. The horse appeared to be equipped with several saddlebags, most of it from him doing a food supply run for the others since the crops needed more time to grow to be enough to sustain them. He didn't mind the time to himself, though anytime he passed through the city streets he was bound to get funny looks. This time was hardly different, but he became used to it. The sun's rays sent notice of it being the later in the day. Despite wanting to simply grab the supplies and return back, he already planned for staying an extra day and setting off the next morning when he had more time to travel.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*This place was a long ways away from the shop, and it was* **Definitely** *A long ways away from home across the sea, though I suppose that place can't be called home anymore now can it?*\n\n*The closest thing he has now to a home is the ship, the crew, and that's about it, I suppose, can't really say it's a miserable existence since he's enjoying it, very much so, of course, Fan Addiction not withstanding, but he'll work on that one soon enough.*\n\n*He gazed upon the large city that dwarfed his small stature, even if he was atop a horse and onto of a hill overlooked the forest below, he still felt quite small, which was fascinating, a hint of childlike wonder resurfaced, sparking his innocence to life with wishful thinking.*\n\n'Maybe this could also be a home for me, maybe.*\n\n*The warm rays of late day sun caressed him gently, almost as if telling him to look forward to his virtually limitless future, since apparently he escaped the natural mortal coil a few years ago, while the sun hurt a bit, it's warmth and gentle grace was worth the pain.*\n\n*He felt the soft winds soothe his slight burning pain as he gallops forward with his lovely horse Hortensia, a prideful but brave lass one of his employees borrowed him.*\n\n\"We're here Hortensia, this place is beautiful..., Have you ever been here before?\"\n\n*He gently and lovingly brushed Hortensia's mane, making it neigh in delight, he always has been good with animals, well, animals have always been kind towards him would be more accurate, suppose it's because of his blood, maybe it's because of his demeanor, maybe a little bit of both.\n\nAs he gets gallops, he notices a familiar figure also galloping slowly on a horse just like him, and a smile couldn't help but form on his face as he gives the man a holler.*\n\n\"Hi Mr. Pig mask!, Over here!\"\n\n*A jolly adorable smile bloomed on him as he waved to Mr. Pig mask with a vigor and energy he hasn't felt in a while.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*At first, Terrel considered carrying on as if he hadn't heard. He hardly knew anyone here, and last thing he needed was someone looking to inconvenience him when had already took a lot of time having to get supplies. The Silnari turned his head ever so slightly, peering back at the Kemonomimi from the cover of his pig mask. There was something definitely familiar about him, though Terrel's memory often vanished when he didn't think it was something important to remember.\n\n He decided to come to a stop for while, figuring that he was already seen as is which, at that point, would have been too late to pretend otherwise. After sharing a brief look with his horse, he eventually called back.*\"Do I... Know you from somewhere?\"*He asked in mild confusion or what could be sarcasm, though with his low voice it was always hard to tell from him. Terrel supposed he had been traveling long enough for him to have potentially met this person on the way, but for all he knew it could have been ages ago.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"That's... A big branch\" *He said coming out to check what the heck she was doing, he thought she went away to pick up something that's small or portable not expecting a large branch to be dragged unto his front door.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well at least your eyes work.\"*She said, gazing over at him.*\"This shall be the start of a new nest so paws off.\"*The fox grabbed the branch and shifted it into a position that she liked before eventually stepping away from it.*\"I got a lot of work to do if I want to finish this up before nightfall, so I'll catch you later Elf.\"*She said to him before turning and heading off.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Oh uhh ok-\" *He retreated back inside and sat around the same chair he sat in just a while ago still just a little stunned, he's going to have to prepare alot of things if he needs to keep this secret from the fox lady, but for now he'll just have to sit there and deal with it he supposes.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*Sighing to herself, this wasn't going to be an easy task for her. He was right, they were like children. Always talking and getting into things too. She walked over to the creek to find a weed looking plant growing in the mud. Shoving her hand down until she grabbed the plant by the root. Snapping the root in half before waving it in front of the nosey dogs. Bogweed had to be one of the most foul smelling plants out there, and commonly found near waters.*\"If rewards isn't something you're interested in, then punishments is the only other option.\" *She said to the animals, waving the Bogweed close to their noses.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Blur would look up at root she had, sniffing it briefly before backing away from the smell, her ears lowered.*\"Why do I always have to get in trouble because of what Angel does-\"*The wolf pup would eventually whine. Floor would scrunch up his nose at the scent of it.*\"That... That is foul-\"*He'd say, giving a shake of his head and soon turning away from her and walking a distance to rid himself of the scent. Angel would find himself knocking into the basket, causing it to shift and move around as he tried to find his way out from beneath.*\"Don't worry guys, I can handle this-\"*Angel would bark from beneath it. They definitely had the attention span of children it seemed. Terrell would watch them, giving a light shake of his head at the scene of it.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"It is time to learn how to listen, or you might starve out here.\" *She picked up the basket and collected the jerky. Seeing how nobody wanted her berries to begin she opted to leave them on the ground.* \"First we'll make it individual punishments, but if it continues..\" *She looked at Blur.* \"Yes, everyone will receive another dose of Bogweed. You three are a team as well, help each other.\" *Bending over to pet each wolf on the head a couple of times, reassuring that they can work this out.* \"When you hear the whistle you are too look at listen. He might tell you to come over. He might tell you to go somewhere. Most importantly, He might have you sit and be quiet. There are predators much larger than you and you can get hurt out here.\" *She grabbed Terrel by his arm and lead him away from the dogs once more.* \"This time you'll have to blow the whistle and issue a command.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Starve? But that's not fair!\"*Blur whined. As the basket was lifted off Angel's head, he'd shake off the berry juice that stained his fur.*\"Hah! Told you I'd get it!\"*He'd say triumphantly.*\"Angel you have to stop messing around-\"*Blur whispered to him.*\"I think we're supposed to be listening to the lady-\"\n\n\"Why should we? All she's done so far is burned our noses and offer us some nasty berries.\"\n\n\"Because there are other predators out here-\"*She'd say urgently.*\n\n\"Hah! Predators? That sounds like a challenge! If Floor can handle a warthog, there's no telling what I can take on!\"*He'd say proudly.*\n\n\"You couldn't take on the berry nest-\"*Blur said back in reference to the basket.*\n\n\"I was getting to it.\"*Angel said in defense.*\n\n\"Guys I... Think we should listen to her...\"*Floor would say, lowering his ears from where he sat distant to them.*\"She doesn't seem as... Happy as before...\"\n\n*With Manon patting the pups then grabbing his Terrell's to lead him away, the Elf would slowly get up and follow after her. Whatever they were talking about, he hoped it would end in a greater display than what he was seeing. Not even a few minutes into training and Angel was already a mess, Blur terrified, and Floor seemingly disappointed. He listened to her as she said to blow into his whistle to tell them a command and, deciding to go along with it, he'd fine himself asking:*\"Do I even want to know what you guys are talking about?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I can hear you!\" *She yelled out, more to get their attention that out of anger. She supposed Floof did have a point though. It wasn't directed anyone in particular though, at least she hoped. It probably started when Terrel didn't want any of the berries she picked but he had some at least. \"I want you to use your desired command to make them come to you.\" *She said to Terrel, she figured explaining everything to the wolves as we went along would be the best way for them to learn.* \"Whatever you hear after the whistle means to run up to us, do you understand!?\" *She shouted for the wolves to hear.* \"Something might happen if you come, or if you dont!\" *She nudged Terrel in the side with her elbow, giving him a sign to start.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You sure have a way of getting your point across don't you?\"*He'd say, having to note her tone with the wolves rather than what she was actually saying from what he could hear. Raising the whistle to his mouth, he'd blow into it.*\"Floor, Angel, Blur, come.\"*He'd say to them in a more calm voice. Floor would look over to him, beginning to head over before glancing back at Blur.*\"Come on Blur, you remember this one.\"*He'd murmur to her. The younger wolf would look up at him.*\"The scary lady isn't going to ask me to come too is she?\"*Floor would nuzzle her.*\"It'll be alright.\"*He'd say.*\"You can stay closer to me if it makes it better.\"*Blur would hesitate for a moment, soon drawing close to Floor as she'd follow him up to where Terrell was and would sit down near him, eyeing Manon from where they were. Angel would stay where he was, letting out a huff.*\"Angel...\"*Floor would say in annoyance.*\n\n\"I'm not going.\"*Angel would say back, sitting down where he was.*\"What's the point on coming over there anyway? It's not like I can't hear.\"\n\n\"Well you definitely can't listen...\"*Floor would mutter before speaking again in a louder tone.*\"Come on, if you come over here I... I promise I'll find a way to get Alpha to take you hunting with him-\"\n\n\"Yeah right, Alpha never hunts.\"*Angel said dubiously.*\n\n\"Yeah he does! He took me hunting that one time to catch rabbits.\"*Floor debated.*\n\n\"No way that happened.\"*Angel responded.*\n\n\"You know you smelled the rabbits on me-\"*Floor barked back.*\n\n\"Lucky solo catch.\"*He'd say.*\n\n\"Angel-!\"*Floor snapped. The wolf pup would turn his snout away, remaining where he was stubbornly.*\n\n\"Angel...\"*Blur would whine. Still the other wolf pup would remain where he was, getting up to turn back around and head to the creak again.*\n\n\"Angel-\"*Floor, Blur, and Terrell would say to the wolf pup.*\n\n\"Fine!\"*He snapped back, turning around and slowly shuffling his way over to them before looking up at Floor with narrowed eyes.*\"You better hold your end of it though.\"*Floor would let out a quiet sigh, not sure how exactly he'd be able to, but at least for the time being the three managed to come over.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She kneeled onto the ground with her basket. Reaching inside to grab a rather thick piece of jerky. Ripping it into three smaller sized pieces as she brought the jerky to each of them.* \"You three did a wonderful job, and Floof was not joking. I was there when he caught the rabbit.\" *Lifting her hand towards each of their heads to give them a little pat.* \"Ansel, right? If you manage to listen to the training and follow instructions. I think I can get Terr- Alpha here to take you along for some hunting.\" *Looking at Blur and then to Floof.* \"Wait, has none of you gone hunting before?\" *From her knees she looked up at at Terrel, a puzzled expression upon her face.* \"You don't take them hunting ever? Is it because they haven't be taught or because of another reason?\" *Before waiting for a reply she turned back to the three wolves.* \"I'm sorry for being scary before, but it's necessary. Thankfully if you have anything you want 'Alpha' to know, I can translate for you.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The wolf pups ate at the bits of Jerky, lowering themselves to the ground to enjoy their own treats as they half listened to the other Elf. Being asked if and why he didn't take them hunting, he would say:*\"I've never found reason to, most of the time I just get their food when we go from town to town.\"*Blur would look up at her at the apology before dropping her gaze once more as she'd finish her food and return to Floor's side. Angel would peer up at her.*\"What's the deal with you anyway? How come you talk like us?\"*He'd ask outright.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Well, I guess I like all animals enough to where I learned a spell that would allow me to have conversations with you guys. You guys might find me scary, but I find you all adorable. This was Alpha's idea because he'll be very sad if something happened to any of you.\" *She finished giving them their reward and stood back up. *She walked away from Terrel and the pups into the field once more. Lifting her staff high into the air and sticking one end into the ground.* \"As awkward as this might seem, the next command will be your cue to attack.\" *She said to the pups. Making her way back to Terrel* \"I think you should let them hunt. Now, Blow the whistle again and whatever you wanna use for attack.\" *She nudged him in the side once again.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Blur would tilt her head up to her, looking at the woman in confusion.*\"Are you Alpha's Beta?\"*She'd ask in confusion of why she was the one Alpha asked to speak with them. At the mention of getting to attack, Angel's tail would lash back and forth in excitement.*\"Finally! Something actually fun!\"*He'd say. Terrell would look at her, saying.*\"You can't really tell them to attack something without anything to attack. Teaching a wolf how to fight will take more than just waving a stick around in front of them and having them bite on to it.\"*Looking up, he'd consider for a moment as he looked out into the forest. Hunting was hardly his thing, leaving it to mainly the wolves to have to figure it out. Maybe he could get something out of the books M'Rey gave him, though it mostly seemed to be on the topic of forgery.*\"Besides, blowing this whistle all the time probably scared away most of the animals at this point.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Manon turned abruptly to face Terrel. Her finger poking his chest as she spoke.* \"Am I teaching them how to fight, or am I teaching them how to listen?\" *She took the same finger that was poking him and pointed towards the staff.* \"It doesn't matter what they do with the thing, as long as they're doing as ordered.\" *Giving him a small scowl, gazing into his eyes as she continued speaking.* \"Blur, Floof, Ansel!\" *Almost yelling the order itself for them.* \"I placed my stick in the middle of that field behind you three. Show me what you would do if it was a deer.\" *She didn't bother turning to face the wolves, she had more faith that they knew what to do than Terrel at the moment. Returning to common tongue as she finished.* \"So unless you have another way. Blow the whistle.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would stare down at her, his expression somewhat neutral towards her outburst as he'd simply wait for her to finish. It seems that this was a common occurrence with her. As she finished, he'd placed a hand on her shoulder, tightening his grip for the time being as he would lower his head down to her.*\"Impulse. Control.\"*He'd remind answering her question about what they were teaching the pups.*\"Maybe something you should learn as well before you set them off. For someone who talks to animals so much, you know very little about them.\"*He'd lift his head away from her, letting go as he'd shove her away from him with little force. Bringing the whistle up to his mouth, he'd call out for the three pups to follow and, after looking between the two of them, they'd gradually shuffle their way after the Pig Elf.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Manon gritted her teeth, the issue obviously him. Making everything so far just more difficult than it ever needs to be. Turning her back to Terrel as she made her way to grab her staff from the ground. She didn't make an attempt to hurry after them. It wasn't like he had anything useful to say ever anyways. She didn't know but the flowers and and grass withered away as she approached. It wasn't until she left the area that the plant life returned to their normal appearance. Her gaze was fixated on the back of his head, her brows scrunched as she wasn't pleased with him right now.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would continue walking onwards, ignoring Manon for the time being. Seemingly heading off into a different direction, it appeared like he wasn't heading back to camp but instead some other part of the forest. The wolf pups would keep close to him for a while, but upon them seeing that they weren't reaching whatever their destination was soon, they would eventually spread out a bit, taking the time to sniff around the new area with suppressed excitement before continuing back on the path once more.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Manon made sure to stay behind the pups at all times. Something could happen to Terrel but these pup were angels. Occasionally she stopped behind Ansel when he took too long sniffing around. Sometimes whispering words of encouragement to keep going with the rest. After a while the flowers no longer evaded her presents and vines continued slithering past to forge a path for her.* \"Where are we going?\" *She asked after a while, they definitely would've made it back by now. There were now in an area where she could faintly sense nearby animals.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*At first, Terrell wouldn't respond for a long while, seemingly more focused on what was ahead. Occasionally, the wolf pup's ears would raise as if listening to something before they'd continue on forward with more motivation. Terrell would watch them run off ahead of him, Floor being just a bit behind as he tried to keep close to them.*\"Stay quiet, and you'll know.\"*He'd say in a low tone.*\"Learn to listen first.\"*Terrell would come to a stop around the area where the pups had hustled off to, staring off past with the sounds of animals around becoming more noticeable with distance.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I don't appreciate you talking to me like I'm one of your animals, Terrel. Just as I'm foolish for following some masked man around. You're equally foolish trusting me so much.\" *She felt like Terrel's sole existences was to annoy her. He's done nothing but provoke her with his words and actions. She didn't even know why she continued to put up with it as long as she has but yet she still followed him deeper into the forest. Giving herself a few minute to cool off before she explodes emotionally, taking a deep breath and eating nearby berries as a source of comfort* \"Where are we going?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Maybe he was foolish for trusting her. After all, she was just an Elf he found out in the forest with nothing better to do than talk to animals and criticize others for not doing the same. He didn't look back at her, not even answering her question. He remembered a time when she said she wouldn't speak as much, maybe the real foolish move was allowing them both to forget that. Up ahead the wolves would sniff around the area, Blur soon excitedly darting off into the bushes to the surprise of a squirrel that was hiding in it. She'd chase after it, her brother soon following suit as he'd tackle into it. Floor would run out with them, excitedly joining in on the fray as they'd chase after the animal. Terrell would lean against a nearby tree as he watched them, deciding to not involve himself while the wolves finally got a chance to hunt.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She kept her distance from Terrel this time, instead she turned into the forest and walked deeper inside. She was going to go explore the area. It wasn't something that was necessary to do, she could feel most things in the area. It was just an excuse she made to go clear her mind. She found a puddle and stopped over it, lowering into a crouch as she held her hand over the liquid. This is how she found out she was gifted in the nature arcane, she never tried with water. Closing her eyes she thought of nothing but moving the water with her magic. If she could at all.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The wolf pups would gather around the freshly killed squirrel, soon wrestling over it to get a bite out of the animal. Terrell would glance over as Manon walked off, partially assuming she was going to go her own way and would decide to maintain focus on the wolves again. Angel would snap at the bones of the squirrel while Blur ate her small fill, trying to stay out of the way of her rambunctious brother. Turning to look back at Terrell, Floor would gradually make his way back over to him, soon receiving a pat on the head in return.*\"Whenever I return from my travels, I think it will be about time to properly teach you how to fight.\"*He'd say, knowing full well the wolf didn't understand him.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Just as I thought.\" *She said as nothing happened. No floating drops of water. No ripples under the surface. Nothing. Standing up again and backtracking to where Terrel was. Finding the least mossy tree was easy, as she went to go sit. She overheard what he said. There couldn't be much to it. Bite, scratch. Simple things. As soon as she sat, she got back up and walked towards the pups. Stepping around Terrel instead of returning the favor from before. She kneeled in front of Ansel, placing a hand on his head.* \"I'm happy you got to go hunting a little. Fun stuff like this is why you should listen to Alpha, alright?\" *She ended up addressing all three of them but was looking down at the troublesome one.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would watch Manon make her way back, not moving as she would step around him to go over to Angel. Part of him wondered if she kept near just to have animals to talk to more. He supposed it was only until they left the forest, though he'd have to go get Okapi before they eventually headed out. Angel would let out a slight scoff.*\"I could have hunted at any time.\"*His sister would without a quiet laugh.*\"No you couldn't.\"*She'd say back. Floor would lay down, deciding to relax after the short fun he got to have.*\"Are you happier now...?\"*He'd ask Manon, gazing up at her.*\"You seemed very upset today...\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She turned her head to Floof. This one was so considerate of her feelings, he really was precious. Leaning all the way forward until her lips pressed against the top of his head. Moving her hand from Ansel to Floof's chin.* \"I'll be okay young one, Sometimes I can let my feelings get the better of me. I'm sorry to have worried you.\" *She said while scratching at his chin.* \"Are there things you'd like to do more often of? More hunting, certain foods? I'm only here for a little while longer, now is your time to have your needs voiced.\" *She turned her head to Terrel, doubting he even cared what they wanted to begin with.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Floor would close his eyes, giving Manon a lick on the face before resting his head back down on his paws.*\"More fighting.\"*Angel would say with a grin.*\n\n\"Angel stop it, you can't fight everything in the forest!\"*Blur snapped.*\n\n\"Sure I can, who's going to stop me?\"*He'd question proudly.*\n\n\"I think a big enough puddle would.\"*She'd reply sarcastically. Floor would roll over onto his back, staring up at Manon.*\"It's always nice to get to stretch our legs.\"*He'd say. Terrell would stare back down at Manon, figuring she was chatting away with them about who knows what at this point. For a moment he considered asking, but knowing how moody the Vampires was, he doubted he'd get a direct answer from her. Instead, he'd simply hold her gaze with an emotionless one. It wasn't like she didn't know he was clueless to the conversation, though he figured she'd ignore that fact any given day.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Please find it within you selves to listen to Alpha.\" *Is what she finished. Giving them each a smile because they're rather adorable, most animals were to be honest. Made her way to Terrel and stood by his side without so much of a word. She didn't really feel like talking to him once again, he wasn't the nicest person today either it seems. They probably just needed so more time around one another, to figure out what agitates who.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"It would be easy if Angel wasn't so difficult.\"*Blur would reply.*\n\n\"Someone has to be here.\"*Angel would say back.*\"What would you do if you were to get attacked without me around?\"*The young wolf puffed out his chest pridefully, causing both Floor and Blur to let out an annoyed huff of air in response. With Manon returning to his side, the Elf would rise back to his full height and eventually ask:*\"You returning to camp?\"*It was a simple yes or no in his eyes, seeing as they could get in what little training the wolves were able to pick up in the midst of their debate. He doubted the pups would remember much of what they learned with their young and easily distracted minds, but hopefully he could get them well-behaved enough for when they get to Albania with or without Manon's help. After all, wolves were different from dogs.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I guess.\" *Was all Manon said. Turning around and walking ahead of everyone this time. It wasn't difficult to backtrack. She didn't feel like gathering any plants on the walk back. To make everything feel worse she could feel the dull ache in her stomach. She started to think about what would be the best training method for these pups. Ansel would definitely need some one on one time. Blur would pick things up far easier without the constant distraction. Maybe Ansel was trying to win Blur over or something. It wasn't really her business, she'd probably get kicked from the camp shortly anyways.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would watch Manon walk on ahead, hanging back with the pups as they waited for him to continue. Each of them would stare up at him, causing him to narrow his eyes slightly.*\"Don't you guys give me that look.\"*He'd say, walking past them to follow. Floor's tongue would hang out lazily, soon getting up and walking on just ahead of the Pig Elf while the two younger pups kept as his side. Terrell would move at a slower pace than Manon, giving her just enough space so that she was at the edge of his vision. At least he could make himself some proper breakfast when they got back to camp, one thing to look forward to with how the morning went.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Once she returned to camp she didn't bother talking to anyone. Made her way to the campfire that someone rekindled and watch the flames flicker and dance. She'd have to go back to collecting plants for some spare coins that could help her buy much needed supplies. It was sorta fun while it lasted even with all things considered. She'd have to back to killing animals herself once more, or causing them so much pain they'd wish they were dead. Both options drained on her mentally.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Taking his time to return to camp, he'd glance at Manon making her way over to the fire before walking over to Carl to see how much supplies he had left. Seems like he'd have to restock soon. At least they were near Praia's border to make things easier. Reaching into the bag, he'd take out a single apple, deciding that it'll have to do for now as he'd bite into it. Floor and the others would race around the camp, Angel and Blur play fighting with one another near the center. Terrell would sit down, leaning back against his horse with a sigh. It had felt like a long day already, and he'd probably have to head to the marketplace before it was all said and done.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Manon figured she should just get it over with sooner rather than later. If she didn't feed she'd just be a liability to the rest and she wouldn't have that. Leaving the campfire and walking into the forest once more, she wouldn't be needed her basket for this anyways. Occasionally she would leave a bush completely withered, removing the life with her magic. Markers for her to find on her way back. She made sure they weren't bushes of any major importance too, didn't want to waste the fruits. Occasionally she felt movement around her, the hardest part was roping the animals with vines. It required a lot of focus to pinpoint their movements through the plants around.* \n*She could feel something small running in front of her, something close enough for her to truly focus on. She summoned nearby plants to use their roots to entangled the critter long enough for her to find it in person. This time it was another poor rabbit. Instead of picking up a rock she tried the tactic Terrel had used last night. Wrapping her fingers around it's warm neck, trying her best to ignore the cries for help that came from it. Squeezing her fists until she heard a small pop and the rabbit fell silent. Sniffling, as she felt it moving one moment and dead the neck within her hand.. By her hand. She brought the rabbit to her mouth before sinking her fangs into the still warm flesh before draining it completely*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Seeing her leave, Terrell would pause for a moment before eventually getting up to follow after her. He kept his distance, figuring she was trying to keep to herself. Terrell would come to a stop as he'd watch Manon make her way over to the entangled rabbit, soon killing it off with a snap of its neck before she'd begin to feed on the animal while he watched in silence until she finished.*\"You know you should really save yourself the trouble and get yourself an actual weapon.\"*He'd interrupt, resting a hand near his waist where the hilt of his sword poked out.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Looking back over her shoulder when he began speaking. The hairs on the back of her neck and on her arms stood on end. She was probably the most vulnerable while feeding as her body enters a more euphoric state. Lifting her right hand to her face and wiping at the remaining blood. Instead of removing the blood it just smeared it across her cheek and chin. She walked past Terrel without saying a word, intending on going back to the camp with the rest. She didn't have the money for a weapon and she wouldn't know what do to with a blade at all.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*It had been a few days since the fox had just moved in. The den she started originally had quickly grown into a mesh of brambles and sticks at the side of the Silnari's house. Every now and then the fox cycled through the place, picking off a couple of chickens and settling to warm herself in the sunlight of midday. Currently, she was curled up at the front door, soaking in the sun's rays after another easy meal. She was really starting to get used to this paradise.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He's gotten used to the presence of another after the fox lady practically barged her way into his life, he doesn't mind her doing the things she did since she hasn't done anything outlandish, and she probably hasn't found out his secret! Probably he can't be too careful of course, well it's a nice existence for both of them... Wait he hasn't even asked her what her name was. Nor has she asked his. He won't bring it up for now.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The fox lady lazily watched Wilhelmina from where she was resting at, nose scrunching anytime he passed by until she settled down once more.*\"Hey Elf, do you ever keep any other prey in captivity?\"*She questioned him.*\"Don't think I've seen any plump rabbits, squirrels, or mice around. Is bird all you eat here?\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*Scott kneels down next to a small creek that branches off of the nearby river, a canteen in his hand. He slips his big duffel bag off of his shoulders and sets it next to him, unbuckling the buckle that holds the canteen onto the side. His bag was a dark greenish/brown color, meant to blend in anywhere .The canteen was in a tan cloth cover, which Scott slips off the container. Scott himself was wearing dark clothing, similar to what his duffel bag looked like, along with bronze glasses and boots.* \n\n*He was an explorer. He makes maps of the places he's been and sells them. The maps contain important information as well, like where any animals/creatures would hang out, where there's edible plants and drinkable water. Trails and markers. Basic things that you'd want on a map if you were going for a hike or traveling. Scott sold his maps at a low price though, which brought more customers and business. Which in turn gave him a bigger profit.*\n\n*Scott dips the canteen into the water next to him, letting the flow of the creek fill it up. He looks around the area, trying to see if he can see any landmarks that he could triangulate his position with. To the East, a long ways away, he sees the Agan mountain peaks that travel up North-East, ending nearly straight North of him. Just South of the peaks, Lake Agan rests, which is where the river is traveling from. To the south of himself, the Besian Sea lies. He must be somewhere between Fuuran and Liri. Usually, if it was night time, he'd be able to use the stars to navigate his position.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*On this particularly average and boring day Jazz was taking a stroll up the river which connected to the lake her village was situated near. She wasn't actually supposed to be here since there might be a hunting party sent out today, but she also felt bored. So here she is, shirking her duties like a totally responsible adult, taking a stroll up a river without a care in the world. Of course, she does have her gear with her just in case so things won't go tits up if an animal saw her as a snack*\n\n*As she kicks some rocks around ~~and then promptly stops doing that due to it hurting her paws~~ she spots what looks like a person in the distance. Her instincts immediately kick in and she Turks down, watching them to see what they're doing. And, if possible, if she could surprise them*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*If the cat lady looked closer, she'd be able to see dark ears atop of Scott's head, peeking through his hair, along with a tail protruding from under his shirt. His ears move from side to side quickly, subconsciously. Scott pulls the full canteen out of the water, puts the cap on, along with the cover, and buckles it back to his bag. He then proceeds to dip his hands in the water, forming his hands into a bowl shape and sipping from the creek directly. Refreshing. He washes his hands, then wipes his face down before drying his hands on his pants.* \n\n*Scott sits on his rump and leans against his duffel bag, pulling out an apple and orange from his pocket, along with a black handkerchief. He unfolds the cloth, lays it over his lap and starts peeling the orange, the sun nearly directly overhead. But, he was sitting in such a way that the sun shined everywhere except for his face, warming him up. Scott seemed really relaxed out here in practically the middle of nowhere.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Jazz watches the man silently for a few seconds before starting to slowly sneak towards him, her bare paws easily negating any sounds her footsteps may have made as she silently stalks closer to him. She has a wide smile on her face and her ears are twitching and flicking as she closes in, excitement evidently displayed on her face at the thought of what's about to happen*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Scott was oblivious to the person sneaking up on him, even with his sensitive ears. He just continues peeling his orange. When that's done, he sets the empty peel to the side and starts eating his orange, staring at the forest and mountains in the distance. Scott wasn't very easily startled or snuck up on, especially being a beastkin. But he was relaxed and was literally sitting in the middle of a big open field, even though his back was turned to the woman. He wasn't expecting anything to be able to sneak up on him, so he let his guard down as he lays there, eating his orange peacefully.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Jazz silently sneaks closer and closer, her ears twitching and twisting in case she catches whiff or sound of anyone else nearby. She continues until she's around 8 feet from the man and then crouches and in an instant jumps forward, letting out a loud screech as she lands right next to his head*\n\n\"SURPRISE BITCH\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Scott's reaction was quick. Quicker than usual. What in the hell is that? He jumps up, an orange slide still in his mouth as his hand travels to his boot, a knife suddenly appearing in his hand in front of him, pointed at the lady standing next to where he had been sitting. The apple, handkerchief, and rest of the orange slices comedically go flying through the air, some landing in the water and floating away, the apple landing on the ground at Scott's feet. The hair on his arms and tail stand up straight when he jumps up. The blade protruding from Scott's fingers was around four and half / five inches long. It was sharp on both sides, glinting in the sunlight. It was a dagger. But it looked a bit weird, because there was wood lining the sides, mixed in with the metal.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The small feline jumps back with a huge smile on her face, just staring at him looking proud of herself. Her short stature and general body structure kinda looked like a teenager or younger, but her attire told a completely different tale*\n\n~~pic for reference because yes~~\n\n*She just stood there staring at him with that proud expression*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Scott stood at around 6'8\" When he stands up straight from his stance, sliding his knife back in his boot as he sees that the person who scared him looked to him, like a younger person. A young teenager perhaps. Scott shakes his head, straightens his clothes and starts picking up his food from the ground, gathering it into the handkerchief.* **\"You shouldn't go around scaring people, kid. You could get hurt.\"** *He picks up his apple, which now had some mud and grass all over it. He sighs and sits on his knees next to the creek, washing off his apple. He obviously has mistaken how old the cat person was and wasn't really worried about her.* **\"Where are your parents or guardians? You shouldn't be walking around her alone. It gets dangerous in places.\"** *He wipes his apple off on his pants, glancing at the felinid standing next to him.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The 'kids' grin grows wider as she stares at him. She starts stroking her whiskers as her ears twitch and tail flicks around, her stance clearly showing that she's not taking him seriously at all*\n\" Man you should've seen your face. Best reaction I've had in nearly a year!\" *She laughs and saunters over to him and leans down sideways to look at him*\n\"You probably shouldn't be relaxing next to the river though ya know. The forest beasties in the west come drink here pretty often\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Scott looks over at her, raising an eyebrow when she exclaims loudly about her scaring him. If she didn't stay quiet, then of course they'd attack the monsters. Who was this kid?* **\"I know about the monsters. I've been through here before. I don't need your comments.\"** *He shakes his head, standing back up and going back to his bag.* **\"Listen kid, I don't know who you are, but you should head back to your parents. You're being kind of loud and are going to attract the 'beasties.'\"** *Scott sits back down, leaning back against his bag, peeling the apple with his knife.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She makes a cheerful non-committal hum and saunters to in front of him, one arm resting on her hip and the other stroking her whiskers. It should be obvious by now that her gear isn't that of a kid. It seems too specialized and expensive considering the composite bow and modified Jameson*\n\"AAH lighten up grumpy. The wolves keep them in check at night and the villagers keep the population down at day\" *She jabs a finger in his direction* \"But you don't recognize. Whence you come through here?\"\n\n\"Don't think you've passed through the village before that's for sure\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Scott shrugs when she asks about him.* **\"I've been through the village a few times. Never stopped, just passed through. I have no need to stay there.\"** *He points at his duffel bag.* **\"I have everything I need right here. I'm on my way to the Besian sea.\"** *He watches her closely, just now taking in her attire. Maybe she wasn't a kid. Or she could be a thieving child. He wasn't taking any chances, so he kept an eye on her for now.* **\"My name is Scott Creed. If you're interested in exploring, you may have heard of me. I make and sell maps.\"** *He sets his apple down, wipes his hand off, and holds his hand out for a handshake.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She strokes her whiskers, thinking for a bit as she shifts her weight to her one leg*\n\"Mmm nope never heard of ya, but sounds like you're on an interesting adventure. Nice to betcha though, names Jazz, local feline\"\n*She grabs his hand and shakes it, her ears twitching and tail flicking*\n\n\"You don't look like you're from nearby hm? Been traveling far?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Scott's ears and tail stay relatively still, not moving much as he watches her. He goes back to peeling his apple after shaking her hand, tilting his head a little.* **\"You don't seem young. You look young, but your attitude and clothing says otherwise.\"** *He corrected himself. **\"But nice to meet you too. I've been traveling my whole life, so I'm from nowhere and everywhere at the same time.\"** *He cuts his apple into pieces and washes his knife off in the water before sheathing it.* **\"I'm guessing you're from the village?\"** *He sticks a piece of apple in his mouth and looks up at her questioningly. He's still sitting down in front of her with his legs out in front of him, the handkerchief laying in his lap.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She grins widely and hops backwards, putting a little bit of distance between them. She seems quite cheerful and carefree all things considered, but that proud expression is back on her face now*\n\"Ohhh you caught on! Good job Buck, but complimenting me on looking young won't get ya any favors round here\" *She teases, grinning all the while making it clear she isn't being serious whatsoever as her tail lazily swings around*\n\n\"But you are right, I ain't that young and I'm also from the village. Got a nice community thing going there. The village leader is just kinda weird is all\"\n\n*She frowns, seemingly thinking for a moment*\n\"Have you been to Media lately?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Scott continues eating his apple slowly, enjoying the warmth of the sun along with the breeze blowing through the fields around them. He rolls his eyes when she praises him about getting his statement right.* **\"I'm not trying to get any favors. I was just stating what I have observered from watching you. You're very hyper, like a child, which is one of the main reasons I thought you were one at first. I've also never met the leader there. And no, I haven't passed through Mentia in a few months. Why do you ask?\"** *Scott finishes his apple and puts his handkerchief away, taking a few sips from his canteen.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She flashes him a cheeky grin, shifting her weight to her other leg this time, her ears flicking as she almost gets more serious in a way*\n\"Playful attitude is the key to using stature ya know. No one has their guard up around kids after all. And don't be so worried about those favors, I'm just Messina around with ya.\"\n*She starts stroking her whiskers again, kinda looking like one of those super villains who stroke their mustaches for no particular reason*\n\" No reason for asking bout Media though. Just curious if It's still in that war business\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Scott glances up at the sky, hands folding in his lap.* **\"I don't know anything about the war. I'm not apart of it and I don't really care what happens. Don't get mad at me though, I don't know either side, so I'm not biased towards the 'enemy' or 'ally.' it's all just politics.\"** *He smiles for the first time that day and looks back at Kazzi. He looks down at his hand, cracking his knuckles a couple times.* **\"So, I've never heard of the name Kazzi. Where is I from?\"**" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She glances at the sky as well and then looks over at the lake, rocking on her feet as she keeps stroking her whiskers*\n\"Hmm. My names probably a feline thing? Comes from my parents soon who knows. I haven't seen many felonies in my lifetime so that might be why it's not common?\" *She speculates thoughtfully as she picks up a rock and tosses it at the water, trying to make it skip and failing miserably*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*It had been several weeks following Bella's departure from Kadho, and for what was the first adventure for the kindred travelling merchant, things had taken a turn for the worst. Despite the map and compass she had in hand, Bella Gladstone's poor sense of direction suddenly had gotten the better of her as she found herself lost within one of Ombu's magical forests, the seemingly pleasant woman now thrown into a more dangerous situation.*\n\n\"Oh dear... Oh dear... Bella, what are you going to do... It was plain foolish to decide to go into the forest... Jasmine wouldn't have made such a common mistake...\"\n\n*She would quietly mutter to herself as she kept one hand secured to the dagger she kept on her belt, the other on her long dress to make sure she didn't trip over any of the sprawling overgrowth, revealing her tight-covered legs and heels. She had no clue what was going to happen next, but as time progressed, she was feeling more and more frightened by the second... Not even her optimism was likely to get her through.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*At first it was the sound of a twig snapping in the distance, followed by small squeaking of some kind. Not even a second after the squeak did the sound of something exploding from the earth. Whatever was going on was coming straight towards the lost merchant girl. Then a small brown rabbit appeared from beyond a small bush, fleeing something in the opposite direction. The fearful rabbit didn't even seem to care that a person was there as it continued in a straight line towards her. Every hop the mammal made a vine pierced through the earth as if trying to capture the rabbit. It wasn't long before multiple vines whipped around for the critter and then sinking back into the earth.* \n*Another sound began to grow from the direction the rabbit had come from, it sounded as if winds were blowing leaves and branches except there wasn't a wind to be felt this deep into the forest. Far off in the distance the forest seemed to bend away from whatever was approaching. The branches pulled outwards, some of the more fragile ones snapped entirely. Roots and vines that littered the floor began receding away as well. From behind the lost girl another loud squeak could be heard as a vine finally pierced the ground directly underneath the rabbit and held it high into the air, it's legs still kicking as if it was running.* \n*The phantom wind soon reached Bella as the bush directly in front of the female magically moved out of the way revealing an almost straight path into the forest. On the other side was a rather ordinary looking girl who had a staff in one hand and a woven basket in the other. Manon fell to her knees not to far away from Bella as she panted and gasped for a breath. She looked up from where she sat and went completely frigid as a person stood directly in front of her.* \n\n\"Uh- H-Hello?\" *She wasn't entirely sure what to say.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*It almost felt like a horror bursting from the earth itself. Bella, cautious as ever, let out a gasp as she proceeded to take a few steps back from the poor rabbit that was trying to hop away before it became a part of the Mother Nature yet again thanks to several vines dragging it down to its city doom. Of course, noticing nature in its full wrath was more than enough to scare the faint-hearted merchant.*\n\n\"Good heavens!\" *She suddenly cried out as she continued to back away from the surging winds, vines and branches rushed around her, before she came to notice the young woman who had emerged from the overgrowth itself, like a woman who was quite literally a part of nature itself. Her defensive instincts and fear kicking in, Bella's grip on her dagger's hilt tightened, her eyes closed shut tightly as she defensively held a hand forward in desperate hope that it would defend her.*\n\n\"W-Who are you...? S-State your business...!\" *Bella responded, shaking like a little leaf from a tree...*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The forest seemed to grow quiet, other than the rabbit that was still squealing in the air. The healer didn't say anything for a few seconds as she continued to gasp for air. Running wasn't something she had to do very often. Using her left hand to push herself onto her bottom as she sat in front of the scared woman, her right hand finding a place on her chest as the sound of her beating heart echoed through her ears. After a final exhale she lifted her dirty left hand from the forest floor and pointed towards the traveler. At least it would look like it as the rabbit was pretty near to where Bella stood.* \n\"That rabbit has been giving me a run for everything I'm worth. I'm uh.\" *She focused on the dagger Bella was holding and then looked over her shoulder at the makeshift path her nature magic created for her.* \"Oh dear, I must have terrified you, I thought you were just a deer or something.\" *It wasn't like her magic explicitly told Manon that a human was there, her magic could pick up on things like stepping on roots or brushing through leaves and shrubs. The only reason why she could sense the rabbit was based on its speed.* \"My name is Manon Surat, I'm sorry for startling you.\" *She got back up onto her feet as she slowly walked towards the female. Soon she started to slowly side step around Bella, making sure to not take a step closer.* \"I'm just going to slowly go this way and grab the rabbit, I mean no harm.\" *Which was half true, if she didn't find a meal before nightfall she wouldn't be able to tell friend from foe.* \"What brings you out here Miss... Uh\" *She looked for any unique features, but everything looked... Normal.* \"Uh. Miss.\" *She gave up on finding a nickname for the young lady.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*As Manon seemed to try to catch her breath from the exertion of her own abilities, Bella fearfully kept her eyes shut for a few seconds, waiting for either bloody death or for her feeble threats to make some use. She was far from the type who was capable of fighting, let alone someone who **Wanted** To fight, but she knew that she had to defend herself somehow. However... Fate for Bella was strange, as nothing happened.*\n\n*She would peek one of her eyes out, a flash of magenta showing itself as it looked over at Manon. And it was with that short glance that Bella seemed to relax just a tinge, her untainted hand that was raised in front of Manon lowering a little, alongside the grip of her dagger loosening. However, she still remained in her defensive stance, she still had no clue what was going on...*\n\n\"Oh... Gladstone. Miss Gladstone.\" *Bella responded, her naturally soft voice carrying with itself a refined air. It was clear that she was no fighter, let alone adventurer, but she was there, and she was in the forest talking to a fellow lady.* \"But... What is somebody like you doing here? Do people such as yourself normally take a stroll in the forest?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Manon finally side-stepped behind Lady Gladstone as she reached the rabbit that was panicking from the vine. Reaching forward with her right hand she grasped the mammal and pulled it from the vine with ease. Manon lifted her gaze upwards towards Lady Gladstone for brief moment, two cat like pupils gazing examining the female for just a second.*\n\n \"I'm here for this rabbit and no people stay clear of these woods.\" \n\n*She lowered her gaze onto the scared rabbit before her lips parted slightly. Whatever came out of her mouth was clearly a language, a language that the majority of people have never heard before and couldn't learn naturally. The only thing that seemed to understand or gave any type of reaction was the rabbit within her hand. It sounded almost like song, whatever came from Manon's lips and within a few minutes of singing the rabbit stopped squirming and soon enough shaking. This was always the hardest part for the vampire, she knew what she needed to do, but she hesitated. Drops of water fell from Manon's chin and onto the forest floor below.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"I mean most of of the other barn animals like cows, sheeps, and pigs are in there\" *He points beyond the Chicken Coups revealing a red barn with white accents, inside there's a small rumbling of animal noises though not as loud as the chickens* \"But i think I've already sold most of them so it's probably why you haven't seen any get around, not as much as the chickens anyway\" *He replied sitting down near the sleepy fox.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I don't know what those are.\"*She said, looking up at him with a blank expression. It was clear the fox didn't really know much about farm animals and probably didn't care much for that matter as long as they were food.*\"Sold?\"*She questioned, recollecting the meaning behind the word.*\"For what, more birds? And to whom, there's no one out here.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"So i could get the necessary tools to survive out here, you thought everything here was done by magic? Besides there's a town that's afew miles from here so I'm not entirely cut off from civilisation\" *He replied, the town was small to say the least not too much population wise but that's good enough for him, atleast it made sneaking away abit more doable, but that's a topic for another day perhaps.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I don't see why you need tools to survive.\"*She said nonchalantly.*\"I don't have those fancy tool things and look at me. In paradise.\"*She stretched out each leg individually and sat up as her sunning spot became obscured by the clouds overhead.*\"Maybe if you need all that to survive you're better off in the town than out here. Though that could go for all the elves I find out here, the forest was never the place for you guys.\"*She scrunched up her nose in thought.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Well you wouldn't be living in paradise if i didn't buy the necessary tools to build said paradise\" *He retorts back* \"And i did say at some point I was not like most elves you've met\" *He says again, he continued staring at the sky above that's partially blocked by the trees shadows.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She gave a snort in response.*\"One elf's treasure is a scavenger's treasure too.\"*The fox stated before looking at him with a face of doubt.*\"Oh yeah? What makes you so different? Did the other elves banish you?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Well they didn't exactly *Banish* Me i just preferred to be alone with no one else but myself... Well that is until you came along of course\" *He says to her.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Maybe that's why you're so weird.\"*She said casually.*\"Been away from your elf group for so long now you're acting as if you're some kind of loner. Aren't elves supposed to be around other elves so that they know how to act like elves?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Can say the same about you\" *He retorts* \"Aren't you supposed to be with other foxes aswell? Someone to help you hunt and make a home instead of being a loner like me?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Maybe if it wasn't for your kind I would be.\"*She snaps back at him, teeth partially bared at Wilhelmina for reaching the subject. The fox eventually laid back down and turned her back to him.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He doesn't know what she meant so he just shuts up and let the silence befall upon the two of them.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The fox's fur was standing on end for a while, but after sometimes she eventually managed to get it to lie flat again.*\"It's a wonder of what possessed you guys to come all the way out into the forest. Things were much more peaceful when you all stuck to those clump of dens you call a town, but you had to keep expanding that territory all the way out here and for what? Because you're tired of your kind?\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*She walked here and sat under a tree*\n\n*She has fallen asleep*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Ryland had been walking around the outer edges of the forest, an area void of people, or so he thought. What he didn't know was that there was a Macon sleeping not too far away from him, the intentions of this person of course was just about as know to him about their presence though so all he could do was just continue on as he just took a look around. Ryland wasn't unarmed though, he had a wooden longbow upon his left shoulder, it was definitely through years of use which was shown by just by its worn appearance*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She rolled onto her side and she revealed a bloody and dirty bandage wrapped around her arm. She was unaware that there was another Macen there so she kept on sleeping*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Soon enough Ryland had come across this other person, a passed out woman by the seems of it, just by chance. Usually he would have walked on by but seeing as this person had a dirtied and bloodied bandage upon their arm, he had to act, this of course causing him to walk over to the woman, crouch down next to her, and gently shake her to make sure that she is alive. He also spoke in a low voice, one almost equal to a whisper, just to try and elicit a response*\n\n\"Hey... Are you okay?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She would be breathing normally and she would wake up a little* \"Oh hello\" *She would say still sort of asleep*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yeah hello. Is your arm okay?\"\n\n*Rylan shrugged off the greeting, instead deciding to focus upon the fact that her arm had a bloodied bandage upon it. Now, he wasn't a medical professional but when someone bleeds that much, it never meant that the wound was small. He didn't have to worry about her of course but him being a decent person decided it be best he not just walks off now that he made his presence known*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She would sit up and remove the dirtied bandage to reveal a large gash on her arm* \"It's okay I'm fine\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Are ya sure? That gash doesn't seem to be all too great\"\n\n*Just as he inferred, there was a decent sized gash beneath the bandage. This of course was a cause for worry because with large wounds came a large chance of it getting infected, this of course was known to cause death, and frankly he didn't want someone to die by something that can be fixed fairly easy. He wasn't sure if he could fix it, but there probably was a healer in a nearby town that could help her though*\n\n\"You may want to get it healed soon\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"You have a fair point. I'm Adeliza by the way\" *She smiled and tried to hide her pain*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"It's nice to meet you Adelina, you can call me Ryland\"\n\n*Ryland gave a small smile as he introduced himself before casting a quick gaze back to the wound, the sight of it bringing a small frown to his face. He stood up from where he was crouching, holding out his hand to help Adelina up soon after getting up. He honestly couldn't say he remembered if the village he was last at had a healer in it, but it was worth a try if he were to be honest, it was better to try instead of stand around and do nothing*\n\n\"Let's go and try a healer then, ain't no point in just sitting around after all\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Yup and thank you so much for your help\" *She'd take his hand and smile at him. She winced slightly at the pain in her arm but she was very grateful to him for helping her*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"It's the least I can do at this point... Say, what are you doing out this far anyway?\"\n\n*They were in the woods with only a vague direction to go if they wanted to reach even territory after all, not many people could be found out this far in all reality. Ryland, though obviously not being of the even kind, had his reasons being here, but he did want to hear what Adelina's reason was, especially when she had such a wound on her arm*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Well my wound is from someone who i risked my own life for but who took me for granted and so i got mad and then he did this to me and so I'm out here because I had no where else to go plus I wanted to explore\" *She started to feel a bit light headed but she didn't want to say anything because she didn't want to be anymore of a burden than she already was*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well you should've taken care of that gash before thinking of exploring, you realize you could have bled out and died out here right?\"\n\n*Ryland spoke with a tone more of concern with a little bit of scolding than of anger or anything of the sorts, he was't a monster after all. He did start leading Adelina out of the woods as well, the way out wasn't all too tough or labor-intensive, but it definitely wasn't easy either... This of course could prove tough for those whom aren't physically fit or are heavily wounded, thankfully Ryland was't either... He wasn't too sure about Adelina though*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She clung onto him so that she could maintain her balance and strength* \"I know that was a really dumb thing to do but I was so mad that I didn't care I'm sorry that I've already made such a bad impression of myself\"\n\n\"Besides no one would've cared if I died or not because I had no one\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"No need to apologize, you are obviously in a pretty bad condition as is\"\n\n*Seeing as Adelina was using him as a way of support, Ryland decided to take her arm over his shoulder just so it was a bit easier for the both of them. He figured that blood loss was getting on her so he needed to be quick, the wound also needed to be recovered up, but he could do that once they reach a less brushy area*\n\n\"As for no one caring, that may have been true before but seeing as I care enough to give you help, well... You have someone that cares for you right now\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She would smile and give him a mini hug and she ripped off a part of her clothes and wrapped it around her gash temporarily* \"Thank you for everything. How can I repay you?\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*Juna relaxed back on the branch that she sat on, having just guided a Macen through the forest to a nearby town. From here, she could see it in the gloom of the night with her enhanced senses, but now she averted her attention back to the forest from which she traversed through, beginning to make her way back. Down far below her, her Jackal companion had finally appeared from the shrubbery of the woods, sniffing around at the base of the trees in search of prey.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She just arrived in the forest and is quite curious of the forest itself as she moves around and smells the air surrounding her, and she picks up Jonas scent but ignores it*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Juna gazed down at the forest floor, catching sight of the Canifor wandering down below her. Her head tilted a bit to the side. It had been a long while since she's seen any other Canifor around, maybe this one was another forest dweller. Juna's jackal, Jace, picked up the scent of the other Canifor, sniffing along the ground before lifting his head and letting out a low growl in her direction.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*As she was sniffing in the area she hears the jackals how's and inhales and howls back at the jackal in response that she is not a threat*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Jace's ear rose up as his growling subsided, giving way to the sound of him barking as if trying to alert Juna. Juna gave a quiet giggle at her Jackal, always the same with him, though even she couldn't stop her ears from shooting up at the sound of the canifor's howl.* \"Who goes there?\" *Juna would ask in a more authoritative voice than she felt she could maintain.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She was a bit docile at the moment and not the in the mood to fight* Abigail Cyril what's yours? *She says that in more authority*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Juna sat down cross-legged on the branch she was on, debating between whether or not to say her real name or just go along with other persona she was creating.* \"You can call me... Juna...\" *She finally said, deciding to stick her actual name with the knowledge that hiding that identity would probably be difficult.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Ok June where are you then afraid *Laughing like a jerk*\n\nAre you afraid to show yourself I can just follow your aromatic scent around" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Juna's tail flicked to the side. Usually she would be afraid seeing as her Jackal was down below her, closer to harm's way, but she couldn't sense any signs of aggressions from this Canifor, especially now as her Jackal had finally began quieting up his barking after a while of doing such.* \"No, I'm not afraid.\" *She says in a thoughtful tone.* \"I just like the view from here... Do you want to join me?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Huh, nobody asked me to join them or I just forgot I'm not sure the branch could hold my weight though *She just sits on the ground and ate some bread*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Juna gave a warm smile from where she sat. Her Jackal stared at the food the Canifor ate, sniffing the air to catch the scent of it with mild interest.* \"Branches are more sturdy than you may think. I'm sure it could hold your weight... That is... If you're not too afraid to climb up.\" *Juna teased.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Her ears perked as if she was insulted* Fine! I'll show you I can climb *She then puts her stuff in her bag and runs on all 4 to the tree and climbs it fast as she just cawed her way up* There *Now on the trunk of the tree*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Juna waited for her as she climbed up the trunk of the tree, her tail flicking to the side expectantly.* \"It's not much further now.\" *She encouraged even though she was sure Abigail would make it up on her own with her defiance towards Juna's words.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She keeps climbing up and reaches the branch on your on, she then sits beside you being a bit built than you*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Juna inched a bit to the side, giving Abigail more space before saying:* \"See? The branch does support your weight.\" *She gave a light smile before turning her gaze to look down towards the forest floor where her Jackal sat, looking up at them.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She keeps calm up the tree and in hales like it used a lot of energy to climb the tree* I don't like climbing trees even though I want to but it's just a waste of energy" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I don't think it's a waste...\" *She said quietly before gazing out towards the capitol that sat just beyond the forest they were in.* \"There's so much to see up here and... Some people think it gives a nice height advantage...\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "I don't use the bow so i won't know what height advantage is?" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"That's fine... Sometimes the height is just good to check out your surroundings... Or be able to stay out of view of those looking to fight...\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Just like what you did earlier huh but its nearly impossible to hide on a Cantor" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She gives a light laugh.*\n\"Yeah... I guess you're right... But I have to admit... It's been a while since I've seen another Canifor...\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She then laughs and nearly fell* Ahh *Grabs tight on the branch*\n\nI nearly fell that would hurt a lot" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah-\" *She said, letting out a sigh of relief that she didn't have to witness the Canifor fall from a height this large.* \"You're meant to sit and watch at great heights... Not fall from them-\" *Juna said, holding back a nervous laugh.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She just then goes down the tree landing on her feet and just sits on the surrounding bushes*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She tilts her head to the side.* \"So what were you doing in the forest anyways? Hunting for something?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Yeah, it's the perfect time to hunt as the full moon empowers me an n hunt those boars" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Juna raised an eyebrow in question.* \"You hunt for boars?\" *She asked in a surprised tone.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "I hunt boars there the best source of protein and there hides can be sold for a hefty price" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Oh... I don't usually see boars... If I'm lucky I might be able to catch a deer or two... They carry a lot of meat on them-\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "I hunt everything even maces if needed" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Her eyes widened.* \"Macens... Why them?\" *She questioned in shock.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Exotic animals... Exotic Animals...\"\n*The young man paces in a circle. As he ponders about exotic animals. . .Beastkin and Oriates cross his mind. He senses something oddly wrong about the idea but goes for anyways*\n\n\"Zebra?—No plain, Lion— no too boisterous—Leopard?\"\n\n*He was going down the list of savanna animals, he still felt that there was something ironically wrong about dressing as a beastkin or an oriate. Especially if one of his acquaintances was one. . .*\n\n\"I give, tell me Lyra. . . What animal?\"\n*It was at this point the young man decided to fully commit to loitering around Lyra. He'd go and take a seat on the base of a nearby tree*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Zebra is actually a nice idea.\" Lyra timidly pointed out, but with a smile. Perhaps she was getting a bit more loose. \"But... I was actually thinkin', somethin' like a peacock.\" She explained while tapping her fingers against her paper." }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The young man would hesitate in his motion to sit down he shakes his head at the Zebra idea he thought about its palette for a moment, then it's symbolism . . . He did keep it as a fallback idea. But as he heard the name peacock. His view focuses on Lyra in a state of awe, A peacock—! It's a perfect. It's colorful, showy and it symbolizes quite a few things that resonates with him as a person. . . He smirks before he speaks*\n\n\"Actually, a peacock isn't that bad of an idea. . . I'll probably go with that! Only problems now is I must go find one and sadly borrow its feathers. . . I won't be looking forward to harming said bird.\"\n*He sighs, and laughs to himself placing a hand on his forehead.*\n\n\"That . . . And I'm not going to be looking forward to my acquaintances remarks of me being a peacock. . . I think I can already imagine the jokes they'll make when they see it. . . \"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"They... Make jokes of you?\" Lyra asked, with some oddly deep sympathy. \"It's okay. Sometimes people pointed out I'm too odd-minded.\" She added, kind of almost missing the point of the conversation.\n\nThen, she managed to snap herself back to the topic. \"Oh. But I'm glad you considered one of my ideas good.\" She said with a smile." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"There is no need to worry about repaying me now, we still have to get you out of the woods after all\"\n\n*Ryland adjudged a little to let her bandage herself as they walked, it was better that she didn't just bleed out as they traversed the land after all*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"But still I do need to repay you so how can I repay you?\" *She started to get a bit weaker and a bit more light-headed, but she tried her best not to show it, and she kept going with his help out of the woods*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"We can worry about that later, for now just hang in there\"\n\n*Ryland was unaware of the fact that she was slowly getting more and more lightheaded, this of course was a bad thing that he couldn't exactly fix easily, he wasn't a healer after all. All he could do was try and get the two of them to safety as quickly and safely as possible.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"How much farther?\" *Her legs started to get a bit weak*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Not much further, do you need a rest or anything?\"\n\n*Ryland was still fine to go but if Adeliza wasn't he would be fine with stopping for a break if it was needed, he didn't want to push a wounded person too far after all*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Do you mind if we do?\" *As she finished that sentence she collapsed onto the ground and passed out*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Whelp...\"\n\n*It was the worst case scenario, Adelina had collapsed and passed out soon after speaking. This of course wasn't a good sign so Ryland waisted no time in bending down and scooping the girl up so they could continue moving on. He could see the edge of the woods not even 40 yards away, they could make it hopefully*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She was still breathing, and she tried her hardest to hold onto him, and she was hoping that her makeshift bandage wasn't going to fall off while they were walking*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Ryland continued through the underbrush right up until he exited the woods and found himself by a well worn down dirt road, this was good of course because it meant that a town was nearby. The distance to that town was unknown to him though*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ryland...\" *She would say his name in a faint voice*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Stop talking and just conserve your energy\"\n\n*Ryland spoke in a stern and steady tone, one what both showed some worry but not enough to really mean anything deep for all he was doing was making sure a stranger lived to see another day, no more and no less. Frankly he couldn't say that he had ever come across a situation like this before so he was a bit high on adrenaline as he recounted the recent events in his head, his mind had also dabbled in the thought of Adeliza dying but he decided not to think on that... He'd rather not think of having to deal with a corpse after all*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You don't have to do this I'll be okay\" *She tried to stand up so that she could walk too so that he wouldn't have to carry her. She was extremely grateful to him for all that he had done, and she didn't want to be a burden to him*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"You just passed out, there is no way that you can do this on your own\"\n\n*Ryland doubted that Adeliza would get far on her own seeing as she just passed out and had to be carried. This meant that he resisted against her trying to be put down, he didn't want her to use too much energy in trying to support herself after all*\n\n\"So please conserve your energy\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She finally gave in* \"But what happens when you get tired?\" *She was slightly scared for him more than for herself*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Don't worry about that okay?\"\n\n*Ryland may have only been a Macen but he had spent years doing hard work, this of course meant that he had a really decent endurance. Sure, there was a slight burn in his arms as he walked on but he could tell that they were getting near somewhere for the woods slowly started to merge into a flatlands like area, a perfect place that a town may be*\n\n\"We are almost there anyways\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Are you sure?\" *She was a bit skeptical, and then she realized that he might need something* \"Do you need water? Or food?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"*Yes* I am sure. Now will you please just rest, you are the one bleeding out after all\"\n\n*How could someone in such a dire situation be concerned about how he was, that was what Ryland found odd. He was sure that he was perfectly fine though, they were reaching the town of pretty soon, this of course meant that they had a high chance of finding a healer there*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She went quiet and stayed that way until they got there*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Sometimes macens have a lot of silver and food with them, I havent kill one yet but i stole from a party once i got 3 silver from them" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*June had let out a small sigh of relief, her tail flicking back upwards as she glanced back down to Abigail.* \"But... Why steal from them? There is plenty of food in the forest...\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Sometimes you have to do that to survive\n\nPlus they happen to be bandts so yeah worth it" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I guess that's... Not so bad...\" *June said, leaning back against the trunk of the tree. Jace had walked up to the bushes Abigail was sitting on and went around them, sniffing for the food she had earlier.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*It was on heer bag and she eats one of them and gives some to the jackal* You have a nice jackal as a pet I have a pet bunny shes in my bag right now" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Jace took the food, dropping it on the ground as he ate away at it. June looked down at Abigail with a face of confusion.* \"A pet bunny...? But aren't rabbits... Prey...?\" *She asked.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "I pity these poor creatures isnt that right? *She picks it up from her bag and pulls out a sleeping white cotton tail*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*June stared down at the rabbit. She supposed it was a little adorable, but part of her couldn't see it much more than a small animal of prey. Jace lifted his gaze as he saw the rabbit pulled, staring at it hungrily. He had let out a bark at it in turn.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She growles at jace for barking and waking her bunny* Hey dont scare my little bun bun *She then gets some grass and feeds it*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Jace growled back at the Cantor, his hackles raising from her keeping the food from him. June tightened her grip on the trunk of the tree before carefully leaping down to the forest floor.*\"Easy Jace... Easy...\"*She said, coming to give the Jackal a small pat on his head. Jace gave a grumbled bark in response, his gaze not wavering from the rabbit.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The rabbit shaking in fear decided to jump and run around* Oi get back *Starts to chase after it*\n\nCome back *She catches it and puts it in her bag where it calmed down*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Jace would give to chase to the rabbit, his tail wagging in excitement at seeing the creature flee. As the rabbit was picked up and put into the Cantor's bag, he would bark up at her in frustration of her taking away the rabbit.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She does a heavy growl at jace for attempting to kill her pet* You want my bunny! You have to go to me first" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Jace snapped up at the Cantor as if daring to try. June quickly ran over to him and picked the Jackal up, holding him in her arms.* \"I'm sorry... He's just... So used to hunting rabbits I guess...\"*June said quietly.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "I did the same at first until this cutie infatuated me with her cuteness at first i hunt rabbits qhen i was a pup back then after i see them suffer i completely stop" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*June ran a hand along her Jackal's back. She didn't like seeing animals suffer either, that's why she usually put them out of their misery rather quickly whenever she hunts.* \"I guess boars would make more sense to hunt than rabbits... They don't carry as much food on them...\" *June said, agreeing with Abigail for her pet's sake rather than what she really thought of the creature.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Mhmm rabbits are just good with thier hides plus there aint worth the energy once they start running" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well... Usually I could just shoot an arrow at them before they start running but... I guess they do make chasing them hard... Not that that would... Discourage Jace from trying...\" *She said with a small chuckle.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She growls at jace againbefore picking up the scared bunny and pets it tocalm down*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The jackal swiveled his head back, snapping at Abigail.*\"Please-\"*June said to the both of them in an attempt to get them to lashing out at one another.*\"I'm sorry about him...\"*She apologized.*\"He's not the best around small animals...\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She stops growling and her bunny fell asleep again*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Her ears lowered slightly as she looked over to the rabbit.*\"I guess we shouldn't be keeping you from your hunt then...\"*She said with a small frown forming as she rested her head atop Jace's before glancing to the forest beyond.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "**\"No—No—... Don't give me that... You're aren't awkward.—\"**\n *He frowns more intently and waves off her concern of not being able to match his spunk. \"Yikes\" Echos in his consciousness, He didn't care match about her being actively engaged even if he was the more talkative person. He valued quality over quantities of words, and converse.*\n\n\"I kid. . . But everyone needs someone to break their shell. Ya see? I was just like you. . . Then I met an Oriate,—Then poof—. I was Reborn Social. . . Kinda—. W-Who knows? That person may or may not be I. . . \"\n\n*Lucrum's horse seems to wander in the background, the sound of its hooves slowly making it way to them seemed odd. .? He turns to it to make Sure it hasn't ran off. He turn back to speak*\n\n\"If you'd like— I'll leave and let you resume doing your uh— walking. . . And nature Fae things. .? Since I did protrude on it earlier.\"\n*He rubs back of his neck, thinking about an ice-breaker before he retorts with another option.*\n\n\"Unless you have anything else in mind to ask or tell? . . I'm open to it.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Lyra was pretty confused with Luc rum forgetting that she was about to leave her home. That made her look a bit downward before being able to reply.\n\n\"N-No. I have more things to ask.\" She explained. \"Do you... Know which is the nearby place? And where to go?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He nods even though being lost prior, as long as he knew where he was he could at least help her out. Lucrum raises a finger up indicating her to wait as he gets up and goes to his stead to retrieve a map*\n\n\"So... We're somewhere in Ombu forest? I'll let you figure that one out, and the nearest cities from Ombu are... In the north, Upper Mentia, to the west is Huiroor, and to the east Siui.\"\n\n*He points to Mentia*\n\"To get here quicker it'd be best to follow the river that leads north, there are mostly macen.\"\n*Turning his attention to Huiroor*\n\"Here is mostly Dark elves. It's relatively more traditional here.\"\n*Lastly to Siui*\n\"Here resides Fire Macens and Steppes Elf's. If you cross the river from Ombu you'll end up there.\"\n\n*He hands the map to her*\n\"Think you got all that or do you need further explanation?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"So... Upper Media in north, Hoosier in west, and SII in east. To both north and east, take a river...\" Lyra repeated to herself before nodding her head towards Luc rum.\n\n\"I think I understand what you mean.\" She said with a smile as she grabbed the offered map." }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He nods to Lyra, pointing his arm outwards. Egging her to continue forth he reiterates his sentence. His voice cracks slightly.*\n\n\"Unless there is anything else you have in mind, Then— that is all, I wish you safe travels. . . If you need anything I reside in Lymia and I will be in Mentia in the next few days.\" \n\n*He pets his horses mane, and prepares to mount. He looks back to the Fae one last time. His voice seems kinda disheartened at meeting a new acquaintance and having part ways so soon. Lucrum clears his throat before he return to his usual tone.*\n\n\"Be careful, it's a vast world out there.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Yeah... It was all Lyra had in mind. Perhaps it was time to leave, now with more information in hands to know where to go. She calmly nodded her head with what Luc rum said. She just wasn't sure exactly of what she would need besides the artistic ... Perhaps a weapon, for self-defense.\n\n\"D-Don't worry. I will.\" She promised." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Farewell! Take Care!\"\n*He nods to Lyra one final time before getting on his mount. He snaps his reigns on the horse and begins to trots off. He wonders where would be a good place to find a beautiful birb, as well as how long would it take to return home. .? He was half asleep when he got here.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*The young man after a few moments of scanning his surroundings would catch movement just out of his peripheral. Lucrum would dismount his equine and approached. He didn't know whether to stay hidden or to make his presence known just yet. . .*\n\n*As he came closer he'd come to the realization it was a young maiden. He'd keep his guard up however from prior experiences as he makes his presence known. She seemed to be an elf and from was he could infer a relatively smaller one. . . What was she doing out here alone?*\n\n*He realizes now being a dozen feet away. . . It would be an odd occurrence if she had spotted him and possibly mistaken whim for trailing her. . . So in doing so, Lucrum had the wise idea of making a entrance! Why not? He thinks hastily about making his first impression. Leaning against the trunk off a tree and crossing his arms. . . He gives himself a mental high-five at his creativity, as he clears his throat loudly. Trying his best to not laugh at himself*\n\n\"It seem like your very in-tuned with nature. . .\"\n**He pushes his glasses back**" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The hard-skinned FAE elf was blissfully unaware of the young male near her. She was too busy appreciating nature and the color green until it was too late.\n\nWhen she heard the throat clear and the masculine voice, she kind of froze and got startled in her mind. And kind of out of her mind too, judging by how her pupils shrank rapidly as she realized she wasn't alone.\n\nStill, she did her darn best to try and not sound rude as she replied, although she unwittingly let out how surprised, and at the same time, timid, she as.\n\n\"I live here.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He raises his eyebrows in intrigue. A moment of silence fills the air as he thinks of something to retort with. He snapped his fingers in concern*\n\n\"But— There is no city here?. . . No houses?— Wait, what is place called? . . \"\n*He drops his arms placing them to his sides. As he approaches the lady, he does his utmost to be casually. Seeing as he had just appeared and started a conversation*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Uh... M-mister, actually. There is.\" Lyra nervously replied, trying to crack a grin.\n\nThe fact she didn't have her Mom to do most of the talking was making this very awkward. As in, more awkward than necessary. But she'd try to put a bit of effort into the talk.\n\n\"T-The name of this place is OMB.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*The forest was relatively quiet. Perhaps too quite for most people, even the lack of birds singing would make anyone feel somewhat uncomfortable. All that could be heard was the sound of leaves brushing against each other in the gentle breeze, even the grass danced along with the breeze. All seemed still, yet eerily quiet. And the answer to the silence arrived in the form of a kitsune. One leg brushed past some tall grass, before the other came along.\n\nThe female kitsune had her ears perked up high as her body gracefully moved through the forest. Her brown skin shimmered as the sunlight hit her skin, the darkness of her fur on her ears and tail also reflected back the sunlight. Her bright yellow eyes scanned the overall area as she moved, barefoot, through the land. This was good. And she felt good about being in this forest.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*There came a clanking of metal boots that disturbed the eerie silence, its presence alone was wrong. The Dark Elf looked around for the materials he needed, noticing the only sound being him. He would not be phased by the loneliness, he had a job, and he wanted to be quick about it.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Wow! Now these noises were new and interesting. She could only associate these noises with knights in shining armor, patrolling village perimeters and such. However... They were nowhere near Wakazu. What on Earth- was he lost? Now the kitsune grew curious. With her bare feet, she would move quickly and silently through the grounds, moving in the direction towards the clanking noises, until eventually, she saw sight of the man. Her ears perked in curiosity.\n\nBut she was not willing to go out there just yet.\n\nShe hid a little bit behind the tree she was against. She rose her hand up, allowing a little fiery light to form in her hand. She whispered something under her breath and her entire body gave of the faintest glow. Her form shrunk, smaller and smaller, until eventually she had turned into her 'Lesser' form. Into an arctic fox in their summer coat. From there, she shuffled her way through the bushes and out the other end, now following directly behind the dark elf.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Oblivious to the creature stalking behind him, he kept clanking through the forest. He had a few thoughts swirling in his mind. What if he met a Wood Elf? Would it be friendly? I wonder if it will take offense to my presence here? As well as \"Did he say red root or blue root... Aw, man.\"*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The little arctic fox followed swiftly behind him, even walking beside him for a moment. The fox appeared normal, but the one different thing about her was the striking, golden yellow eyes the fox had. Completely unlike most foxes, these eyes were supernaturally bright. \n\nAs she walked beside the dark elf, and he was seemingly talking to himself, she was admiring his general appearance. All before she gave a little 'yip' and she around his ankles before darting off in front of him. She went a few feet before she stopped and turned around to face him, the ears of the fox perked up straight.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He intrigued by the fox, but why did it have an arctic coloration in a forest? And those eyes, so beautifully bright. What a funny little thing. He knelt down next to it and reached to pet it with his left hand.* I: \"Doth you know where some Nightshade grows in this forest little fox?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The fox leaned into his hand, allowing him to pet her head. The mention of Nightshade made her perk up a bit, her eyes looking back into his own with intelligence. She gave a look no other, regular animal would give. She would immediately dart behind the dark elf and look up at him, making a soft 'yip' noise to indicate for him to follow her. From there, she bounded off in the opposite direction to where he was going. She was certainly quick, but she stopped for him to catch up.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The Elf was not used to the forest and its inhabitants, so he was tentative about following such a strange fox. But he did anyway, he needed that nightshade for a job and the fox might know something. The quick fox outmatched his speed greatly, but his endurance held up to stay in sight of it.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Once he got close enough, she would bound off again, even getting to the point where she gracefully bounced down a steep slope to the very bottom, making some stones roll down to the base. At the base of the slope, she would sit up top a rock and wait patiently for him. Her more humanistic mind thought this was quite cool, acting as though she was a wild animal. Perhaps she could use this form to her benefits... Nah, not her style.\n\nThe fox that sat on the rock appeared to shimmer entirely beneath the sunlight. That fur was thick, yet not thick enough to keep her warm for the winter. It was well kept and the fox appeared to have a very good diet, considering she does not look malnourished in the least bit.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He slid down slope very stylishly before a near fantastic stumble into face-plant. Alas, his natural grace saved him from the spectacle, and he walked over to the fox, eyeing it again. He couldn't get over its super naturalness, but it led him this far. What's the worse that could happen?*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He could almost feel the fox laugh a little bit as she closed her eyes as if she did laugh. Afterwards, she would stand up, shake her coat off and then hop off the rock and walk up the pathway. They weren't too far now, and she was hoping that after that lovely end to that stunt that he would still be able to catch up with her. She gave a slight pause and looked behind her, making sure he was following along. Her tail even swayed a little bit.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He was following, though he seemed to hurt his ankle a little bit. But it was of no concern, he could heal it with ease after he got back to town. How much further was his question.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*After what felt like waaayyy too long to be searching for Nightshade, the fox would reach a waterfall area. She made her way onto some rocks that poked just through the surface of the water to go to the other side of the waterfall. Once she reached the ground, she turned and sat down, facing the dark elf. Behind her was a large amount of Nightshade, all in their beauty, for him to pick.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He gave the fox another scratched behind the ears before picking a small bit of Nightshade. He was glad for the fox's assistance.* I: \"What could you be... Certainly no fox I've heard of.\" *He knelt down again and gave some more head scratches.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "***\"That is a curious question.\"** The fox then spoke out, followed by a giggle with the head scratches. **\"What exactly could I be...\"**\n\nThe fox lowered her snout to look over her body, giving off a soft little hum as she looked over her body.\n**\"I appear to be an arctic fox, but... Perhaps I'm not?\"** She spoke with such a teasing tone. She knew exactly what she was.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He looked confused as hell, jumping back a bit. It was not every day a fox talked to you after all.* I: \"W-what? How can you be a talking fox?!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The fox then giggled like she was enjoying driving this poor dark elf mad. She then moved back a little bit before shaking her coat again. As she did this, the faintest, red and orange glow would come from her body, her body engulfed by this glow. The outline of her body would grow and grow and grow until eventually, the glow faded, revealing... A woman. A macen-looking woman, except she had... Ears and a tail.\n\nThe rather short woman had long, black, wavy hair that went down to her waist. Her skin was dark and her eyes kept their bright yellow color. She wore a light blue top with a darker, strapped top beneath it, followed by a lighter blue skirt and dark blue leggings. Lotsa blue, this woman seems to like the color.\n\nShe extended a hand out to the dark elf with a big grin, showing her enlarged upper canines.\n**\"Your friendly Kitsune to the rescue for some Nightshade! Name's Bluebell. A pleasure to meet you.\"***" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He was a little mucked up, but he knew his manners. He took the hand and shook it firmly as befit a new acquaintance.* I: \"Why uh thank you Bluebell, you've been great help. Never seen a Mistune, Is pose they're rare in Solaria. You also clearly like the color blue I see, rather... Fitting.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*After the handshake, she pulled back her hand and looked down at her clothing.\n\n**\"One would think! My mother always told me it suited me for my name.\"** She then looked up at the man, a piece of her dark hair falling in front of her face. She took it and pushed it behind her right ear that perked upright. **\"Sir, you did not say your name! You look to be someone important.\"** \n\nShe stood up on her tip toes for a moment before lowering herself.\n**\"And what's with the knight metal on your boots? You're far away from any sort of village if you're a knight. Or a soldier... Unless you're a really bad thief.\"** She giggled mischievously.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He laughed. She was very light-hearted, best to keep it that way, no need to ruin dreams.* I: \"My name is I'Halley En'Nair. I think that translates to 'The Shade of Fire' in Macon. I'm a Battle mage, a knight that uses magic to help others. The metal boots keep my feet protected from arrows to the heel.\" *He shuffled a little, his violet eyes were pleased with his fluent language speaking skills. Good thing he had those.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She looked at the boots again before she kneeled down, her tail swaying as she curiously looked at the metallic boots. She tapped them with her nails, or were they claws? They were pretty large. She listened for the metallic noises that followed then hummed, as though she was judging and rating the metal on the shoes. She then stood up straight with an index finger to the chin.\n\n**\"Lame. They won't do too well after some time. Should find a black smith willing to make you another set.\"** She then whispered a little bit, her eyes looking up at the male's own violet eyes. **\"Ooorrr you could steal some.\"**\n\nShe then giggled a bit.\n**\"Excuse me, I've been a little reckless recently with my actions. Got a kleptomaniac itch and it won't go away.\"** Her right ear flicked a little bit. She then turned her attention to the Nightshade.\n\n**\"What do you plan to do with the Nightshade?\"** She asked.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He shuffled a little bit. He wasn't used to people that were so... Happy. He led a life in dreary battle and wasn't prepared for this in the slightest.* I: \"Going to give it to the person who needed it. What they do with it isn't my concern.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She hummed a little bit in thought, putting her arms behind her back as she thought.\n\n**\"I heard the berries make a good way to poison and kill someone.\"** She walked a little bit beside him, looking at her nails as she spoke. **\"Ever heard of 'The King's Final'? It's a special way the Nightshade berries are pressed and put, either in the food or the drink, that is to be handed to a king, or anyone of royalty. It usually happens through the maids in the kitchen quarters. Mercenaries like yourself will sometimes request the maid put the berries into the food or drink for the king. Depending on what the king has that kills him will determine the name's ending. Either it's 'The King's Final Meal' or 'The King's Final Drink'.\"**\n\nAfter her little speech, she looks up from her nails and back at the Dark Elf.\n**\"Been somewhat of a dream of mine to rid my father that way.\"** She smiled then shrugged. **\"Buuuuutt who cares?\"***" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He was astounded at her knowledge and yet her lack of wisdom. But he had a job to do and that was that.* I: \"Well I thank you for that bit of knowledge and your company, but I must return to the town to collect my dues. Do you ever go into town?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She gasped and immediately turned to face her body to him.\n\n**\"May I go with you?! I can stay in my Lesser form for a long time, no one will suspect a thing! I love the forest, but unfortunately I get bored all too easily.\"** She folded her arms and pouted like a little child. **\"Aaaand I can give a liiiittle bittle of help if you need it. Don't have many powers, but I can try my best with what I got, good sir.\"** Her tail behind her swayed side to side.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He sighed and shook his head before looking up at her.* I: \"You can stay in your... Normal form. I don't think anyone should care, after all you are probably considered pretty I guess. Also helps if I can follow closer, you almost lose me when you bolt ahead.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She gasped in awe, which was immediately followed by a giggle.\n\n**\"Excellent!\"** She exclaimed happily. **\"This will be so exciting! Should you require anything, I will be more than happy to pay for it for you! \"** She paused with her one hand on her chest then blinked, realizing she didn't have as much money anymore. **\"Erm, never mind that last statement, that's irrelevant now.\"** She smiled nervously.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He shook his head, but she knew the way to town more than him, probably.* I: \"Let's get going, I hope you know the way back to town. I cannot dilly-dally much longer and the job is good money for something so easy.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She perked up and she nodded, looking around for a moment before going back across the waterfall, walking over the rocks that poked through the water.\n\n**\"What's the job anyway? Who's head are you going to roll today?\"** She asked quite casually as she got to the other side of the waterfall, making her way back to where they came from. **\"My mother used to be a Mercenary. Didn't last long because the guild didn't accept her.\"***" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He contemplated his answer, taking in the gained information.* I: \"I don't think I'm rolling a head today, poison isn't my expertise and I find it most dishonorable. Mercenaries do very basic work, but not such evil work I think. At least we shouldn't.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "***\"Huh, interesting!\"** She said as she climbed back up the slope, struggling a little bit as her upper body strength was not the best. But, through trial and error, she got back to the top, shaking some dirt off her hands. **\"Theeen, are you basically the letter boy for today? What are you getting paid for to do that needs you to be there so timely?\"** She pressed on for answers. She couldn't help it, she was so inquisitive.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Sometimes annoyingly inquisitive, but I'Halley indulged students and curious. He carried on alongside her and spoke.* I: \"Pretty much, getting paid to just be a runner. I do think you've earned a share of the coin though.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "***\"Psssh, I know most of this stuff from my father and mother.\"** She spoke as she walked in the direction of the nearest town, Wakazu. Along the pathway, she hopped up into a tree and pulled down a branch, rummaging through it for a piece of fruit. She pulled out something resembling spikey pears before she let go of the branch. She took one of the pears and ate it, delving into its flesh like a rabid animal.\n\n**\"See, I managed to get lots of information in my own ways. Nuns, my mother, my father, even the horsemen that tended to our horses, lots of sources.\"** She spoke after she swallowed a mouthful of the pear. She offered the other one to him. **\"Hungry?\"***" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He nodded no, he wasn't quite hungry yet, eating before leaving. He kept walking, waiting for her to catch up.* I: \"I've already eaten, you can have it. But hurry up, time is of the essence.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She rolled her eyes before dropping the spare pear to the ground. She took another bite from the pear before dropping hers to the ground. Seeming to be a waste, but the seeds will grow.\n\n**\"Riiight, let's get. Keep straight until you get to the edge of the forest. That's if you lose me.\"** She said before bounding off, rushing through the forest quite swiftly.\n\nShe'd quickly get to the edge of the forest. She had flung herself from a tree and landed within the ground, skidding to a stop. Off in the distance was , a place she didn't really want to go back to, but it seemed to keep beckoning her back. She looked behind her as she waited for I'Halya.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He came stumbling out of the trees, a little winded. He looked annoyed that she had run off without him.* I: \"Damn Mistune, why are you so fast outside of fox form? Each, let's get to town.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "***\"Well, you saaaaaiiid that time was of the essence!\"** She exclaimed teasingly, this time walking beside him towards .*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He chuckled, she was right after all. He followed alongside her, his boots clanking again.* I: \"Been to Wakame before?\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*In the light of day, beneath these trees rumoured to be guarded by the people of forests, a beast walked. Or at least, that's what you'd assume at first. Indeed he looked like a monster, as his arms were as thick as logs, but his armour and intricately crafted gauntlets made a viewer bounce back into rational thought, upon realising this was merely a stupidly large man. Under such a sunlight, his skin seemed almost an orange tone, though normally dark red. And he thought to himself about how nice this nature was, which he hadn't seen before in his life.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*It had been a day since Bluebell had met and lost her first friend. A trip to Wakame had ended in her being alone again. Regardless, she was back in these woods, her most comfortable place and the closest thing to call home. Her day was spent, lounging within a tree and relaxing until the sun slowly set over the horizon. She watched it as it went down.\n\nUntil...\n\nFootsteps? Her ears perked up, her bright yellow eyes looking at the floor below. A tall Male, much different to the first one she met, walked beneath her tree. She watched as he made his way off forward, but she wouldn't let him go too far. She raised her one hand, allowing it to glow a little bit in its fiery red and orange colors. As it became bright and encased her whole body, she fell backwards, off the branch and into a pile of bushes, landing with an audible thud. As she landed, she had turned into her Lesser form. An arctic fox with her summer coat.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Just as his hand was about to scratch his head, covered by a hood and what looked to be a metallic mask, Kondor turns his head in surprise to the sudden noise behind him. What could this be, he wondered. His steps almost as loud as the sound of his knuckles cracking, he approached the bushes in which she had fell, and pushed them aside with obvious ease. Only to see... He didn't know. Never in his life had he seen such a creature. And so, he stared at it through the minuscule gaps in his mask, before crouching down and reaching his long arms out to pet it. But perhaps he should be careful not to hurt it. After all, even the people here were so fragile...*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The fox yipped happily and bounded out from the bushes, quickly running around his ankles before sitting quite smartly behind him. Her brown coat shimmered under what was left of the sunlight and her eerily supernatural eyes stared at him, in his own eyes, almost as intelligent as a Mace nor even an Elf. The tail of the fox swayed side to side, eager to be around someone new.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Intrigued, and to say the truth, thinking more like a small animal than the fox probably was, Kondor turned on his heel, facing the fox once more. Seeing such a cute looking animal, he couldn't help but smile, and thought that in a forest like this, it wouldn't matter if he took off his hood. And so he did, revealing two red horns protruding from his metallic mask, which turned out to be a full helmet. One was around 15 centimetres long, or about six inches, but the other had been shattered at half of its length. He simply squatted there, tilting his head from side to side and looking at the little thing.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The eyes of the fox darted from one horn to the other, mentally taking note of it. She wondered whatever could have happened to the horn, and whether it hurt. Regardless, the Fox's eyes then darted to his overall appearance, getting up and making one circle around him, just to see him at all different angles. Once in front of him again, she sat down and seemed to copy his head tilted, going in pretty much the same direction as his own head.\n\nShe enjoyed being in this lesser form. She can get up close and personal.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*After a long enough while of staring and admiring this new and cute creature, Kondor reached his... Enormous hand out to pet it. He only wanted to pet her head, but his hand was large enough to hold her in the shape of a ball, so he had to keep it to just two fingers. He brought his hand down and touched on her head, rubbing back and forth in a little headpat.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She happily folded her ears back and swayed her tail side to side in response to the head pats. She released a little whining noise in response as well, clearly happy with the head pat. She then retracted her head, thinking for a moment in whether the being was hungry or not. Furthermore, she looked up to the tree behind him and began to yip at it, almost as though she was bringing his attention to the spike pears that hung from the tree.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*This was probably not the best way of bringing it to his attention though, considering the fact that his brain was about as large as those very pears, but it sufficed. He turned around, and with his long arms reached up and picked one of the pears. With the sweet scent of it now entering his nose, and likely hers as well, he noted in his head that this was likely good to eat. Something for the future, in case it's needed. His palm was open, and he presented the pear to her.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*With her muzzle, she gently nudged the pear closer to him in his hand, as though offering it back to him. She then retracted her head back, her chest puffing up as though she was proud to have offered him some tasty food from this forest! That is... If he got the hint.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Rather helpfully, he did get it. With his gargantuan digits holding the fruit, he worked a bit hard to get the mouth piece of the mask off, before biting down into the fruit. As the delicious taste filled his mouth, he chuckled and smiled at the little animal, before finally speaking.*\n\"Good small thing. Very cute.\" \n*Of course, he didn't speak well, and on top of that, he didn't know what a fox was...*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The fox tilted her head to the side and... Almost smiled. In fact, she did smile, she smiled with her little sharp canines showing.\n\n**\"Yeah, I know I'm cute.\"** She spoke out loud to him, actually moving her lips and speaking.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Though a little jump was of course due, Kondor's weight dragged him back down to the ground.* \n\"Speak? Oh no, I worse at that!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The fox made a confused face, as though not expecting for him to hear her. But she was a playful trickster. She was winding him up.\n\n**\"Whey- you can hear me?\"** She asked and stood up on her four paws. **\"That's impossible... No one has heard me in all the years I've lived here. But you can? This... This only means one thing.\"***" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*And oh boy was he falling. Even though this sort of a prank should be immediately obvious to a normal person, to him, it just made his eyes light up almost like a child's.* \n\n**\"What? What you say? What it mean?\"**" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The eyes of the fox looked down for a moment then back up at him, all dramatic like.\n\n**\"It means...\"**\n\nA sudden grin formed on the Fox's face. Her form slowly begun to glow bright, the color of the glow being red and orange, much like fire. Her form shifted, becoming bigger and bigger until the glow faded. There sat what seemed to be a human, but... She was not pale. Her skin was dark, and her hair was long, silky and black. Adorned her head were a pair of fox-like ears, perked up in alert. She wore clothes-thank goodness- but lacked any shoes. Beside her right leg was a long, fluffy, brown tail with a white tip.\n\n**\"It means you found a mistune!\"** She exclaimed, followed by a giggle.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*His eyes, noticeable to be of a deep crimson tone, widen in surprise. He had absolutely no idea what that meant, but oh boy what flavour! He fumbles his way backwards, tripping on the bushes and almost falling, before looking down at the tiny woman. Once more he had returned to his previous state of tilting his head, though now his voice was clearly heard to be gasping in awe. Then, the unexpected bit. He reaches out his hand, and now pats her with the full size of it. A perfect fit.* \n\n**\"I no understand what that mean, but you still very cute. And small. Why everything small here?\"** *As he finished that sentence, he shook his head and began to ruffle her head.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Her ears splayed to the sides to allow more room for his hand. She couldn't help but giggle at her amazing prank, regardless of whether he took it as a joke. She then looked up at him.\n\n**\"A mistune! That's what I am!\"** She said to him. **\"I can turn my form into a fox, or I can look like this. Most iTunes can do it!\"** She tilted her own head to the side.\n\n**\"And you? What are you exactly? And how did your horn get broken off?\"** She gasped. **\"Did someone cut it off?\"***" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*After the explanation, it seemed like he understood a bit better. The animal was a fox, and the person is a Kitsune, because they can turn into a fox! Genius! Towards this, he laughs softly at the lady. However, the mention of his horn brought up a bit of a sensitive subject, and while he didn't stop petting her, he did slow down.* \n\n**\"That is... Touchy memory. I no like it. Please, no speak of it. Little me was angry, and others use little me. No matter now. I strong now. I forget that.\"** *The subject was less touchy and more violent. He didn't like to recall it, as after his mentor helped raise him, he realised that what had been done to him, even if it was a tribal instinct of survival of the fittest, was wrong. As such, his morals led him to hurt when he remembered the abuse he sustained at a younger age.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The trickster got the hint. Her own ears lowered a little bit as he explained, feeling somewhat sorry that she touched on it. She nodded in understanding.\n\n**\"I'm sorry for bringing it up.\"** She apologized before bringing up the next topic. **\"Why are you in the forest? Are you going somewhere? Doing something? It's getting dark quickly, do you want me to walk with you?\"***" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He shook his head, indicating it was fine. Even though the subject hurt, it wasn't too bad, and he could forgive her without any grudge.* \n\n**\"I wander. Name is Kondor. Like big bird. I travel and see world and it's beauty. Today, I find something very good. And pretty.\"**" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "***\"Condor... Like the bird. I like it!\"** She grinned and introduced herself too. **\"My name is Bluebell! Like the flower!\"**\n\nShe then tilted her head to the other side curiously.\n**\"Ooh, what did you find that was very good and pretty? Was it... Lovely food? Delicious food? Maybe a pretty flower?\"***" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Once more laughing at the tiny person's reactions, he squats down, to reach her height. Once at the same level as her, he speaks.* **\"I found a pretty flower called Bluebell. And it is small and cute, and I like to walk with people.\"**" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She was most certainly taken aback, her ears folding back as a bright pinkness came across her dark cheeks. She stared at him with her surprised gaze before giving a slight, nervous chuckle. \n\n**\"Haha, you lug!\"** She spoke nervously through her giggle, turning her head and giving a slight cough to clear her throat. She then looked back at him. **\"Thanks for that, I'm glad I could make your day somehow.\"***" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Not quite aware that what he had said had that much meaning, he nods, and places the mouth piece back over his face.* **\"It is good. Where we go now?\"** *He looks around the forest. Initially, he had planned to walk as much as he could before setting down and making a small camp.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*She giggled and followed alongside the man.\n\n**\"Soo, Kondor. Where do you come from originally?\"** She asked with a smile. **\"With someone named after the bird, surely you're from a background of people who are down to Earth, traditionally. What brought you to where you are now?\"***" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Leaving large tracks behind and moving aside shrubbery in his way, Condor looks back at her to reply.*\n\n**\"I, uhh... I from Northern Flees. Red On tribe. If no liked it there, so master take me here. He goes his own way, but I decide adventure.\"**" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Bluebell hummed in thought as she walked beside him.\n\n**\"Hm. Sounds... Familiar to a degree.\"** She shrugged a bit. **\"I came from a royal family. But I removed the title of royalty. I didn't want it to be on my head, nor did I want to remember where I came from.\"***" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "**\"Royal? Sound important! But if you forget, no use trying to remember.\"**\n\n*Condor fiddles with the blades on his arms, trying to think of something else to say.*\n\n**\"Hey, you help me learn to speak?\"**" }, { "from": "human", "value": "***\"I was pretty important! I was a princess, but damn, I prefer this comfortable life.\"**\n\nShe hopped up into a tree, to which she landed on the ground and looked at him.\n\n**\"Me? Teach you how to speak? Sure!\"** She exclaimed with her tail swaying. **\"I had the nuns teach me the right ways.\"***" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "**\"Thank you. Always annoying with people, TCH, expect me to know everything! Then they think I dumb! Well, thank you. Yes?\"** *He looks down at her, looking a bit frustrated about the experiences he's had with other people, but smiles to her for accepting.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She giggled faintly and patted his bicep.\n\n**\"That's okay, big guy! I don't mind taking you to the very basics. I'm pretty fluent in Common and Elven! But, uh, it's best to take everything bit by bit when learning common language. Do you know any other languages?\"***" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*A small drop of early morning dew would make its way off a branch, soon landing up on the mask's snout as the Elf would make his way through the forests of Ombu. It was quiet, peaceful even, as the Elf found himself letting out a quiet sigh of relieved stress that the big cities occasionally gave him. He'd avoid them more often if not for having to get his work done, but he was adaptive enough to finish his mercenary tasks without complaint. \n\nThe pig mask may have made him come off as questionably competent in his work, however, he wasn't one to be unprepared. At his waist, the sheathe of his sword could be barely seen with the cover of his red cloak occasionally blocking it from view. The other side, he kept his crossbow, this one seemingly unloaded for now without much interaction from others within these woods. However, there was no doubt he could easily load it up with whatever ammo he had at the ready. \n\nBy one side was his wolf, one with pure white fur. He looked like hardly more than a puppy now, having grown so much over the year of traveling with the Pig-masked Elf. On the Elf's other side was a horse. Strapped to the horse's side were numerous saddlebags, each carrying their own set of tools, food, and other materials. A lead sat strapped around the horse's snout while Terrel held onto the other end of it.*\"Think we'll be hitting the edge of the forest soon?\"*He'd ask the animals by anyone's assumption. His horse would let out a tired huff of air, suggestion they've been traveling out here for quite a while.*\"Alright...\"*Terrel would say finally.*\"We can probably camp out one more time if we don't find the end of it...\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The sun after some time of entering the dingy cave would finally shine on the sleeping On's face, Penetrating his eyelids and causing him to wake slowly. Sitting up on the cave floor, the bones in his arms and legs creaking and cracking from the long nights rest. With his eyes finally open a loud yawn would leave his mouth, Rubbing his eyes with his left arm as he reached down to his hip with his right to check on his weapon*\n\n*After some checks on both weapons and a small clean, The On would reach into small box and pull out a small pouch. Stashing it up under his shoulder pad before leaving for the day, Janeiro strung on his back and Katina dangling from a loose cloth sheath on his hip. He'd take a usual path around the area he called home, Subtle carvings in the tree helping him find his way around. Picking up a few sticks whilst on the way to check on some rabbit traps as a form of entertainment in the lonely On's life.*\n\n*After some time and a few traps reset and the rewards reaped, A few rabbits strung up by the feet, alive on his belt. Hearing a feint noise off in the distance, The On would assume it's another trader and head toward them with the sound of sticks and dirt crunching beneath his feet as he approached the noise, Letting out a loud audible grunt to let the assumed trader know of his approach.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel's head would turn at the sound of someone approaching, his hand instinctively reaching down to the hilt of his sword before the Oni would eventually come into view. An Oni? It was rare that the Elf ever saw them, especially out in the middle of Ombu. His hand would come to rest on the hilt of his weapon, making it come off as less likely to be drawn while still having it in reach of him.\n\nHis wolf would turn towards the Oni, fur spiking up defensively as he stared up at him in uncertainty of what business he had here. The Elf, taking notice of this, would decide to relax his demeanor a bit to calm his wolf.*\"Not everyday, you see an Oni in the middle of Ombu.\"*The Elf would point out. From approach alone, the Elf would assume he wasn't much of a talker.\n\nHe'd eye the man, taking notice of the sticks and half dead rabbits. Maybe he was a hunter of sorts, something Terrel couldn't relate much to outside of any Mercenary jobs that may require it of him.*\"What brings you all the way out here?\"*He'd ask more casually. Last time he had seen an Oni was far out in the deserts. It had been a while since then and still he found seeing them pretty uncommon.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The On, Spotting the person finally would watch them curiously as he stepped closer, Not looking like the usual traders he had come across in the past- and with a face shrouded by shade from the trees would grunt again, Responding to the strange man before him with a deep and gravelly voice.* \"Trade.\" *Is all that would leave the On's lips* \n\n*The On would reach up to his shoulder and take out the pouch, Continuing to approach the Elf whilst struggling to sort through the pouch-which the opening of was clearly too small for the large On's hands. Finally, He'd stop a few meters away from the Elf and Wolf, Face no longer covered by the shade, His scruffy chin and lightly scarred face now visible. The On would pull a whetstone out of the pouch which had clearly seen use but was overall well-kept* \n\n*He'd simply stand before them, Holding the whetstone out with both his shaky hands as the rabbits would kick around, Dangling and hitting each-other and causing his gear to wobble along with them, The Janeiro and Katina making a faint ting- as the metal studs connected with the exposed blade.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Man of a thousand words aren't you...\"*He'd say in a neutral tone, looking at the Oni as he came more into view. From the sound of his voice, it definitely seemed like he didn't speak often. Whether that was because of little interaction out here or simple choice, the Elf couldn't tell really. Mentioning the word trade, Terrel was at first unsure of what exactly he planned on trading with what he could see currently.\n\nHe'd watch the Oni go through the extra effort of trying to open and scrounge through a pouch way too small for him. His wolf would slowly back away from him as he stooped down, keeping closer to Terrel's horse as he'd watch him from a distance while Terrel waited for him to take out whatever object he was trying to get. With the Whetstone shakily being held out, the Elf would almost think of it as a joking offer.*\n\n\"You want to trade... A rock...?\"*He'd question at first before thinking back to the books he had been given earlier about sharpening his tools. Terrel supposed it looked similar to the one that he could have used to keep his sword intact, according to the book anyways, but of course all trading was two ways and the Elf had no clue what the Oni was hoping to get for the stone.\n\nTerrel eventually found himself distracted, looking down at the rabbits swinging and kicking one another. So they weren't dead after all it seemed. Part of the Elf felt like he was making it harder for himself in carrying the struggling rabbits about that was causing enough of a ruckus alone, but who was he to judge the Oni's methods? Not like there was much else out here to do.*\"What do you want for it?\"*He'd eventually ask, deciding to humor the Oni for a bit. He mostly just assumed the man was going to ask for gold of sorts, something that felt like it would be a waste, but he supposed he'd have to go buy one eventually once he strayed further from town.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The On, Looking at the creatures accompanying the Elf would continue to hold out the whetstone. The original snarky comment not having impact on him as he wasn't accustomed to the elves of speaking. He'd let out a soft grunt again, Pointing at the canine as the whetstone shifted to one single hand.*\n\n\"That. Eat?\" *The On would seemingly question, then shifting his hand to one of the rabbits, Hoisting it up slightly higher by the string before letting it go again, It's bouncing slightly before kicking around a little. A little unsure with how the wolf was acting, Having only had to compete against them for food.* \n\n\"Gore. Needs blade.\" *He'd let out with pauses between, Seemingly thinking about each word before saying it.* \"Small. Sharp. Cut up . Scrape with.\" *It was abundantly clear, He wasn't fluent with his words, Taking a little longer to get them out. Looking back up at the elf, Eyes filled with a mixture of curiosity and uncertainty as to if he had got his request out properly.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*It took a moment before some realization would finally cross him that the Oni didn't really understand him. He wondered if the man was fluent in Silnarian, seeing as it was the one most looked towards with the language barriers. Of course the man could have just been living out in the woods this whole time without much idea of the other languages, so he wasn't completely sure. His gaze would pass over to his wolf at the question of eating.*\"If you mean he does eat then yes.\"*Terrel would say before lowering his hand down towards the wolf before picking him up and holding him in his arms. Maybe the Elf would have to use simpler words, though thinking of it, the idea sounded ridiculous to him.*\"Wolf.\"*He'd say pointing to Floof.*\"Wolf eats. Wolf is friend.\"\n\n*The Elf found it hard to speak this way with a straight face, but it wasn't like he was really fluent in the Oni's language. It seemed like he needed to blade. Soon describing it, which after the description, Terrel figured he meant something smaller. Maybe not for fighting but instead a tool of sorts. He'd walk over to one of his horse's saddlebags, reaching into it to pull out a small knife that he usually used when cutting a variety of vegetables before turning around to face the Oni once more.*\"Knife?\"*He'd question as if trying to confirm it was what the Oni wanted or more so if the Oni was sure that this was what he was asking for.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The On would lower his head at the sight of the knife, Raising his head as he smiled slightly at the elf.* \"Yes. Small blade knife.\" *The On would let out with a little more ease and less of a pause, Having not only heard it but said a few of the words earlier.* \n\n*The On would step closer, The size of him growing a little more apparent as he was almost a foot taller than the elf and somewhat draw his blade out of the poorly constructed sheath, Using it to cut one of the rabbits ropes off his belt, and holding it out to him along with the whetstone in the same hand.* \"Fast. Gift for. Wolf and... Talking Gore.\"\n\n*The On would stand before the Elf and Wolf, Everything in his possession in clear disarray, His armor chipped and weathered and clothing tattered. It was only whilst his hand was held out that it became easy to see the color difference in his hands, A darker red. Almost black and stained with something.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel found himself having to lift up his gaze as the Oni came closer, coming to notice the difference in heights as he was finally in full view of him.*\"Rock for knife?\"*He'd ask the Oni, holding the knife out with the blade pointed towards the Oni. He wasn't sure if this was the trade he was asking for, but he seemed to have gotten the knife part right at least.\n\nBeing offered the squirming rabbit, the Elf would give a slow shake of his head as he'd take it in hand. He was never interested in meat, but he supposed Floof could have a nice treat.*\"Thank... You...\"*He'd say slowly, not really enthusiastic of the gift, but taking it nonetheless. The wolf's tail would wag excitedly at the sight of the rabbit and soon enough, the Elf would place his wolf down, giving him the rabbit only for the wolf to shake the animal to and fro, not hesitating in ending the small creature in his haste to eat it.\n\nWhile Floof was busying himself with the rabbit, Terrel would find himself looking the Oni over, noticing the tattered clothing and chipped armor, the red stain on his hands which could have been assumed to be blood by the Elf's standards with all the fighting he's done personally.*\"Goro. Fight?\"*He'd ask simply, curious enough to wonder if that was simply from hunting or attacking other people he's come across. The Elf at least hoped Goro was the name with how often he said it in possible reference to himself.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The On would watch the wolf as it seemed to enjoy the gift, Bringing a slight smile to his face as he'd take the knife by pinching the blade and flicking it toward himself, Then taking it by the handle and sliding the blade up and between a gap in the panel of his shoulder pad. It's staying there pretty well.*\n\n\"Gore. Fight a long time.\" *He'd say as the smile faded from his face, Turning his gaze to the elf. His train of thought seemingly catching up as time passed, Waking up a little more. He'd reach up and rub his eye a little.* \"Gore lived in island. Gore fought lots. Got away.\" *The On would say, His face seemingly full of regret as he then rubbed his hands together, A little uneasy with his past. Not having come to terms with what he went through quite yet* \n\n\"Thank you. Knife.\" *The On would add on, His expression still a little grim, but trying not stay on the topic of where he came from.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*With him taking the knife, Terrel figured he was planning on using the stone to sharpen it for whatever it was he planned on using it for. A rabbit for a knife it seemed. Not the best trade in his eyes, but he supposed he didn't have to pay for Floof's next meal with him already enjoying it. \n\nThe Elf would listen to the Oni speaking about fighting a lot in the past before escaping some island. Whatever had happened there, it seemed to cause him to be distracted for a bit before refocusing on their conversation. Maybe something brutal happening in his past.*\"What Goro do now?\"*He'd decide to ask instead. Maybe he could get an answer of what the random trader was doing out in the middle of Ombu.*\n\n\"You're welcome.\"*He'd say simply in response, not really used to being thanked much for things since he had begun traveling. At least not for the stuff that seemed worth being grateful about in comparison to the jobs he found himself having to do. A knife seemed so simple when thinking back to it.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The On would take a moment to think, Making minor adjustments to the armor on his wrists as his eyes wandered back to the wolf, Still curious of the creature.* \"Gore. Here now. Island bad.\" *He'd respond, His voice growing quieter with each word spoken.*\n\n*The On would look around the surrounding area and then back at the elf, A little lost on what to do. None of the traders had really queried him like this, but he'd try and respond as best he could. His focus would shift from the Elf cloak and gear to the covering before bring his hand to his own face and waving it around slowly yet curiously.*\n\n\"Face. Injured\" *He'd seemingly question, Not quite accustomed to the wearing of masks. None bearing resemblances to beasts anyway.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel didn't know what more he should have expected than that response. Of course he was here now and the island was 'bad'. He probably just didn't want to talk about it. Whatever happened there clearly scarred him in some way.\n\nHis gaze would shift back to the Oni as he started to look around before coming to study him. Being asked something about his face being injured, at least, that's what he thinks he was referring to, but he wasn't sure why. He'd run a gloved finger along the end of his mask, tracing at it just before he'd eventually realized he was questioning the point of the mask instead.*\n\n\"Face fine.\"*He'd respond.*\"Face simply pig now.\"*It wasn't too hard to explain the mask's purpose as over the years it began to lose its reason for him wearing it. Maybe there were simply times he forgot it was there or times where he just didn't see reason of taking it off. Nevertheless he wore it anyways.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Slowly, The On would nod his head in response, Still a little curious but taking it as an acceptable response. His gaze would shift from the elf to the wolf again, Smiling softly before recalling to the Elf's words from the start of the conversation.* \"What. Brings you here?\" *He'd struggle to get out. His face one of slight confusion, Believing he understood the question he himself asked.* \n\n*He'd slightly grit his teeth, Growing a little impatient with his own pace of conversation, having not had the opportunity to talk with anyone for a while. He saw it as something that would benefit him in the long run.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*A full sentence it finally seemed, something Terrel could more easily work with. Why was he here? Of course he could simply say he was venturing, though it would be a lie to call it aimless wandering, so he decided to give his original reasoning for traveling about.*\n\n\"Keeping on the move...\"*He'd begin before considering dialing it back a bit to a few simple words as a way of making sure of getting his point across.*\"Avoiding potentially vengeful Elves.\"*He'd finish. Hopefully that was enough to understand. The Elf was simply planning on taking a route through the forests in order to find the nearest Capitol. Anything was better than Silnaria for now.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The On, Hearing the Elf cut himself back would feel that he was in a similar situation and invite him.* \"Gore lives here. Come?\" *The On would hope his point was given across as he pointed back the way he came, Over his shoulder and behind him, His face welcoming the Elf to come with him, Bearing his teeth with a smile.* \"Big. Open rock\" *He'd add on, with a sharp inhale* \"Avoid them too.\" *His words finally coming along a little more concise the more he heard and spoke.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel took a moment to think about whether or not following a random Oni he found in woods was the best idea. Then again, couldn't be much worse than fighting a hoard of magic users. Besides, he could probably take a short break from traveling for the time being. With a light nod he would say:*\"Sure, pig come with.\"*Terrel would grab the horse's lead, tugging him forward slightly in extra gesture that he was planning on following with Floof eventually lifting his snout up from the torn remains of the rabbit. The Oni was avoiding the elves as well? It was pretty ironic to think of, but then again elves didn't have the best reputation when it came to being on good terms with people. Terrel would know. After all he was one. *" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Turning the On would begin walking back, Looking at the trees closely for the markings made prior, Pieces of missing bark and scratches would lead them back, The quiet forest broken by the crunching of loose dirt and twigs underneath their feet.* \"Gore.\" *He'd speak up slightly before taking a moment to think, as they walked, Still looking around for the markings to follow, The direction changing a few times as they traveled back whilst also picking up a few twigs and branches along the way.* \"Gore made to fight on island. Many gone because Gore.\" \n\n*He'd finish off his sentence, His voice sincere and somewhat full of regret despite the deep and gravelly tone. The walking would help him think more and get more words out.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel turned his head at the entrance of the naga, a single eyebrow raising. He watched her cross her way over to the bar, wounds earlier endured partially hidden under the patchwork done. Anyone could assume her being in a fight recently, though who doesn't get themselves into one at some point? He let out a snort of air, the aura coming off of her reminding him of a particular Silnari he once met at a tavern in Salvainia. She wasn't the biggest conversationalist and from what Terrel was picking up, he doubted this one would be either. Funny how most seemed to be upset about something, though without much else going on here, there was hardly anything better to do.*\n\n\"Well don't you know how to make an entrance?\"*He jested towards her, moving his arm to rest over the head of his seat. The man himself didn't look so worse for wear, though even in a relaxed state he seemed battle ready. Armor could be seen through the covering of his red cloak while along his back sat the sheathe of his Greatsword. It was a rather odd appearance, especially when paired with his brightly colored pink hair and the mask of a hog to accommodate it across his face, though Terrel didn't seem particularly phased by it as he regarded her.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Astarte seemed to respond to the comment with a brief glare, chugging down the new mug of beer she was given as the man spoke. \"Ambushed, from both sides. Barely made it out alive.\" She said after placing the mug down with a thud, her angry yet exhausted gaze turning to the man next to her as she responded to the question. \"Anyone would be mad if that happened. We lost two and had to retreat, only got paid a third of what was promised because of that, that greedy liaison didn't even get enough info to predict this.\" She said with anger as she gripped her mug more tightly. Really she was just venting.\n\nUpon closer inspection most of her wounds seemed to be to the abdomen area, luckily covered by her thick leather brigantine. Part of the Orichalum was exposed from the hits which suggested quite the engagement, the head of her halberd was stained with blood as well. In spite of that it seemed she did not care about the wounds that much, probably seeing them as an inconvenience rather than a reminder to be careful. \"What does it matter to you, came to make fun of me or something?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"It matters little.\"*He said in response.*\"But I can still make fun of you for it if that's what you were hoping out of me.\"*Terrel suppressed a chuckle, getting up from his seat to close the gap of the room between them. His long, pink hair bounced across his shoulders, cloak barely brushing against the ground. It seemed he was telling the truth about caring little about whatever she was going through, finding an empty seat nearby and facing her fully in his own invitation to where she was.*\"But it is awfully entertain when you end up letting the whole world know that something's up.\"*He said. While coming over here could have made him seem a bit invasive of space, it allowed him a better look of the Naga in knowing of what he was dealing with here.*\n\n\"Name's Terrel.\"*He said in a casual tone, resting his arm on the bar top while he made himself more comfortable.*\"Which I'm sure you won't care enough to remember, so I'll save you your own introduction if you're in too bad of a mood to give it. Rough day I'm sure, seems like the typical life of a Sellsword to me, though I'm guessing you're here to drink away this whole memory, hm?\"*He pressed. His words came from mouth with ease, filling in the empty space from lack of conversation. Terrel didn't doubt her most likely being annoyed at his presence. Many would in this state, but it didn't stop him from asking nonetheless.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Astarte let out a small huff as she turned her attention towards her own mug. Her long hair was a nice chestnut color with gray eyes and pale skin, some scales adorned the outer part of her cheeks, subtle yet a clear indicator of her race if one was not yet convinced by her snake-like irises and the other scales that completely covered her feet like natural shoes. The pattern of the scales consisted of a deep crimson color with a few large black amorphous rings tiled vertically, it also made a small rainbow when light hit it at an angle as they were iridescent.\n\n\"Astarte.\" She replied to the man, offering her first name as she continued to stare forwards and sipped way at her beverage. \"Not really planning on forgetting this whole ordeal, that just doesn't work on me. It's just cheaper to pay for booze than painkillers.\" Her tone was rather calm in spite of her injuries, if not annoyed at being reminded of her failures. \"Better a mercenary than homeless though.\" Astarte shrugged, the risk did yield her a lot of rewards so far. \"What's your reason for being here?\" She then finished, turning her gaze to Terrell without moving her head, awaiting his answer." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*It is here were our story begins in the land of Tadon-Barana were we see a 21 year old boy working on horseshoes for the family business in town. This boy we are looking at is named Hanz Humphrey, and he has a wild story ahead of him. Hanz is a normal boy who works for his father in the smith works as family business. But Hanz wants more to his life though by swinging swords or shooting bows or using magic. But for this part of the chapter we just see a normal blacksmith boy.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The Kingdom of Taxon-Barana was in turmoil. Yet another succession conflict has broken out, and the kingdom fell into one of its periodic civil war. Heinz's village were spared the ravage of war, until now...*\n\n*Far away on the horizon, a few pillars of smoke rose into the air. It was in the direction of a village three miles east from here, where Heinz and his father might've bought their iron from. Raids were not uncommon, and village were known to light beacons to warn others ahead.\n\nBut something looked different this time. There were multiple pillars - and there was only beacon fire per village...*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Hanz and his father would see the the smoke in the distance wondering what on earth was going on out there.*\n\n*Hanz: \"Father, do you see that?\"*\n\n*Hanz's father: \"What you saying bo-\n... Hanz, get in the house and gather our belongings.\"*\n\n*Hanz: \"Father what is it ev-\"*\n\n*Hanz's father: \"GO BOY!\"*\n\n*As Hanz goes to gather his stuff he looks out the window and see's a rain of many fire arrows.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*As Heinz gathered the belongings, he could see well armored horsemen charging into the village. The village's gate were broken after a minute, and the armed men flooded in, while villagers scattered and fled in all directions.\n\nHeinz could flee out of the house and see what is going on.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Hanz: \"Dear lord there must be more than a thousand raiders here! But wait a second...\"\n\n*Hanz now realized that these raiders weren't from Tadon. The foreign enemy's had bandit heads on the top of their pikes with their coat of arms below it with an X on it to possibly show a sign of being unstoppable. \nHanz saw people having their heads slacked off. Many of the soldiers of Tadon were no match for the enemy soldiers strength and soon there was no one left to defend the towns people.*\n\n*Hanz then looked to his right just in time to see his father chopped right in half from the waste by an axe like butter with instant death. Hanz just stood there like time itself had stopped.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*In front of Heinz, a group of soldier - recently released from garrison duty, were fighting off the raiders, forming an improvised shield wall, so the rest of the villagers could escape. One after another arrow dropped into them, and it seemed like their shield would crack at any moment. One of them saw Heinz standing there, dazed, and waved at him to get away, pointing at the rear exit of the fortified village.\n\nAs the world seemingly froze, the soldier fell one by one, and a horseman charged at the soldier, swinging his mace at one of the soldier's head, knocking him down. He turned toward Heinz, swinging it at his head too. The mace connected, knocking Heinz out. Yet, luckily enough for him, his skull was tough, and the hit wasn't square on, saving him from debilitating brain trauma...*\n\n*Hours later, Heinz would awake. In front of him were the corpses of the soldiers, now stripped bare and clean of their equipments. The stench of corpses filled the air, but none of them has begun to rot, thanks to the hot, dry climate of the surrounding. Heinz was surrounded by burning and burnt out building, with the disemboweled corpse of his father next to him.\n\nThe raiders are long gone...\n\nPerhaps he should look around the village for something useful. Five miles west were a fortified castle on top of a plateau, where the local lord resided. Surely he could fine refuge there?*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Hanz would begin to sulk for a straight 30 minutes until he recovered*\n\n\"I can't sulk for the rest of my life here... I'll have to find many more valuables as I can. I still have my money at least but I'll have to find some food or something and then head to Grundwald castle at the plateau.\"\n\n*Hanz would be able to find 5 apples and eat 3 and save the other to. A axe just in case he needs to fight back, and he found his horse so he'll be able to get to Grundwald faster.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The ride was thankfully, quite short. After an hour, he arrived at the castle, without running into any of the raider that attacked his home village. The castle was well-placed on top of the plateau, with only one way up. In front of it he could see what seems to be a skirmish zone, with hundreds of arrows scattered, all of them shot from the direction of the castle. Several dried blood stains were on the ground.\n\nSomeone left an arming sword - without its sheath, on the ground during the chaos. And it seems there was a perfectly serviceable kite shield left here, except for the three arrows stuck out of its front.\n\nThe castle is now some six hundred feet away. Someone on top of it is yelling at him.*\n\n\"IS THAT HAND!? GET OVER HERE!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Hanz would come galloping in on his horse.*\n\n*\"Help! My village has been attacked and I need to get the heck in there before they try an kill me again!.\"*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"The gate is open! Common in!\" *The soldier yelled.*\n\n\"They just came over here and tried fighting us!\" *Indeed, the gate to the castle were open - but half open, ready to be lowered at any moment. Heinz should probably consider picking up the equipments left on the flew.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Hanz would look to see equipment on the ground it was a Sabre from the foreign invaders. Though it was a bit new looking to hans for he's never seen a sword like this. He would also pick up the shield just in case.*\n\n*Hans would then faint after feeling the pain from the blunt he had on his head.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"What?\" *The soldier murmured to himself. He scrambled downstairs, taking one of the horse and riding out to Heinz. He quickly placed him on top of his horse, and strapped the equipment to him, except for the scimitar. Then he slowly led himself and the horse back up to the castle.\n\nOnce securely inside, the gate would be closed, and Heinz brought over to the barrack for recuperation. Luckily for him, a mage was present, and sat down next to him, casting the spell healing touch to heal him...\n\nThere was a mug of water next to him, and some bread on a tray. The mage sat on the chair next to him-An old-looking male fire Macon, with visible white hair.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Hanz would begin to wake up.*\n\n*\"Were am I?*\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You're in Grunewald castle. You fainted outside. Are you fine? You must be one of the villager from the village, right?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Aye I was a smith in the vill with my father David Humphrey until we saw these strange and unknown raiders attack us. I've never seen these types of raiders before in my life and they killed all the known raider clans in the nation. It was unbelievable. And they spoke a different language as well so I definitely know they aren't from here.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You sure about the part? They must be foreign invaders, taking advantage of the chaos in this land to pillage... Still.\" *He sighed, *\"With the country at war, there's not much we can do about them. What do you plan to do, Heinz?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I wished to burry my father but he's nothing but ash in the ruins of the town. My goal is to fight these bastardized invaders in any way I can. But I don't know how to hand a weapon.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "’M'lord need men to fight in his war, you could enlist. We could also use a good smith - You know how to forge a sword? Arrow? Repair them?\" *The mage asked.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*\"I only forged tools and horseshoes, but no weapons.\"*\n\n*\"Maybe we could get started right away.\"*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Come here. I'll bring you to a man you'd like to meet.\" *The mage stood up, helping him up with his hand. He led Heinz over to the castle smithy, where a blacksmith is working on a sword blank.*\n\n\"I've brought you a new apprentice!\" \n\n*The blacksmith turned to the newcomer. Perhaps Heinz will know him and his name.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"FREDERICK GROSHEN IS THAT YOU?\"\n\n*Hanz would say with a great happy voice.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Heinz! I thought you were dead! The whole village was torched. You lived! Ah! I would hug you right now, but I have a sword here to finish...\" *He hammered the sword into shape, and then quenched it in water. After a minute, he set the half complete sword aside, running over to hug him tightly, with the strength of a blacksmith.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"That is one fine cutlass you made there Fred, I also see a nice spear there as well.\"\n\n\"I didn't know you could craft such beautiful weaponry.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Indeed, they were ordered by the lord. The best steel in Taxon-Barana. Johnson here wants you to be my apprentice. I'm willing to take you on and teach you the art of forging such beautiful swords. What say you, Heinz?\" *Frederick was eager to skip over the tragedy earlier today.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*\"Sounds fine by me but I was wondering if you could teach me how to use one of these weapons?*\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"A spear is easy to use, but I am a blacksmith by trade. Captain Sigurd will drill you - after all, you are now under Lord Grunewald's care. He will teach you to use a spear and sword and shield. He will be back in an hour from a scouting trip.\" \n\n*In the meantime, perhaps Heinz could help himself to the food.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "***-Inichi has arrived there with Alexi, probably being very far away, couple hours of walk as wood-elves-forest was not a close place to Salvain, she was glad that it was a safe place, letting away of Alexi's hand, she has decided to put the blanket she had on the ground to make a place for Alexi to sit down, while she decided that she would've tried to get something to eat for him, if he didnt eat anythig, Being worried for Alexi she kept watching him, waiting for any reaction of his, thinking of anything to do herself to help out onto his wound, she had no bandages with her-**\nUh... Oh.. What... What do I do about your leg.. I.. Uh.. Don't know.. I.. Can... Use my healing touch.. It should help out.. O... Kay?.." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"It's not my leg that's wounded, there is just a small wound above the left side of my hip. Also don't worry about healing it, I already bandaged it\"\n*Alex took a seat on the blanket and slid off his pack, the thing that held almost all of his supplies. He had enough food to last the both of them a little while... Though it wouldn't be to tasteful seeing as the food was preserved in salt. That mattered not now though, he needed to rest and that's what he planned on doing after their decent trek to where they are now. He did have one thing to ask of Inch, and that was for her to take a few breaths and calm down a little bit*\n\"Also please conserve your MANA, and please don't worry about me too much, I'll be okay, and I can promise you that\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "***-Inichi has thought that Alexi wasn't really healthy, making her want to help Alexi out in that situation, tough hearing out Alexi, she decided to not do so, believing him, she sat down on the ground thinking what she should do.. She was not really understanding why Kibaru would've attacked Alexi, tough she did loose her trust into him, looking around, she notices that she was not in such place before as trees seemed different, due that she knew Alexi is a cartograph, she decided to ask him-**\nAlexi.. Where are we..?" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*That question was the same that Alex had been internally asking himself, he hadn't been to a region like this before if he was to be honest, so this was all new to him. He wasn't worried though as he was quite used to getting lost, it was his job in a way, finding out his way to civilization was what helped him make maps quite a bit easier in his opinion. He knew that this wouldn't soothe Inch's nerves though so he had to be a bit careful with his answer, especially when he didn't want her to worry too much*\n\"Hmm... I can't say that I am too sure, this region is a bit foreign to me... That isn't a worry though, we'll find our way to an inn soon\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "***-Inichi has been worried, which suprised Inichi, that Alexi did not know anything about this region aswell, tough she knew his skills as a cartographer, beliveing that Inichi and him could have been in a good place, where it would be safe, Afterall Alexi was not a stupid person, and he was very collected, unlike her as she was getting frustrated easily due to her being usually a scared person, due to that, she decided to think a little, as she did not know what to do due to them not knowing where are they, tough trying to think of anything.-**\nOh.. Uh.. If you want we can hunt for something.. Or fight any places that could help you figure out where we are.." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"We can worry about those things a bit later from now, I have enough supplies to last us a good two days or so.\" \n*Alex really thought that it was best that they rest and collect themselves, it wasn't best if they tried to find their way back all panicky and such... That could get them even more lost. With this being his mindset, Alex wanted Inch to at least try and calm down a little as being frantic wasn't the best way to figure out where they were... He had learned that lesson a bit too well in the past. As to how he was going to calm Inch... He didn't know how he was going to do so, he basically had to wing this all*\n\"How about we focus on what we need at this very moment. With that being said, do you need anything?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "***-Inichi would've been siting still, as she was thinking.. She heard Alexi, noticing him not showing any signs of pain, at least for now, she thought about what would they do now, as the situation was not bad, tough they needed to probably find something to eat, she didnt need much at the current moment, turning to Alexi she would speak up, wanting to give him the right answer Inichi thought will be, she has scratched her arm-**\nI'm alright.. But do you need anything?" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm a little hungry, but I can solve that easily\" \n*To solve his hunger, Alex grabbed and reached into his bag, rooting around for a small pouch of salted meat that he had. He eventually found the pouch and pulled it out of his bag, pulling it open soon after to eat a bit of its contents. He knew that he would need some water after eating the food, but he had a canteen filled up enough to solve that problem for a little* \n\"If you need anything though, just say so\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "***-Inichi was not hungry, most likely she was unsure what to do, tough after hearing out Alexi, asking her if she needed anything she nodded no, standing up, looking around, as then simply sitting down once again, Inichi tried looking around in case she knew any places around, tough all she saw is more trees in distance, Unknown about anything about this forest she decided that it's for the best to wait for Alexi to figure out anything, glancing at him she spoke up-**\nAlexi, could you figure out where are we soon..?" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'll try to... I have very little to go off of here\"\n*Alex knew full well that the best way for them to find out where they were was to get up and walk to try and find a town or village of sorts. Other than that, Alex couldn't just read the trees to figure out where in the world he was... He made maps so others won't get lost, to make those maps he had to go to places that even he didn't know. Now, finding civilization could take hours to even days depending on where they were, either didn't matter to Alex though as he had done this sort of thing many times in the past before*\n\"Our first step should be to try and find some sort of path or road, those usually lead to towns and villages.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "***-Inichi has stood up once again after sitting down, due to listening to Alexi, waiting for him to get up, as then she would try to go on and find a road, they have been only inside the forest the whole time now, at least safe, she thought about going further, most likely to find a village she thought, as if she found a village, Inichi would not be capable of going into it as she would be unsure if it was safe, even so, she trusted that Alexi will know what to do-**\nOkay Alexi.. Uh, let's go.. I'll be going this way, catch up when you're ready..\n**-after that, Inichi started to walking towards the further lands of said forest, in hope to find any roads or paths, or a village.-**" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Seeing as Inch was ready to just get going, Alex had to quickly collect and pack everything into his bag before he lost sight of the girl... He'd rather they not get separated within the forest as that could mean pretty bad consequences for either of them. When he did have everything collected, Alex quickly caught up with Inch and walked with her in the direction she chose to go. He also kept his eyes open for any signs of a road and his ears open for any strange sounds near them, he'd rather not allow a wild animal sneak up on them* \n\"Well aren't you one to just get up and roll\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "***-Inichi has continued walking slower, to not be too quick and to let Alexi catch up, she kept up the same speed as Alexi, after Alexi has caught up, Inichi was rather calm at the moment as nothing much was happening, She was keeping to go into single direction, not to get off track she wanted to go, watching the forest, she noticed a path at last, calling Alexi to see, she pointed in front of them-**\nLook, Alexi, a path.. Should we go by the path, we might find something." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yeah lets follow it and see where it goes\"\n*Alex had no problem with seeing how far this path stretched because at least it would lead them somewhere, and somewhere was definitely better than nowhere in his eyes. He did have to wonder what was at the end of the path, maybe it was a village, or maybe it was a full on city, Alex just didn't know and that was what excited him. He had to be sure not to get to excited as he didn't want to do anything that would make his wound worse than it already was, this left him at a walking pace speed most of the time now.*\n\"I do hope it's a town of sorts though\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "***-Upon continued path, Inichi and Alexi have encountered the end of it, which was still inside of the forest, tough, there were some houses, seemingly it was a village inside of the forest, also the trees were bigger, with houses on the trees also, Upon the gaze of that Inichi backed up, as she was not sure what would happen if they met Macens, Looking at Alexi, she waited for any comment of his-**" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well it looks like we found some sort of settlement, it doesn't look Macon though...\"\n*Alex was oddly fascinated by the odd village that they had stumbled upon, he knew it wasn't Macon due to the houses in the trees... That was obvious. What kind of people lived in this village was still unknown to him though so he really wanted to ask around, so as curiosity got the best of him he started walking towards the settlement as he looked for someone that may have relevant information on where they were*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Uh..? O.. Uh.. Right, I'm comming..\n***-Inichi didnt expect Alexi to go into the village so casually, even if she was unsure about it, Alexi walked in without any casualties, she has decided to follow him, with a quick step, she caught up to him as she spoke to him, slightly raising her voice so Alexi knew she was comming after him, quickly noticing some people around, Inichi wasn't sure what to do, tough they did not look like Macens.-**" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Alex was happy to hear Inch following after him, but he also needed to figure out where they were. What he knew so far was in a forest village with large tree houses made of the same wood as the trees... He had heard of a place like this before, but he had doubted its existence so long ago, but he was sure of what this place is and that gave him a very general idea on where they were. From his knowledge, elves lived in this area which was evident by the building style, with this knowledge he could presume the fact that they are not in Albania anymore but instead near Solaria. He hadn't ever been here before, nor had he any maps of the place, but he had seen the region on a few world maps at taverns he had distend before. All in all, Alex was quite happy about figuring this out*\n\"I... Think I have a rough idea on where we are\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "***-As they continued walking, Inichi has been trying to figure out where they were also, tough she had no idea, nothing in mind, most likely she was unaware of the surroundings and the overall place withn the forest and the village, unexpected, she has heard Alexi speak, as if Alexi knew the place? Or at least had any idea of it? Very suprised, she turned to alex, immediatly speaking out as she had no idea about any Silnaria around, asking him, she spoke up with a rather suprised, tough as always quiet voice-**\nYou have an idea? Tell me, Alexi, where are we then?" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*The Elf would follow after him, his horse being tugged along while the Wolf pup would walk at his heels. With each time they'd turn, Terrel would try to make note of it in the event of him having to make his way back to the main path. Occasionally he'd notice one of the chipped trees, seeing them pop up more and more as he continued to lead him to his camp. Only when the Oni began speaking again, would Terrel eventually turn his head to look towards him. He'd listen to him speak about experience on the island, being told he had to fight there. Maybe Terrel could put together quite literal pieces of the story. He mentioned hiding away from Elves earlier or something of the sort. Perhaps he could figure out their business in it.*\"Who made Goro fight...?\"*He'd begin slowly, knowing full well it was probably a sensitive topic for the Oni.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The On would continue walking and following the marked path. Taking another moment to think after the Elf questioned him* \"Many.\" *He'd struggle with his words but recall some from his past.* \"Tu. Per?\" *He'd add on, As the two walked the trees would grow more and more spread out than the dense forest they were in prior.*\"That. Gore heard on island\" *He'd say as the ground became more uneven as they reached the base of the mountain he called home.* \n\n*The On would begin crossing a small open field, A large cave opening up ahead. As they grew closer, More signs of life would begin to pop up- small half destroyed crates, a sleeping mat and even a few branches propped up near the entrance*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*TuPer. Well that didn't seem to narrow it down any. He wasn't even sure if that was specifically a name or a group of people. If it was just going based on what he heard however, that word could have applied for many things.*\"Why... They want Goro to fight?\"*He'd decide to ask instead. Hopefully those would give better detail. Terrel looked around the forest as they came closer and closer to the 'big rock' Goro had mentioned before. It seemed that it was cave he meant which Terrel could only consider was close enough to what he said. He'd take notice of the different crates and other objects that would suggest someone staying out here. He supposed the Oni wanted to isolate a bit after what happened, but surely it would get boring after a while. Maybe he could ask what he's planning to do out here. Simply trading with whoever came by and surviving out in the forest? Surely there's more to do than that.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The On, reaching the cave would take the pouch out from his shoulder pad and toss it into one of the boxes near the mat and the remaining rabbits and sticks into another box a little further back, Taking a seat just in front of the caves entrance, The inside not completely dark but a few spots further back dripping with what could only be assumed water.* \"Money. They all watch\" *He'd say with a sigh, Looking up at the elf.*\n\n\"Gore. Stayed inside small ship. Daytime.\" *He'd say reluctantly, His face showing that he was really trying to think of what to say next.* \"Would fight when dark. Otherwise, hurt.\" *As he finished his sentence, He'd reach up with his right hand and slap it down onto his left shoulders tattoos.* \"They did this to Gore.\" *He'd say while rubbing it lightly.* \"They kept Gore for. Long time. Wanted to keep longer.\" *As he sat there, He'd watch the elf and his animal companions.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would walk up to the cave entrance, watching Goro reach inside for something before taking a seat just at the entry way. Deciding to follow suit, Terrel would find a place to sit down at near the base of the cave, giving space to the Oni while still allowing the Elf to face him. His horse would wander a bit, finding a small patch of grass to graze at while his wolf would slowly walk over to him and rest his head on his lap in seeing them not going anywhere.\n\nTerrel would listen to him explain why they had him fight, drawing down to the conclusion that he was a pit fighter of sorts, having to fight for either entertainment or maybe assassination of others in a way. Whatever it was, he didn't seem to like it and going against what they said only seemed to injure him in the process. The Elf's gaze would travel over to the tattoos, hearing him struggle a bit to get the last part of info out properly. Giving a brief shake of his head, he'd decide to ask:*\"Why make Goro fight?\"*The Elf would decide to speak slower so as not to have so many pauses between his words.*\"How Goro get caught up in fighting?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*His face a little expressionless, He'd lean his head back against the rock. His hand still rubbing over his inked skin.* \"Grew up Tu'Serkan. Island.\" *He'd say with a slight pause, Glancing over at the elf, believing that's the word he was stuck on earlier.* \"Gore taught by man. Unlike Gore red. Similar to pig. Trader. Bad trader.\" *He'd then lean forward and lift his Janeiro off his back, Sitting it on his lap as he inspected it- Parts of it splintering from use, A few metal studs missing and an obvious red tint on both the wood and metal toward the tip.*\n\n\"Gore had enough. Lost track 10 years.\" *He'd say with a soft grunt.* \"Gore took people boat by force and left.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Tu'perkan Island. So that's what it was called. He'd listen to him comment about meeting some trader, most likely elven by the description of him somehow having to do with him ending up in the pits. He'd watch as the man took off his weapon to sit it in his lap, its use obvious with the reddened shade of it. 10 years of fighting before he finally escaped. It was pretty impressive to have decided to after such a large amount of time. Terrel would bring his hand to lightly pat at his wolf.*\"Goro spend rest of life trading and living in forest then...?\"*Terrel would finally ask. He wasn't sure how old the man already was and it wasn't like the 10 years gave him a proper measure of just how young he was fighting for a decade of his life, but if becoming a forest dweller was what he planned to do, who was Terrel to say otherwise after what he had to put up with?*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The On would continue to run his hand up and down the splintering and stained wood of the Janeiro, Taking a little bit of time to reflect and think of what he would do. A little puzzled by the question presented, After a minute of silence he'd finally speak up.* \"Gore. Does not know.\" *He'd continue to look down at the Janeiro, Twisting off a few of the splinters.* \"Gore. Would like speak more. Lonely\" \n\n*It seemed he was rattling off his thoughts of uncertainty, Having completed his original goal of escape. He was lost, Not many knew of his existence as he made it that way regretfully.* \"Gore.\" *He wouldn't finish his sentence as he stared blankly at his weapon.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*So he didn't have any plans then. Terrel would rest his hands behind him, leaning back a bit as he'd stare around at the forest that surrounded them. It was peaceful, though one cannot expect to get much interaction out here.*\"Goro won't speak much in forest... Only animals and trees to keep company...\"*He'd point out.*\"More people in Capitols... More to speak to...\"*Terrel tried imagining the Oni walking through town in the state he was in now. There was no doubt he'd be a bit intimidating to most. He wasn't even sure if there were any other Oni's around here. It was mostly dwarves as far as he knew.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He'd let out a sigh, Leaning back against the rock with the Janeiro across his lap, Legs crossed.* \"Gore. Doesn't know groups.\" *He'd say with a somewhat staggered tone, A little fearful of crowds in case they were the ones who had once wronged him in the past.* \"Gore is afraid.\" *He added on sheepishly, His tone a little more docile than before. Closing his eyes as he inhaled deep.*\n\n*The peaceful nature of where Gore lived seemed to keep him there, His own attitude adjusting with his long stay.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Goro not afraid of pig man.\"*Terrel would say before thinking it over a bit. Maybe it wouldn't be the best idea to take a man who's been sitting in isolation into a large crowd of people. Heck, Terrel wasn't much of a crowd person, but at least he interacted with people over the years.*\"Goro travel places, meet other travelers on road. Less crowds, more talking to others.\"*He'd suggest, figuring traveling between the Capitols was much better than going directly through them.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Taking a moment to process the suggestion given to him, He'd glance over at the pig masked man. He hadn't quite considered the possibility of travel as he felt safe where he was.* \"Pig. Travel?\" *The On would question the Elf, His now open eyes starting to regain a little hope from his previously defeated state. Sitting up a little.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would nod in response to his question.*\"Pig travels lots. Pig travel for work.\"*It was something he had grown used to in time, always being on the move in traveling from Capitol to Capitol in order to find work. Perhaps one day he'd consider settling somewhere, but for now, there were always more places to visit, business to settle, and allies to meet up with.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Soros face would seemingly light up, Full of a new-found hope, Given to him by the pig masked elf. The simple suggestion would help shape the Ones mind and determine a future for himself that was previously unknown to him.* \"Gore. Thank pig.\" *He'd say with a little break.* \"Gore would like travel.\" *He'd say with a grin, Scoffing a little as he stretched his arm out a little.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would nod in recognition to the Oni's gratitude before gazing around at the camp set up. With him seemingly excited at the idea of traveling it was a wonder of how prepared he was for it what with it not seeming like an option to him before.*\"Goro should prepare for travel. Traveling take time. Traveling take resources in time.\"*He'd say, trying to give off the message of needing to make sure he was supplied for it unless he wanted to be in a situation where he'd actually have to go to a Capitol for needed essentials.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The On, Still hopeful and the smile seemingly not fading off his face any time soon would softly nod in response.* \"Time. A lot. Gore need to learn.\" *He'd say as he began to stand up, Using the Janeiro to lean against as he got to his feet. Once up he'd walk into the cave and search through some of the boxes, Seemingly in search of something.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would slowly stand up, allowing his wolf the chance to get up as well as he'd watch Goro walk around, looking between boxes for what was presumably supplies. His gaze traveled to the Kanabo, finding himself saying:*\"Best wash off blood. Some no like sight of it.\"*Turning around, he'd head over to his horse, giving him a gentle pat on the side as he neared him.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The On, still searching for some items and tossing them into a sack, created by what was his sleeping mat would call out* \"Gore. Likes reminder. Gore tried cleaning though\" *He'd say as he got the last few items. Taking the boxes and turning them upside down, Pulling some ropes around the mat as it tightened and strung up into a medium-sized bag. Full of supplies he believed would be useful, Though holding something in his hand as he approached the elf.*\n\n\"Thankful.\" *He'd let out, Standing before the elf and holding out the items. A collection of little roughly carved out totems of various animals the On had seen in his time here. A rabbit, wolf and pig being something he had seen often, being the easiest to make out.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*With it seeming like the Oni was about packed, stating that he wanted to keep the memories of the fights while still promising to clean off, the Elf would climb up on his horse's back. It seemed it would be about time for him to get back to traveling as well. Terrel would look at the totems as they were presented to him, part of him unsure of whether or not the Oni wanted him to take the totems or were simply showing them off to him. It seemed like a collection he must have been making out of boredom, though being willing part with them upon readying for travel seemed odd in his eyes.*\"For... Pig...?\"*He'd question as he pointed to the totems.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The On would nod with a smile, Continuing to hold them out to the Elf. The rabbits that he had once strung from his waist woke up and would quickly exit the cave- as he freed them whilst getting ready, The sack was tied around one of his arms and dangling down opposite the Janeiro.* \"For pig. Friend.\" \n\n*He'd say with a smile, The wooden totems clanking lightly against each other as he continued to hold them out with shaky hands* \"Keep. One. Think Gore.\" *The Ones eyes still full of wonder, The smile wide and unwavering.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*A faint grin would form on the Elf's face as he'd reach out to take the pig totem. It didn't take much thought for him, seeing as it matched with him either way. Deciding to keep it in his hand, he wondered if there was a way to string it on something so that he could just wear it around his neck rather than casting it into one of the saddlebags.*\"Pig think of Goro.\"*He'd say with a nod.*\"Be wary of others, others with bad intent.\"*Goro didn't seem like such a bad person given his circumstances, hopefully he could avoid getting stuck in the same situation again. It would be such a shame after the glimmer of hope he had for new adventures. The Elf didn't doubt his fighting capabilities however. He was sure Goro would be fine.*\"Elf depart now. Must continue travel.\"*He'd continue, tugging his horse's reigns to turn him around.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Keep safe. Pig\" *The On would tell the Elf, Turning back to his camp and offsetting some things. Covering up most of his tracks as best he could, Leaving the remaining animal totems against the entrance of the cave and keeping the wolf one on his belt before setting off in another direction. Re entering the woods and staying off the path as he ventured back into the wild, A lot more hopeful and with a newfound sense of adventure.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"You too Goro...\"*He'd say after a while. Patting at the saddlebag, he'd get his wolf to hop up into it, and after a bit of struggle, the wolf would vanish inside of it. The Elf would tap a heel against the side of his horse, causing him to slowly trot off before Terrel would glance back once more and give a faint wave to the Oni as he departed. Soon enough the Elf would vanish past the trees, his new pig totem resting in hand.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "The Naga once again was left pensive, taking a sip of her mug she tried to think of what she could do with infinite wealth. Maybe own some nice plot of land to work, get some training and just live off of the land peacefully. Or perhaps lavishly spend the rest of her days in an eternal state of bliss with the most exquisite foods, a large palace, and the finest garments in the entire continent. Though, would that truly feel good? Eventually that ought to get old as well so perhaps she would do exactly that Terrel was doing. Unwilling to admit defeat she answered: \"Does it really matter what I do with the wealth? I would feel pretty uh... What's the word? Empty? Yeah that- I could spend it on whatever but it would still be just as hollow wouldn't it? But if I had to pick anything I would love a peaceful life in the countryside, and a hot husband to do everything for me.\" She said, chuckling at the last part, if she had all that wealth then surely it wouldn't matter how expensive that would be." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell found interest in watching the Nāga each time a question was asked, her mind working out the puzzle set before her. He came to attention as she asked a question back, riddling if it mattered what was done with it soon followed by her giving an answer to the query; wanting a peaceful life by the countryside. Respectable, albeit settling down so early in life never seemed so pleasing in his eyes when there was so much to be done. His own chuckle followed hers by the end of the statement.*\"Wanting to become a nobleman then.\"*He said.*\"Guess that's one way to call it quits on all this fighting to get money. Now you can have everything want and need served to you without lifting so much of a finger.\"*He painted the scenario out to her. Personally, he felt doing nothing all day would grow tiring at some point. He had to at least do some task to harbor his own sanity even if it's the most simplistic. There was no telling if the Nāga was the same. She'd probably enjoy nothing more than getting out of this constant fight for her life.*\"So, what do you plan to do once you have this peaceful life on the countryside?\"*He asked further.*\"Retire I assume. Lounging for the rest of your days maybe?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "It seemed the man was not going to cease his queries, not that it was bad. It was a nice skill to keep the other person talking in order to make a conversation more engaging, he was for sure a good conversationalist. Astarte however didn't know better so the probing only yielded more information about what she thought about life. \"Hm...\" She hummed, staring into the empty space in front of her before once again she turned her gaze to Terrel. \"Maybe try to learn tailoring so I could make my own clothes, that would be pretty neat. Or have a greenhouse with exotic plants.\" In spite of being a half snake, she sure seemed interested in colors and textures. \"What about you? Guessing you're already living your dream life but if you could change it to anything else what'd you go for?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*With her given answer, part of Terrell wondered why not do that now. Then again, he supposed money was always a sort of issue one way or another to do things one may deem as fun. Before he could ask any further, however, he found himself being given a question.*\"Same as I'd be doing if I didn't have the luxuries. Well give or take purchasing a questionably long list of things.\"*He answered.*\"There are too many treasures, beasts, and things to discover out there for me to let up adventuring. Money just makes it a lot easier and... The way I see it as of now... I wouldn't change a thing.\"*He tilted his head back in thought. Terrell valued the adventures he went on with his closer Allies, albeit having to retain sanity at times in making sure they don't get themselves killed. The end reward was too good to give up more often than not though. Besides, he always had homes to retire to whenever need be which he supposed was more than what could be said from the Nāga. Which he decided not to throw too much on.*\"I suppose I'd be no different to any other sell sword in that case though.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"I think we may be in one of the Silnarias... Probably south because I've only heard of a place like this being in this region\"\n*Now, Alexi wasn't dead on sure of this but he did have enough evidence to believe that they were in South Silnaria and definitely not the north. Now, Alexi may not have been to this region before, but he did know that it was west of Salviania so if they wanted to get back there they would want to travel east. Or they could stay in this region, he didn't mind either or*\n\"We could head east to Salvainia or we could stay in this region, it's all up to you\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "***-Inch has been wondering where they are until Alex has told her where they may be, listening to him, she was understanding of what are regions, even tough there was no evidence, she was sure herself that it is Salaries, due to her trust in his words, tough she wanted to stay, Inch has been given a decision, tough understanding Alex she did not want to be there for too long, deciding on her answer she would've spoked up.-**\nLet's stay here for a while Alex. And then we could go to that. Uh, east, right? Then let's stay here for couple days so you could maybe make a map. That'd be fortunate for you." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Okay we can stay in this region for a bit and then head east back to Salvainia, sounds like a plan to me\"\n*Alexi wasn't too sure on if he was going to make a map on this region quite yet, he still had to finish the one on Salvainia after all. This didn't mean he wouldn't take down notes though, he planned on doing that no matter where he ended up in all honesty as it helped him remember where he was and how he was to make his maps* \n\"And what's fortunate for me doesn't matter as much as our own safety, the maps can come later. I think we should try and find our way towards the capital is we are in South Silnaria\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Right... Alex, how's your. Wound?\n***-Inch would look at Alex's wound as she was rather worried about it, even tough it was not bleeding really much, she still felt like healing the wound would be the best for Alex, due to her own thinking, and being overworried, she then has decided to start to try and talk to someone, tough she was a bit anxious about interacting with any people, turning to Alex. \nInch would've grabbed his arm, pulling it, as she wanted to ask him to try and interact with anybody-**\nUh... Alex, could you. Speak to anybody. I'm scared they'd be scared if I came up to someone and tried speaking." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah I can try... And my wound is fine as is so please don't worry too much about it\"\n*With the task of talking to others on hand, Alexi made his way over to one of the inhabitants of the village just to ask for directions* \n\"Hey... We are in south silnaria right? Can you point us to the capital?\"\n*The person, whom looked like a wood elf, nodded at Alexi's first question and pointed at a wide path leading away from the village, it was the one to the capital evidently. After getting this information, Alexi returned to Inichi*\n\"We just have to follow that path over there to get to the capital, I think the inns there should be okay\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "***-Inch, most likely waiting for Alex as Alex has gone to talk to some elf, she has been continuing to inspect the huts over on the trees, and overall scenery of the village of the elves, after Alex has had come back, she would've stopped viewing the scenery, focusing her view on Alex, as Alex approached her, she would've listened to the words Alex has spoken, then, as she heard out his sentence, Inch nodded, as she spoke up herself.**\nOh... Uh. Alright, let's go." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Okay... Are you in a hurry to get somewhere though?\"\n*Alexi had noticed how Inichi seemed to rush everything, they had time to actually do stuff but she seemed to just want to get going. This was why he asked this question, it was sorta worrying behavior but it wasn't something that he was going to dwell much on after his question was answered, they did have to get going soon*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Astarte finally finished up her stoat as the other man spoke, like suspected he would not change a thing and would probably use the wealth to further his adventuring career. *'Must be nice to have that sort of mindset.'* She thought in silence as a smirk formed on her lips. \"You'd be very different, at least from me. I don't do this for glory or entertainment, just for the money so I can live a simple life. No different from someone who weaves fabric in a loom or toils the land for some crops. Sure there are some who enjoy what they do but I think most of them just want to have something for them and their children to eat every day.\" The Naga did not order a refill this time around in spite of her mug being empty. \"Then again you don't get attacked by carrots or thread so maybe they live a more peaceful life than I.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I figured as such.\"*He said, a faint grin appearing on his face before vanishing as he turned to face the bar more than her. Terrell was fortunate to have such a mindset with the way he lived, one that could traverse across endless tasks both life-risking and not. The adventure life wasn't for everyone, but they both knew that already. From the corner of his eye, he watched her silently, having gotten what answers he wanted of the Nāga. She was bound to get to that point in time eventually. Hopefully she'll enjoy it as much as she figured she would.*\"Know where you plan on heading from here?\"*He asked her after the silence.*\"Can't imagine anyone wanting to stay in this desert land for too long.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I don't plan on going anywhere anytime soon. The offers are still plentiful and I can live comfortably for the entire month off of a few jobs here and there, just taking it easy for now or well-\" Astarte looked at her wounds for a moment. \"As easy as you can while doing mercenary work.\" She did however ponder what she would do once she left, or more precisely what would make her want to leave. \"If anything big comes up I will go and check that out, just came from a somewhat long campaign, had to work very frequently back then but the rewards were just as good.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Spoken like a true Mercenary.\"*He jested, the Sinai lowered his hand into the folds of his cloak, taking out a pouch from it and sliding it over towards the Nāga.*\"Might need this in that case.\"*He said to her. The bag clattered in evidence of the coinage within as he had moved it aside and, without waiting for a response, he gradually got up from his chair.*\"Consider it a gift for humoring me. Not many to talk to while traveling at times. I'm sure the drink will do you well, but might want to consider patching yourself up. Going to have a lot of things wanting to kill you at some point, best to choose your investments wisely.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Greed and pride, what a dilemma. She could take the money but it also felt like this was simply out of pity, a gesture from a nobleman looking at one of the many poor serfs living through their daily grievances. *'Whatever, it's free fucking money.'* The Naga thought as she took the coin bag though not without retaliation as she did not even say thanks, only looked at the man as if saying *'Don't pity me.'* But without vocalizing it.\n\n\"It's good enough, healing magic will only hasten things up, besides, I already got enough to survive while I heal for the next month.\" Astarte said as she continued to defend her decision, she was quite stubborn which did not help at all with her anger problems. The investmen part was quite wise however, if only she could make friends with someone possessing healing magic. That guy Arthur she met while killing Lucy seemed to only have stuck around for a week before he left, that bastard probably only wanted to not be enslaved. *'Whatever, it was a group decision.'* She thought afterwards to shift the blame away." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Wulfric had stepped into the entrance of the urbanized parts of Ombu, his armour, decorated with leather & silk, most of it covered in dirt due to the trip, as he was carrying in his back, a Greatsword and a small-medium sized backpack with goods. He didn't know the common language around here, nor the rules. He then stepped into the centre of the place, as he towered over every single elf there, he didn't want to scare them, nor for them to think of him as a dirty foreigner, he was just here to get some quick cash." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Today was a fine day like any other, though this time he hasn't gotten caught and has gotten a little bread and tasty sweets from the bakery in his sack not a lot, but he won't complain, he wasn't looking around much so it wasn't a surprise that he bumped into someone and fell, he really needs to stop bumping into people it's getting a little harder to not get caught.*\n\n\"Excuse me!\" *He pipes from where he sat on the ground dirt and such now painting his body slightly, ew.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Wulfric, not even realizing that the tiny elf bumped into him, due to his size and heavy armour. As he looked from side to side, trying to see where he was going to set up his temporary bakery, after he saw the perfect empty spot, he was going to step forward, but stopped, as he looked to the ground and saw the elf that had bumped into him. He quickly apologized using sign language with his hands. Then, he crouched and offered his hand to the elf, so that they may get up." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Not much of a talker I take it?\" *He asks, he takes Sulfuric's hand and got up dusting his knees.*\n\n\"I haven't seen you before, you perhaps a new guy in town?\" *He should be going back home by now but meeting this guy just seemed more intriguing, besides he doesn't have anything to do aside from petty thievery.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "He nodded, as he had a strong grip on the backpack that he carried, he then dropped it to the ground, as he began explaining to the elf that he was just here to sell his goods and that he's just a simple traveller. As the greatsword in his back rattled on the movement of his hands, he then grabbed the backpack again and began to carry with in his arms." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He didn't know if he understood the man since he wasn't particularly fluent in sign language, but the way he animatedly dropped the bag off loot he suspects him of being a merchant of sorts just not the sleepy talking kind.* \n\n\"You're a merchant I see, you got shiny stuff??\" *He doesn't particularly want to rob this man blind, he just seemed confused and a little helpless in the talking department so he'll lay off the robbing and more so going to pay for his wears this time.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "As he dropped his backpack to his front, opening and taking out a sparkled cupcake encased with glass, the cupcake was decorated with chocolate & strawberries to top it off. He was very proud of it, even if you couldn't see his expression, as he offered the cupcake to the tiny elf, an act of benevolency." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*His eyes gleam with greed at the sight of this glass cake, it was very shiny.* \"You're going to give it to me for free?\" *He asks in a surprised tone, this is a first, but an act of kindness can do a lot for someone.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*Yoko steps aside, allowing Asuga entry to the building. Though it certainly did need a touch up and a cleaning out, the foundation's would make for a great tavern. The elf seemed happy at Asuga's response. She'd had a hard time selling this place off before after all.*\n\n\"R-really? Great! Uhm, we could talk about the details right now if you want...\"\n*The elven woman says with a smiles, though it fades lightly as Asuga asks. She glances back to Horace, opening her mouth to speak.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*However, she's cut off before she can as Horace follows in after the Ornate.*\n\"Uh... No, no we haven't... Anyway, this place is nice... How much?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Yoko sighs, shaking her head lightly as she closes the door. She steps over to a table, having a seat.*\n\"Please, join me. R-right, price... Well, if i had to say... How about 50 G?\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*He watched her, noting the hidden stubbornness behind her gaze despite taking the cash anyways. Funny, she almost reminded him of himself. Though with his stubbornness came knowing his limits even if he kept such knowledge tucked away. He listened to her try to defend herself, figuring she was just going to spend the money unwisely anyways.*\"Do as you wish.\"*He said, as if waving off her excuses.*\"I could have very well just given the money to some drunkard who figured they could keep going because they managed this long.\"*He stood up more straight, the sudden difference in height between when he was sitting on the barstool until now, not seeming so different.*\"Part of life is about making your own decisions, no matter how wrong they might be. Spend your new cash. It'll affect you more than me anyways. I can assure you, you're right about healing magic. Adventuring as much as I have, the prospect of death has merely shown to be an inconvenience above much else, so whatever becomes of you, we are bound to meet again.\"*He finished that statement with an amused chuckle.*\"I would love nothing more than to see what happens to this little investment choice of yours.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"At least I didn't go 'oh of course I will spend this on healing and not go to a brothel the moment you are out of sight' you know?\" Astarte replied, sarcastically saying the middle part with fake enthusiasm and charm. With Terrell standing up she did as well, it seemed she was no lightweight as even after those two drinks she did not have any signs of intoxication on her movement, or maybe she learned to fake it very well. Whatever the case, she moved normally as she stored away the coins. \"Anyway, it's been nice and all but I have to go save this stuff before I get mugged. Can't really fight back as usual if that happens.\" In spite of her injuries she did not wince as much as she did before the beers, it really helped her be more reckless it seems, though it wasn't likely she would do anything drastic for at least a week until she had healed, she knew better than to worsen her own wounds. \"It's been nice Terrell, the chat. Until we meet each other again I guess.\" The nāga said with a nod before she departed, at least she got some coins out of this interaction." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Till then.\"*Terrel responded as she had set off. The chances of them seeing each other again were slim, though Terrel had enough faith in it happening one way or another. After all, money had ways of solving all sorts of problems. He turned away from the bar after she had left, giving some space before he too set out for the desert lands. Terrel doubted he'd ever get too used to this place, but it was all a part of adventuring. And where would he be without that?*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*Hanz would help himself to cheese, apples, chicken, and wine and get some rest for the day and focus on blacksmithing tomorrow.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The next day would come by, with nothing special happening for Heinz. Perhaps he should seek some special interactions?*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Hanz would decide to go right to Frederick after breakfast to learn how to make weapons as a blacksmith.*\n\n*\"Fred, I'm ready to take the lessons of a smith weapon maker.\" Hanz would say standing boldly.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Good. Let's get started on the specifics of forging a sword.\" *He said, bringing out a blank for the new apprentice to work on.*\n\n\"Take it and heat it in the furnace.\" *He says*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"What sword are we making Fred?\"\n*Hanz would say with curiosity.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Just a standard arming sword here - It is better to start small. This is a blank I've purchased from a slithery in the capital city, so all you need to do is to heat it, hammer it into piece, and then grind it sharp.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I see, well then lets get started.\"\n\n*Hanz would be taught the many ways of making a weapon from the blacksmith for half of the day until a soldier came walking up to see what they were up to. This man right here would be the one to train Hanz on how to use weaponary.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*By the time Heinz is done, Heinz might've finally made his first sword - with the blank already pre-made. The soldier walked in. He looked smart, and had a broad, well-muscled frame. He was in full plate - must be someone of high status.*\n\n\"Hello Heinz, I'm informed you've enlisted in his lord's army. I am here to bring you outside and train you - How much experience you have had fighting?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I be good with my fists sir but I've never held a weapon in me life.\"\n\n\"What are some of the weapons you can teach me?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well, if you want to be a soldier - you need to know how to fight. We expect you to stand in formation, with your spear, and poke at the enemy from behind your shield. Then you must know how to fight with a sword in one hand, and a shield in the other - it is much easier than fighting with a sword along. After that.\"\n\n\"Have you learned how to use a sling in your village? If not, we could start with teaching you how to throw a Fletcher javelin straight, or perhaps how to use a crossbow.\" *The captain explained his options.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Alright then let's get started with all this I want to kill those foreign scum!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*After two months of training, Heinz gained some basic fighting skills. By this point, he knew how to use a sword and shield to fight, to move around and put on a set of cheaply produced but protective Alain rivet armor, how to use a spear and brace it, how to use Fletcher javelin and throw it (not necessarily well), and how to operate a crossbow with a goat's foot lever.*\n\n\"Right! Heinz! It is your big day. Today, you'll officially become a Private under the Lord's army. But first, I want to make sure you are ready to fight. Are you ready for the practice fight, Heinz?\" *The captain said after summoning Heinz to the yard.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Aye sir and what weapon will we be using today?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Aye. I just want to know if you can handle a decent fight. Now, you know what they say about safeties. Put on that set of Alain rivet over there.\" *He pointed toward a mass-produced set of Alain rivet armor. Telling him to put it on.*\n\n\n\n*Once he is done, he handed him a steel basket-halted sword 0.95m long, with the enchantment of \"Do No Harm\" Placed on it - It prevents the weapon from doing any real damage. But make it retain force.* \n\n\"A good training weapon.\" *He next handed him a kite shield that he expect him to strap to his non-dominant hand.*\n\n*The captain draw a long sword 1.3 meters long, holding it in both hand, standing 50 yards away, it will take a turn or three in heated combat to reach him. The long sword is probably enchanted, too.* \n\n\"First one to score a hit win - I don't need you to win, I need you to put up a fight. But you better do, because a sword-and-shield is better than a long sword alone.\"\n\n\"Ready? If you are, make a step forward, and I will begin my move.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Hanz would equip the armour first and make sure everything was on tight and properly. He would then strap a belt around his waste in order to sheath the sword. After this Hanz would grab the shield with the non dominant hand and grip it tight. Once Hanz was ready he would draw his sword and ready his shield.*\n\n\"I be ready sir let's bring it!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Right! Go for it! Take me down!\" *The captain said. He held his sword backward, resting it on his shoulder, while walking forward to within 30 yards of Heinz, his advance is slow, and methodical, waiting for him to do something.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Hanz would keep moving which is an important thing in combat. He would grip his sword and hold his sword up. Suddenly Hanz would swing at the captains waste and then stab for the helmet. Hanz did this to trick the captain into thinking of striking from the top first.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The captain made a backstop when Heinz moved forward, and then swung his sword downward, hoping to deflect Heinz's swing and then transition into a cut toward his leg. This would interrupt his planned stab...\n\nBut Heinz has a shield.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Hanz would take a step back and hold his ground and regain some stamina after the hit he's taken. If one thing he's learned in combat it was to keep your energy stable. Hanz would then swing at the right shoulder and then kick at the captains chest, and then he would go for a low swing right to the face.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Not bad.\" *The captain said after Heinz took the hit, *\"Use your shield.\" *He made a reminder, while Heinz regained his stamina.*\n\n*The captain once again made a defensive swing, going from right to left to deflect Heinz's shorter sword sideways. He didn't see the leg coming to his chest in time from behind the shield, and ate a kick to his upper arm. Heinz 1–1 Captain. Presumably, the swing would've not been executed, since Heinz just won the round.*\n\n\"Remember your training Heinz. I have a longer sword, but you have a shield, and you can block everything. **Bind** The sword with your shield, control it, and then you can hit me with your sword as many times as you like.\" \n\n*He backed off to 20 yards away, ready for a third round.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Hanz would nod to the reminder and ready up again and keep moving in formation. This time he wait for the captain to swing. Here was the plans.*\n\n*If he swinged from the top Hanz would dodge from the side and hit the sword down with his and strike him in the chest.*\n\n*If he swinged from the bottom Hanz would parry it and smack the captain with his shield and swing at his head and then the hip.*\n\n*If it was from the left or right side Hanz would duck and kick the captain back and go for a stabbing lunge hitting the captain in the shoulder.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The captain advanced in front of him. He started circling outside of strike range, so he has time to respond if Heinz lunged forward. After ten seconds, he decided to make a strike - He expects to lose, sword-and-board against long sword wasn't a fair exchange, after all.\n\nHe moves forward, and then made an overhead swing from above. His sword would be hit, and Heinz would presumably make the move for his chest. He turned the sword around, trying to parry it, only to be hit in the chest.*\n\n\"Not bad, parry with the shield next time - remember, you are fighting with two weapons against one. But you've graduated. Now... Go grab a real sword over there, and a crossbow. Don't forget the bolt.\" *The captain put away the long sword, taking a basket-halted sword and shield himself.*\n\n*He has rung a bell while Heinz is away, and soldiers came to gather in the courtyard for a routine patrol.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Hanz would go to grab a real sword and he would have the option to pick any as a reward but he knew the weapon he picked would be the weapon he kept. He decided to pick a cutlass which was a favorite of his. He would then grab a kite shield and report to the courtyard.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Good, today we'll be patrolling out in the desert. We've received report that intruders were spotted heading toward us. We'll head toward a lake four miles from here, and then meet up with other troops to defeat the raiders. After that, we should come back here within a few days to celebrate our victory.\"\n\n*The captain explained their mission. After that, the column of thirty troops marched out from the castle, led by four mounted, armored cameraman, each of them carrying a composite bow. Nothing would happen as they moved through the dried highland on unpaved road for three miles.\n\nVegetation are sparse, but as they neared the lake, more and more trees appeared.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Aye Doyle this be it. We are going to fight the scum that invaded our land.\"\n*Hanz would say we a prideful voice.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Indeed my friend! We'll get revenge on those bloody raiders.\" *Doyle boasted, *\"After this fight I'm going back home to retire with all the booties I'll get, and then I'll marry with my fiancée.\" \n\n*He said as they continued their way toward the lake. Forest were rare in Taxon-Barana, but it appears they're starting to enter one.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Well enjoy that! I plan to explore the world after this maybe, or just start a new blacksmith shop or even learn magic! But hey didn't they say these raiders were from Grees?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Were they? I've never thought raider all the way from Flees would come over here. I wonder what they're after.\" *Doyle asked. As his question finished, an arrow landed on the camel of the leading camera. The rider dropped from his camel, rolling onto the floor.*\n\n\"ATTACK! Into formation! Shield wall!\" *The captain ordered, as he scrambled forward to pull the man away from the camel. His armor protected him from the following volley of arrow. Judging by the amount of arrows landing, there were at least eight archers amongst the attackers. The remaining camera turned away, riding behind the infantries in the column, as they scrambled into a two-men deep shield wall.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Hanz would rip his shield and sword out and get in formation. He then saw the enemy charge, not a large force but they looked tough. As one of the attackers tried to swing at his head, Hanz would duck and stab the sword under the attackers helmet in the neck killing him instantly. Then another attacker came rushing with a lance. Hanz would throw the dead body at the lancer causing him to fall allowing Hanz to rush over quickly and stab him in the neck.*\n\n\"That'll teach em!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*After Heinz got into formation, the scope of the attack would become clear. The arrows started to land on Heinz's shield wall, and a group of enemy infantries - all heavily armored in a mix of plate and chain mail, advanced toward the ambushed soldiers. They were beating their axe and mace on their kite shields, while cataract-like horse archers followed behind them, landing one after another carefully aimed, powerful shot.*\n\n*The formation were now 30 yards away.*\n\n\"HOLD STEADY!\" \n\n*The camera dismounted, shooting from behind the shield wall to not much affect.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Hanz would hold steady and await orders.*\n\n\"COME ON SHOW A FIGHT YOU MURDERERS!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*None of the invaders were moved by his speech. Or even understood. They advanced to within twenty yards, then abruptly stopped their advances. It appeared their formation were three ranks deep, and 12 wide. All the infantrymen on the opposite side took out a javelin, and then threw it into Heinz's formation. The hail of javelins landed on the men's shield, disrupting them.\n\nThen they all simultaneously charged with axe drawn. One of them charged directly at Heinz, going for an upward chop down toward the top of his shield, while trying to slam him down on the ground with his own shield.\n\nThis man is wearing a nasal helmet with av entail, and a mail hauberk covering almost all of his body, except for his lower leg.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Hanz would see the attacker charge him with an axe. And with quick thinking, he parry's the chop with his shield sending the axe into the air. He then put both of his hands on his sword and thrusted the blade right into the attacker's chest.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The chop was parried easily, with the axe's lower edge hitting the rim of the shield. With the attacker off balance, Heinz was free to make the attack. The arming sword thrust forward, splitting the ring on his hauberk and piercing into the man's chest. It didn't hit his heart, but the attacker dropped his axe, a look of panic setting into his face as the sword is driven deeper.*\n\n\"Ag... GHz...\" \n\n*The attacker started to slump down, as blood gushed forth from his wound, it seems Heinz severed a major artery.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Hanz decides to mercy kill the man and finish the blow*\n\n\"That was for the town.\"\n*He would spit in the attackers face, and then return to formation.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The man dropped onto the ground. Dead. Then, Heinz would realize there was in fact, no more formation left. The charge of the superiorly-armored attackers has broken the formation completely, and now the fight has disintegrated into total chaos. \n\nHe could see Doyle off in a corner, dueling a man with sword and shield for his life. Before he could think of intervening, another man approached Heinz. He had a long arming sword in one hand, and a shield in the other. He wore a full hauberk, with a breastplate added on top, and a better designed helmet that covered his face and throat with a forget.*\n\n*He stood five feet in front of Heinz, waiting for him to make a move.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Hanz would charge at the foreigner and knock the sword down with the enemy still holding it, and stab the sword into the shield with full might causing a small distraction to kick the man down.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The foreigner immediately slammed his shield forward, trying to deflect the sword away, and then transitioned into a slash toward Heinz's lower leg from above, trying to immobilize him where he had no armor.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Hanz would back up after this blow in order to avoid being slashed by the enemy's sword. He then got a pile of sand and threw it into the enemy's face causing a little distraction. Hanz would the slash the dominant shoulder were the sword was held by the enemy and stab at the face.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The back-up successfully let him avoid the blow. The man raised his shield, readying for a second strike when Heinz threw pocket sand into his face. The slash landed, but it failed to do any damage due to his armor. He immediately raised his shield, deflecting the sword away to above, and then used the resulting opening to attempt another leg slash at Heinz.*\n\n\"I'm not easy!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"So you speak my language ay?\"\n\n*Hanz would again jump away to avoid the leg slash but this time he backed up farther quickly, dropped his sword and shield to the ground took out his crossbow with a quick aim, and fired the arrow heading for the soldiers leg. After this he dropped his crossbow quickly and picked up his sword and shield and charged at him with his shield ready just in case of another blow.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"NOT SO FAST!\" \n*The moment Heinz dropped his sword and shield to the ground, the man charged forward at full speed, trying to slam him down to the ground with his shield leading, and then stomped on his groin if he could.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*With quick thinking and since Hanz didn't have his shield he grabbed both of the hands and kicked the soldier in the chest 5 times before kicking him to the ground. He then went for his sword to possibly finish the blow.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The moment he tried to kick him, he would extend his sword downward to cut at his unprotected leg.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Ag!\" \n\n*Hanz would fall to his knee after being cut. He would quickly get back up though and rush back to get his sword and shield.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The man walked forward, trying to finish him off. At this moment Doyle slammed into the fight, ramming the man down onto the floor. Doyle gripped his sword, preparing for a downward chop, when the man on the ground parried it nimbly, stabbing Doyle in the neck. Doyle's eyes widened as blood flooded out of his carotid artery, before his expression went blank.\n\nThe man is still distracted.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Hanz would grab his sword quickly with rage and slice right at the neck of the enemy*\n\n\"YOU DAMN BASTARD!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The enemy pulled his sword out of Doyle's neck, and before he knew it, a sword landed on his neck, cutting his head off the ground.*\n\n*Now that he has avenged his friend, he would quickly realize that the fight has gone very, very badly. Most of his comrades were engaged in combat, wounded, or killed, and it seems there were only a few casualties on the enemy's side...\n\nThere's a stray horse running around.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Seeing how bad it was, Hanz had no choice the enemy was overwhelming and he only had one chance to escape. He left his shield only taking his cutlass with him and ran to the stray horse mounting up on it and retreating to the castle.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Heinz continued his flight away from the battlefield. On the way to the castle, on a particularly clear, long stretch of road, he'd spot four mounted horsemen that didn't look like someone from Taxon-Barana. All of them had bow. And none of them has seen him yet. It seems the way back to the castle is not clear.*\"\n\n*He would notice there's a saddlebag on the horse*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Hanz would open the saddle bag.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*It seems someone has stashed some loot here. The horse turned out to be a quality courser, worth 900 silver or so. The saddlebag had some gold and silver coins, worth 600 silver total, and jewelries - some of them stained with dried blood, that were worth a small fortune - 1200 silver.*\n\n*At least this will get Heinz started on his life as a free man.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Hanz would of course stash this loot and return to the castle to warn the troops of what's coming*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*When Heinz finally found a route around the raider, it turns out the castle itself was surrounded, with around two hundred men besieging the garrison. Strangely, the camp of the besieger were also flying the flag of one of Taxon-Barana's local lord.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Hanz decides to leave the castle and just desert the castle and continue his story in another tale.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Why should I care if you wish to have your friend appear before me? You claim it's your companion so I have no control if you want them or not. Dont be asking permission from me as we've only just met.. You're already giving me more power over your life than needed.\" *Waving his hand at her he'd almost dismiss her in a way. In all his days of travel this was the first living soul to talk to him in a rather polite manner so it was quite a new experience but one he was not ready for. Slowly reaching down he'd grab both his blades and would drag them out of their holsters before gently placing them onto the ground next to him, just far enough to where they could be grabbed easily but far enough to show there was no hostile intentions.*\n\n\"Now then if you claim your companion is aggressive I will not be afraid to use force, but I will not engage in any sort of manner. Though I would like to make a deal with you, as you've already figured out I am a traveling merchant of the sorts. So, if your friend decides its best to attack me, you owe me your name. If he dose not wish to attack me then I will gladly feed you as well. Do we have a deal?\" *Opening his eyes slightly more he'd lock on to her figure as he looked up, only to whisper under his breath 'Hunter of the sorts... Ranged.'*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*June stared down at him, taking a moment to think of whether it would be wise to call Jace over. She was fairly sure he wouldn't do anything and now with the Mistune's weapons at bay, maybe that was enough proof to her that he wouldn't try anything either.*\"Deal.\"*June said as she remained squatted on the branch, seemingly decided that she wasn't come all the way down quite yet and instead began to whistle, followed by the clicking sound of her tongue.*\"Here Jace!\"*There was some silence that followed, forcing her to call once more before it was eventually responded to by the sound of crunching leaves on the opposite side of the clearing.*\n\n*A flash a brown and black bounded out of the high grass, accompanied by the lean form of the Jackal as he made his way over. His tongue seemed to hanging out playfully though at the sight of the Mistune, he quickly put it away to be replaced by a bark. It seemed more like a warning than that of aggression, though the Jackal kept where he was as he stared the Mistune down. As he began to pace, June would reach for the trunk of the tree and slowly begin making her way down, occasionally pausing to look back at the two.*\"Easy Jace, easy...\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*At the sight of this creature Athel couldn't help but chuckle at how adorable it's aggressive nature was. In a way it reminded him of himself when we was a bit younger. Always trusting strangers until getting up close, only to discover that anger was welling up inside them. Without hesitation Athel would slowly stand up from his seated position and would pick up a rather small piece of dried meat. Taking 2 very slow steps forward he'd crouch down and would hold it out for the creature. For some odd reason it would seem that the aura of hostility would fade from Athel the closer he got to the animal.*\n\n\"Well then.. It seems once again i've predicted wrong on the matter. I was guessing your companion was going to be another.. Humanoid rather than a harmless animal.\" *Saying the word animal made his ear twitch slightly as he'd never liked that word, as it was always used against him in cities.* \"As per our deal.. Do not attempt to calm him in any way as that leads to distrust later on, as being forced to like another is the route to hidden evils. If you allow for a creature to trust on their own, their emotions will be natural.\" *Athel would then lightly wave the meat, inching closer and closer to the jackal, not paying any mind to how far he was straying away from his own weapons.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*June felt the hard surface of the ground meet her feet as she made herself to the bottom of the tree. Her ears swiveled back, listening to the Mistune's comment on her harmless Jackal. Eventually she turned around watching as he tried to approach him with the slab of meat while she simply decided to remain where she was and watch.*\"He's not always harmless...\"*She said quietly as she kept her gaze on the two of them, taking pride in to times that Jace had shown himself to be a formidable enough foe.*\"He's protected me from an owl bear before...\"*June decided to not mention how he also nearly got killed by the hybrid animal and was forced to be sent away from the action, thinking maybe it was best to let only the heroic side of the story out.\n\nJace stood his ground as the Mistune approached, the hairs along his shoulders bristling until the scent of meat had got his nose. He stared at the food, inadvertently shifting his attention to it rather than its holder as he took a whiff of it before shaking his head to and fro as if cursing at his distraction. He ran towards the Mistune before hopping up in his hind legs while propping his front legs against the Mistune for balance, barking up at him. Maybe the Jackal was trying to ward him off or rather get to the food he was holding. It was hard to really tell with the animal.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Seeing how the Jackal had now reacted to his presence and with the offer of food, this was the time to shine. Athel would start to tighten up his muscles and would start to slowly stand up into a more dominating stature, towering over the jackal. He'd then lock eyes with the beast and would slowly lower his head down challenging the creature in attempts to put it into submission. While still keeping eye contact he'd let out a low growl before speaking up.* \n\n*Once Athel thought enough was enough he'd lower himself once more and would place the meat upon the ground and would sigh.* \"You know girl.. If he would have attacked me, I would have simply let him tear into me. As I do not wish the same fate of loneliness to consume another all because you met a random traveler. But it's apparent that you do not know much about creatures as commands will get you nothing but false trust as if you had a greater bond with this creature it would have already understood how to act just by your posture.\" *Taking a slight risk Athel would slowly put out his hand and would attempt to gently pat the Jackal on his head.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Jace's ears drew back atop his head as Ethel lowered his head down and stared at him, a low growl resonating in his throat in challenge. When Ethel had finally dropped the meat on the ground, Jace finally hopped down from him. With his attention now on the food that laid on the ground he quickly stooped his head down to pick it up in his mouth and walk towards his owner. When Ethel lowered his hand down to pat him on the head, his fur spiked up along his back. However, with the food in his mouth, he seemed more attentive to wrestling it in his mouth.*\n\n\"That's not true-\"*June said to Ethel's words about commands not getting her anywhere, though she quickly had cut herself off as she watched her Jackal slowly walk over, lowering himself down to the ground with his attention on the meat he was eating. She had to admit, there were times when it was hard to get him to listen, but she was sure he meant well enough.*\"Commands usually work just fine.\"*She says, finally turning to look towards the Mistune and deciding to defend her statement.*\"And... We trust each other plenty-\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"True that you may have trust.. But I see there is no bond if you have the ideals that commanding another living soul is the route to go. That simply sounds like a one sided power and yet by the looks of your gear.. You also use your companion in combat. So should that commanding power be in only ones hand? Or both if you both risk your lives for each other. Having a bond with one another would simply ease the pressure of having to think of commands in combat. And instead just act based upon the others actions.\" *Nodding his head softly to his own statement he'd look back down to the Jackal and would start to tense up his body in reaction to the Jackal's hostility.*\n\n*Then reaching over Athel would simply yank the meat away from the Jackal and would stand up in the same towering stance before taking a bite out of the meat that was still untouched by the creature.* \"Now tell me, where does a no named girl find such a creature? As I would not expect to find a Jackal in the middle of a Forest. Let alone one that obeys the command of one who refuses to connect a true bond with them.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*June's ears flitted to the side at his statement, saying quietly:*\"We do form a bond it's just... Jace would go out of his way to protect me... Even if it's putting himself at risk... Sometimes I do just have to command him...\"*She gazed down at her Jackal, casually mentioning his name in the conversation as she watched him. With Ethel snatching the meat away from him, the Jackal let out a noise that sounded like a half bark-half growl. He snapped at the meat as if trying to grab it back as it was taken away, coming to find himself staring back up at the Mistune. A huff came out of him while he circled Ethel, sniffing around his legs in such haste before looking back up at him as he started eating the meat. He let out a high-pitched whine of frustration before he had finally come to sit down in disappointment.\n\nJune sat down to the Jackal's level, giving him a light pat on the head before looking back up at Ethel when he had asked her the question.*\"My... Parents found him... I'm not quite sure where... But... They gave him to me to take care of and to accompany me when I left...\"*She lifted her chin a bit, coming to rest it lightly atop the Jackal's head. Jace's ears went down as she did, his eyes narrowing while he stuck out his tongue in a pant, supposedly growing tired with the warmth of the sun hitting him.*\"I know... It doesn't seem like we have much of a bond, but... We do... And I wouldn't want anything to happen to him...\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Seeing as the Jackal had finally submitted to Athel slightly, he'd shake his head and a rather childish grin would form upon his face before walking up close to the pair and would set down the last remaining bits in front of the jackal before looking at the girl getting quite close to her face. His crimson eyes would glitter in the sunlight as his gaze locked onto her eyes, and in that moment he'd gently tap her upon the nose.* \"Well then it appears I've lost that gamble of seeing if your companion would attack. Which means I owe you a meal.. Though I am sad to say it will not be anything fancy as coin is quite hard to come around in these hard times.\" *Moving his hand he'd reach inside his pocket and would pull out a rather polished looking bronze coin and would hold it into the sunlight. A small sigh would emit from his lips as if he was upset about something.*\n\n*Snapping out of his small daze upon the looks of the coin he'd look back down upon the pair and would quickly run over to his drying Furs and would pull one from the ground and would dash back over to the pair. Jumping up slightly he'd quickly slam into the ground in a sitting position allowing for the dust around them to rise slightly, before holding out the fur which appeared to be from a rabbit* \"So then, No name.. If you're a protector of the forest could you please tell me the value of this? As I would assume you're knowledgeable of creatures from around here.\"\n\n*Using the distraction of dust and the conversation of fur, would reach out and would gently brush his hand against the Jackals fur.* \"As for the companionship, any living animal would gladly protect the ones who feed them, but deep down do you think a carnivore such as him really understand what friendship and companionship are among different sub-types such as humanoids?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*June couldn't help but smile slightly at the Mistune's lost gamble, taking pride in the fact that she would at least know something more about her own Jackal than he would. She rubbed her nose slightly as he tapped on it before taking out the bronze coin and quickly running off to the furs on the ground. She watched him curiously as he rushed to pick them up before quickly running back over to them, causing her to scoot back a bit as he sat back down causing a heap of dust to shoot up. June coughed at it, waving the dust away before eventually coming to see the rabbit he held out at her. Rabbit fur it appeared to be, notable of its small size and colored fur. He wanted her to say what value it carried?*\n\n*June gazed at him in slight confusion as she looked it over. She was used to trading furs and meat whenever she went off to town, being lucky enough when it came to selling plenty for her to survive alongside Jace. As the dust finally cleared, she spoke:*\n\n\"A few silver if you're good at bargaining...\"*She said. While most wouldn't likely go above a handful of copper, enough charm and persuasion was all it could take to get a good deal at times. Jace had laid down beside her, unbothered the collecting dust as he found himself distracted by the bits of meat he was given, gnawing on it with little rush with him seeming to be enjoying himself. June watched Ethel brush his hand against her pet's fur, to her relief didn't cause a reaction out of him after getting what he wanted. When Ethel questioned if she believed that Jace would care about her so much as he did food, she stared back at him, a feeling of warmth flaring in her chest from his question of their companionship.*\n\n\"I do...\"*She said in a slightly raised tone.*\"There are many humanoids in the world that can feed him time and time again, but he never leaves my side... Not even when a fight looks dangerous... No promised meal is worth losing your life over... But a companion is...\"*She fell silent afterward, letting out a sigh and pulling her knees close to her.*\"He cares about me I... I just know it...\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*A rather odd frown would appear before his face as he'd mumble a few words about how he thought the furs would go for more and how he's wanting to make more gold. Shaking his head quickly to snap out of this phase he'd get up close to her face to be eye to eye with her agian.* \"From the way it seems you have a lot of hope in your furry little friend here which is one of the best traits a leader could have. Though balance is one of the main keys when it comes to leading as those who fail to have a bond with the souls they do command are doomed to fail in the end. Though it seems you rely on your companion to guard you quite a bit as I can only assume by your attire you use more ranged attacks.. While your friend here takes most of the blows and distracts.\" *Slowly Athel would lean to the right of her and would lock eyes upon his blades and in a moment he'd burst upward and would quickly run over to his swords and would pick them up only to slide them back into their holsters, and would then cover them up with his rather long robes before walking back over to the two of them.*\n\n\"Since I have a bit of faith in you I believe an introduction is in order... My name is Athel, Traveling merchant and yeah.. That's about all the 'fancy' titles I have. By chance are you now going to give me your name or am I just going to have to deal with calling you 'No name' over and over again until you finally break?\" *Tilting his head sideways he'd give her a puzzled look*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*As Ethel drew his face close to her, she found herself leaning back slightly, her gaze shifting to the side as she couldn't bring herself to look directly in his eyes for too long. She listened to himself mumble in frustration, assumable over her answer to his question about the furs, though she decided to keep quiet rather than say anything about it. With Jace now calm, it was easier for her to relax as she watched the Mistune suddenly dash over to grab his blades, the only sign of tension from her being her sudden placement of fingers on the string of her bow. She didn't move from her spot when he returned, though now she seemed to shy away from him, her timidity taking over to replace what was once a fiery passion for the sake of her Jackal.\n\nWhen he introduced himself to her, she finally managed to bring herself to glance back at him before her gaze lowered once more.*\"Ethel...\"*She repeated quietly as if trying to make sure she remembered.*\"That's... A nice name...\"*The Cantor lightly ran her fingers through her Jackal's fur when he asked if she would ever speak her name to which she finally replied with:*\n\n\"My name... It's June... Sorry about before it's just... So many strangers pass through the forests and I never know their intent...\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*As the Light shone down atop the desert plains of Siui, a traveler would be riding atop a deep brown horse that pulled along a steady, two-wheeled carriage. The carriage was stocked with food and supplies as well as materials needed for blacksmithing, like iron and coal. Tools would rumble about alongside them like a sturdy hammer and some steel pliers.\n\nThe figure that rested in the cart with their valuables would be fully strapped with their own equipment; a high-grade plate helmet and some almian rivet armor atop their linen clothes, a medium shield would be strapped to their back and a short axe with it. They seemed to be able to take a fight if it came their way but obviously would rather have a safe journey with their goods. The figure looked up to the sky with a few simple thoughts running through their head before focusing on the journey ahead, as they were headed to the southern border to Kadho along the red sanded vistas.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Amu had been travelling along the dunes of SII for several days now, which due to his heritage he had few qualms with. He was quite familiar with survival out in these terrains due to being born and raised in the Bagged Desert... But it didn't mean that it was easy. Our little neo friend had been having trouble getting anything to eat, other than his extremely dried out assortment of fruits. His water-skin still had a pint or so left in it, but it would be best for him to find that famous MUR river soon.*\n\n*Currently he would be wearing an assortment of light brown robes, probably chosen to help fight off the heat that he would be facing during this journey. Underneath one of the robes would shine some metal, possibly a Coors, as if he was seeking to protect himself from a miraculous bandit attack. Finally, there would a large pack strapped to his back, carrying what little cargo he brought with him.*\n\n*He had noticed this large cart passing him by, about ten or twenty meters to his left now that he had finally closed in on it... And Amu wasn't going to let this chance of a ride pass him by!*\n\n\"Hey, Mister! The one driving the cart! Could you slow down for a bit?! I'd like to ask you about some extra carriage!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The Driver of the carriage would turn to hear the voice of a distant figure and handled the reigns on his horse to stop and would jump down from his carriage with a small puff of sand as they landed onto the sand. He didn't catch the full extent of what they said but he knew that he should have stopped for them. He'd wait for the new face to come over as he comforted his horse and gave some grains out of a tightly sealed bag to it. They seemed to be more focused on making sure their goods wouldn't be stolen or being held in place for too long in the middle of a trade journey. However he would make a small exception for the person that was coming his way as they wandering through the deserts without any company or steed.\n\nOnce tending to the horse they would look over to person with a stern look that was hidden beneath the helm and readied their items if the person was willing to spend a few silver to get some goods from him. He thought about if they wanted a weapon of some kind and he'd have to refuse but instead of thinking on what they'd ask him, he should just wait and see what they do.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Once Amu had finally gotten close enough to properly speak with the figure, he slowed himself to a halt and took a few breaths. Although his was wrapped with cloth, the clear indication of his kemonomimi blood was revealed from his ears poking out from the top of the wraps. The little stranger also had some unique looking eyes, his left being a light blue and his right being akin to amber. Before much else could be examined, however, Amu begun to speak.*\n\n\"T-thank you for stopping the cart. I was wondering that since we both seem to be heading the same direction, Radio's border... Could I perhaps give you some silver, so I could ride in your cart? I could possibly reach it on foot, like I've been doing even since I departed from Tina, but it would be nice to be able to rest while on the go.\"\n\n*He then bowed for a bit, the strange sight of two tails coiling together behind Amu open to Reynaldo's view.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He'd look a little surprised at the eyes more then the ears. He had seen Kemonomimi before in his travels and was used to it but he wasn't quite used to those strange eye colors. But he shook it off and looked to his cart and horse making a sort of estimate on how much longer the trip will take if he had another person who accompanied him. A light sigh left the helm as he turned back to Amsu.*\n\n\"Normally if i got a hitchhiker i'd say 20 Silver to drop one off at the border. You can come for 15 and i'll take you down to Shrawir but i expect you at least give me some help with my business as a return.\"\n\n*His voice was tired and strained, but not in pain. They seemed to be thinking this choice over as they said it. This Kemonomimi didn't seem to be a backstabber or one who really understood what kind of troubles a person like himself would have to go through with carrying a person on their travels yet he saw a bit of himself in the 'kid' and was willing to give a little extra to them... For something in return anyway.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Amu perked up as soon as he heard he could ride in the cart with the man. This was some good news! It wasn't too expensive as well, so it really was a nice day today.*\n\n\"Thank you, kind sir. My name's Amu, by the way! I'll help you out the best I can, as long as we're together on this cart ride.\"\n\n*Quickly spitting out those two lines, Amu climbed onto the carriage and begun to relax, letting out a happy pant. His twin tails would continue to seemingly play with each other, uncoiling and gently flowing through the air behind the neo. He would then take in some of the sights that laid upon the carriage, like the few baskets of iron and coal... Alongside a hammer and pliers. Maybe this man was a travelling blacksmith? Odd of them to be travelling around, most of those who worked in that profession always centered themselves in a single village.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The man would chuckle quietly under his breathe before climbing back up on the cart and grabbing the reigns and kicking the movement of the cart back into motion, he was quiet and still as he focused on the path ahead but was still somewhat weary what Amsu would be doing with his supplies back there. His thoughts though quickly switched back to the red sandy vistas and the path ahead.\n\nHe didn't exactly speak to people that often so he didn't particularly know what to say to the Kemonomimi. So he just focused on the road ahead, yet the thought would keep at the back of his mind as he did. Although nice he wasn't particularly good with people he didn't know.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*After an approximate five minutes of looking over the horizon and counting grains of sand, Amu got predictably bored. Now that he could just lay back and enjoy some quiet time, he realized there wasn't much else to do... So he leaned forward and crossed his arms against the front of the carriage. He wasn't that tall, at most five feet, so he didn't make much of an impact while he was leaning out towards the man's driving area.*\n\n\"So... What kind of work do you do, and how could I help you out? On my side, I know a few healing spells and can make some basic medicines from raw materials. Uhm... I can also knit and make some nice scarfs, if you have some spare cloth!\"\n\n*Amu would have been leaning his head sideways against his crossed arms, looking forward at the horse pulling the carriage. His tails continued to twist and bend behind him as he spoke, the blazing sun bearing down on them.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The man would turn to Amsu and seemingly gave in to his nagging thoughts of starting conversation with them once they were already in his driving area and asking a few questions on his work and what he would be doing. Reynald would think for a second on those things that he said before giving a straightforward answer.*\n\n\"I get my cloth and 2nd batch of iron down at Shrawir as well as make my first batch of weapons and armor to the locals using the iron and coal i get here, from Siui. However most of your work would be helping me offload materials from the cart and sell the items. I'll give you around...45% of the total profit. Medicines could be useful however... I haven't dabbled in that yet.\"\n\n*Okay his answer wasn't as straightforward but he gave it in an honest but slightly dead voice, he knew a lot about what his trips entailed and his usual routine when going out on his route. Although to just a traveler who was not in this type of life style it seemed more complicated then it actually sounded.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"... Hm. Okay, that'll be just fine. If there are people who need basic medical treatments, I could give you some of the silver I earn as well. I can even make you some bottles of medicine for common things, like colds or smallpox... If I do though, it'll be best to keep those out of the sun.\"\n\n*Amu rubbed his face into his own crossed arms, attempting to give himself some more comfort. This could be a rather long ride, as he didn't really keep great track of where he was... Maybe he really should have considered buying that map? That wasn't a problem as of now though, since this nice guy was giving him a lift. It would take maybe a few more weeks of travelling total, but Amu would eventually get back to New Albania.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*As the two entered the small town it seemed quite lively. The sound of a bell ringing occasionally could be heard. A few local venders server foods and other items hoping someone will buy. For such a small town the population was probably close to one or two thousand. A few guards with pikes dawned with the towns insignia could be seen mixed in with the various people. The smell of fresh fish, dried meat and smoke filled the air. The village felt quite warm and welcoming. The old man seemed somewhat well known as serval towns folk came up to greet him as he walked through the streets. Most buildings here were made of wood and clay, with very few having more then one floor. Almost all the roofs were made from thatch or wooden divers. Upon hearing his quest to find his family the old man paused, he stopped walking for just a second. Placing his tanned and wrinkled hand on his chin he pondered. Then it clicked for the old man, his old and shrivelled mind talking a kick to get thinking.*\n**\"Looking for family? Well there aren't any Kitsume here in this village you'll have to travel much farther south if you wish to find more of your kind. However I do know someone that might be able to help you.\"**\n\n*The man said his dried and shaky voice almost being drowned by the clatter of the streets. Slowly he continued to guide Nicholas to a smallish house nearing the imposing cliff faces. The building had two floors and seemed fairly run down. It definitely was a large family home. To the left of the house was a small graveyard with seven crude stones in the ground likely graves of loved ones. The question of what the supplies were for, he knew this well. Turning back he spoke a little more clearly.*\n**\"Well it's for someone who has yet to awaken. Their mind seemed to have died yet their body lives on. I've spent most of my life caring for this stranger.\"**\n*The old man said as he opened a double door just large enough for the cart to squeeze in. Inside was a fairly open room with a stairwell that lead to a second floor. A lining of wooden rails could be seen on the second level. With serval seemingly empty room dotted on the side. The old man cleared a spot of the goods and placed his grimoire on the counter. He seemed exhausted as he sat down on a worn chair. He smiled just a little, his voice clearly showing signs of exhaustion.*\n**\"Your welcome to stay a night or two if you need. I still have work to do, thank you for bringing it in for me.\"**" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Nicholas took great interest in the village as they walked, making sure to take everything in. It was a small town much like his own, yet the people were very different. Back home most would stick to themselves and keep working, the only people who could \"Waste\" Time were the children. And even then a lot of them spent most of their day working for their parents to keep whatever trade they had going. The largest difference though were the guards, back home there were no real guards, instead everyone just knew how to defend themselves really. Carrying swords and axes to keep themselves safe from any thieves. It was not perfect, far from it, but it kept the village safe and made sure everyone who could work did work instead of just standing around keeping an eye for someone who might cause trouble. When the man stopped he stopped as well, listening to what he had to say on the matter of finding his family. Hearing there were no mistune here other than him was something Nicholas had expected. After leaving home he had seen very few mistune, at least those who had shown it. This was probably because of the first nation he visited, but there was also just the fact that mistune, generally speaking, were rare sights to be seen. Which was something Nicholas never really thought about as well, most of the people back home were mistune, there were a few other races but the majority of them were mistune, and thus he had always just figured they made up a majority, even when told otherwise. It really did take visiting a whole new continent to fully realize this fact. \n\n\"Oh, do you at least know the name of the stranger?\" Nicholas asked him as they entered, setting the cart aside and taking a quiet sigh of relief, finally getting a break from moving it. The old man was kind, at the very least it seemed that way with how he had treated Nicholas, but also the fact he was caring for what he referred to as a stranger, and it had been for a large portion of his life, not that was something even Nicholas wasn't sure he could do. He knew of no one who would even do that back home, especially when it seemed as though they would never wake up. Those who could work survive, those who could not work rarely did. It was rough, but you needed to be capable in every way to survive the frigid cold. \"I thank you for your kindness, It is better than sleeping out in the woods. Can you show me to this person tomorrow who might be able to help me find my family?\" Nicholas asked him after he sat down. He would then set his bag and gear to the side, near the cart and look for a place to sit, specifically an open stool or chair if there was one. If not he would simply find a comfortable looking spot on the floor to use.\n\n\"I can also help with some work if you do need.\" He said, offering to help a little more. Although he was definitely tired, he was being offered free lodging and perhaps to find a good clue as to where his family could be. And as they did back home, if someone does something for you, you must do something for them. He figured by helping him with a few chores he might be able to earn the information he is looking for and pay back the lodging tenfold in some way. Although he figured that was paid off by helping him with the cart." }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The old man began to sort through the herbs and medical supplies and began to create a sort of mush like soup. Slowly he took a book and took a water skin. Gently filling the bowl with water he brought it to a fireplace on a near by wall. A quick snap of his fingers and the fire lit. Gently placing the bowl on the fire to boil. The old man slowly strolled his was back towards Nicholas. Taking a grinder and began to prepare the medicine. He seemed calm as if he had been doing this for a long time. His body was definitely on limited time. He seemed quite exhausted even the grinding in the bowl took a lot of energy for him. Yet he pushed through , as he worked on the medicine he glanced other. His facial expression was fairly dull, warmly lit by the fire a few oil lamps.*\n**\"I don't know their name, the only thing I can think of is some sort of embroidery on a tattered robe my mother found them in. I think it's Miyako or something like that... To be honest they might not even have a name...\"**\n*The old man paused, the mystery person he was caring for might as well be a nobody. He didn't know if they had a name or not. How could that be, it didn't really make sense. The bitter smell of the medicine slowly filled the room. It probably didn't taste all too good, yet he poured his heart and soul into the work. Once he was satisfied with the mush he grabbed a mitt and walked back to the fire. Gently grabbing the now boiling water he brought it over and pushed the mush of plants into the pot and began to stir while it cooled down.*\n**\"Unfortunately not, the person that might be able to help is the person I've been caring for. They are like you, as long as I've remembered they have been asleep. Even before I was born, the problem is I don't got much time left and neither do they...\"**\n*The old man seemed kinda depressed by this. His whole life caring for someone who wouldn't wake up. He seemed distracted however by his work. Quickly going back to focus. Once stirred well enough he took his grimoire and began to cast a spell. A warm green glow came from the pot as the medicine settled. Reaching over her grabbed a small spoon and a few jugs. Taking the pot he gently filled two or three jugs with the warm medicine.*\n**\"Well if you'd like to help me skin the fish that would be helpful. I gotta care for my guest soon, I was unable to give them medicine yesterday...\"**\n*The man said with a bit of a tired look, he placed the jugs next to the fire and began to prepare a seasoning. Taking a small knife and began to chop up serval leaves and spices.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"A person with no name?\" He questioned quietly to himself before speaking up. \"Well if they have been asleep for so long, then sadly I do not think they would be able to help me.\" He said on the matter of them being able to help him. His sister was even younger than he was, and he was quite young, barely an adult by mistune standards. As for his father, he was not quite sure, perhaps they had met at one point and knew each other. But not recently enough for it to be much help for him finding him.\n\nWhen it came to the fish, he hesitantly agreed to it. He did offer, and it would be rude to decline such a simple task simply because he did not care for it. In the past Nicholas had never worried about skinning the animals he killed, his mother always took care of it for him. Although he did know how to do it, just not to the same level as his mother. He would stand up, and as he did, he would accidentally knock over his bag with his tail. Which there only appeared to be one, but it was exceptionally large. In truth, he did have all 9 tails that were attributed to mistune, he just kept them combined most of the time, appearing as one large tail. In a confined space like this though, after realizing what he had done he would hide them with the help of magic. Keeping them out of the way. With the bag haven fallen, some of the contents that were towards the top spilled out. Mainly his flute, notebook, and pencil, all of which were things he used regularly. \n\n\"Oh, let me take care of that first. I will get to the fish in one moment.\" He said and repacked his bag up quickly. He would have time to write in his notebook later, just before going to bed. As of now it was quite empty, having nothing of great importance to write about. But today, he had a little more to remember for himself and to share with the village when he got back home. With the bag cleaned up he would stand up once more and take off his dirty gloves, not wanting to contaminate the fish too much while working with them. He would head over to the kitchen area in the house and look for something to use as a tray along with a knife to cut with. Once the gear he would use was set then it would be time to get the fish and get to work with it. Grabbing one of the fish he would bring it over to the wooden cutting board and would begin working slowly with it. He was no professional when it came to fish skinning, or the skinning of any animals. But he did his best from what he had remembered, following what his mother had taught him, going through the motions as best he could. He had a few issues at first but quickly got used to it and got to work. Once he was done with one fish he would do something quite peculiar. He would start casting a spell he knew, an ice one, freezing his hands and then the fish. This was something his mother often did as well, it would help prolong the life of the fish meat, keeping it from spoiling sooner rather than later. Such practices were important to make sure they had food going into the winter months when meats and other foods would become less common and more difficult to get hold of. Once he completed this final step he would set the fish aside and grab another, repeating the process over and over until completed. Not bothering the man as he worked as well." }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The old man was pleased with his work, coming over he gently picked up one of the fishes and began to salt it before placing it neatly on a rack. Slowly but surly he took all the fish and placed it on the rack then it came to the last two. Inserting a small metal rod into them he placed them over a small stove like fire in the kitchen to slow roast them.*\n**\"Your quite skilled young man, must have been a hell of a trip for you. When I was much younger I used to be just like you. Seeking excitement but as you can see my mother's wishes fall before that. I do wish you the best for finding your loved one.\"**\n*The old man said softly as he turned the fish on the stove. About fifteen minutes later the fish were a golden brown and steaming warm. Taking the seasoning he sprinkled it on the fish. Letting it cool he gently a knife and cut the fish into about three equal portions and with one of the portions into small bite sized chunks. He placed the chunked portion of the food bad on the stove to let it stay warm.*\n**\"Here, it's a thanks for helping me out so much today.\"**\n*The old man handed him a small plate with a seasoned fish. It wasn't exactly too tier food. But it was a pretty decent blend of spice though a decently juicy fish. Surprisingly decent for the materials at hand. He ate fairly slowly occasionally giving small talk as they ate, or at least trying to. As soon as the two were done he took both their plates. Placing them in a small wooden sink*\n**\"If you wish to see that person maybe you might know them...\"**\n*The old man said as he stood up slowly and began to walk up the stairs. Clearly struggling with ascending the stairs. Once at the top there was a small dimly lit hallway with two rooms. One appeared to be the old man's room. A messy bed with a small table at its side with various books haphazardly scattered around the room. The next room over was a locked door. Taking a small key from his pockets he gently opened the door as of to not disturb whom was sleeping. Carrying a plate of chopped food he walked in. Laying on a bed neatly tucked in was another Kitsume. A young girl at least for Kitsumes seemed to lay rest. The gentle motion of her breathing could be Sean rising and falling. Her body was frail and in pretty bad shape. She had silky long black hair that was combed and neatly held together by a small string to prevent it from getting to messy. Her skin was hopelessly pale, she seemed quite thin to. On the bed next to her was a coat hanger with a robe on it. It appeared to be a very old mages robe. It was worn and dull. But the word Miyako was still visible however any other words have long since faded. It wasn't event a guarantee that was her name anyway. She sported seven long bushy dark grey tails that seemed to be perfectly still in their own deep sleep. If he could detect mana he would feel a very strong connection with her. She seemed to have a massive mana pool and a strong connection with the world around her. Perhaps she was a powerful mage before she fell into a deep sleep. The old man took a fork and began to hand feed her. Since she was unable to eat herself. Once he fed a fed her he began to cast a spell. A healing spell which seemed to have little to no effect...*\n**\"This is well the house guest, she's been asleep even before I was born. I reckon at least a century... Never has she awoken from her seemingly endless slumber...\"**\n*The old man said as he gently combed her hair of knots. He then shook her body to make sure the blood was moving. Once he was done her sat down in a chair and just signed.*\n**\"I'm not sure I can save her... She has been my only patient and I've failed every day...\"**\n*The man said clearly shot down, his old age was weighing on him quite heavily as evident by his lack of energy. He seemed quite stressed of his patient, he seemingly begged for freedom deep inside. Wanting nothing more than to spend what little time he had left free of this burden...*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "With the work done Nicholas rubbed his hands on the side of his pants before going back to his stuff and watching the man work to make food they would be eating. It smelt good, the cooked fish that is. It was a nice breath of fresh air from the previously bitter smelling medicine he was working on earlier. When he brought the food over Nicholas thanked him before digging into it. He had worked for this instead of using money, one of the first things he had truly worked for since he had arrived at the continent. He was proud of himself to say the very least. The food itself tasted fine, although it was definitely different to what Nicholas was used to. He ate slowly, enjoying each bite to the best he could know the moment would not last forever. Nothing ever lasted forever and that was the sad part about the world. \n\nAfter coming by and taking the plate, he asked Nicholas a question that he was not expecting all too much. \"I don't think I will, but I guess it won't hurt.\" He said and stood up, grabbing his bag instinctively and throwing it loosely over his shoulder. Nicholas would follow slowly behind the man up the stairs. Even such a simple task took so much effort. He was surprised the old man was still going at this rate. But he did not bring it up, instead just continuing after him quietly to not accidentally make him fall, which he luckily did not. As he entered the hallway he noticed the empty rooms. He was alone, and the only other two people in here were himself and this girl. Although this girl did not seem to make the best of housemates as she was very needy and bringing nothing to the table. Sadly, someone like her was most likely not long for this world, and this would become even more apparent to the young man when he entered the room with her in it, just after the man did. She was frail to say the least, looking like a human sized doll. Her skin pale even compared to those where he was from, most of which blended in with the snow fairly well. \"You have great commitment to your craft, the healers I know would have long given up by this point.\" He said to him while continuing to look over the woman. Noticing with his arcane sense her magic energy and her MANA reserves. At least the general size of them, and was quite surprised by how much she was able to retain even in such a weakened state. \n\n\"Do you mind if I play a song? It usually helps me to relax.\" He asked the old man and began looking through his bag. Waiting for a response before beginning to play for him and the girl. He was hoping that by playing some music perhaps he could calm the old man and relax him a bit more. He had had a long day, and he clearly needed a break from the world and one of the best ways for Nicholas was to do that. Should he say yes to such a request Nicholas would take a seat on the ground nearby one the entrance and begin playing? He would play a tune from his homeland, one his mother had taught him from a young age. Lullaby which always made him fall asleep when he felt tired. When it came to instruments and music, it was one of Nicholas' specialities. Something he was quite good at and enjoyed doing whenever he could, and that showed when he played, getting lost in the music himself." }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The old man agreed, he was too tired to really argue. He seemed exhausted, the tune seemed to at least calm him. For a second he was at peace. His mind wondered for a few seconds at least. Before he stood back up slowly holding the chair.*\n**\"I must go to sleep, when your ready your room is on the bottom floor, second door to your left...\"**\n*The old man stood up and slowly exited. Closing the door softly behind him. He coughed a few times after he left the room. It was clear he was sick, practically dying... Yet he pushed on, he opened the door to his room and went to sleep. He snored a little bit, just loud enough to hear through the walls.*\n\n*The kitsune seemed unaffected by the music. The melody echoed through the room in such a perfect harmony. The song of pure beauty, in Miyako's deep sleep she had been dreaming for what felt like forever. In her mind she dreamt of a life that was no longer hers... She did not know who she was, fragmentation of her past life lingered however. Yet these bits and pieces were slowly training her mind on how to use her body again... She had been doing this for as long as she could remember. Miyako wasn't sure how long she had been like this... She could hear everything around her... At first it was a sweet women who cared and loved her, like she was her own child. Maybe she was her mother? Then one day the woman stopped caring and a boy took her place over time he grew old. Or at least what she had assumed. Try as she might she couldn't move her body. Yet something about this music felt alive. As if someone poured their heart and soul into every note...*\n\n*For Nicholas he could see her covered neatly by the blanket as he played his tune. Her arms remained above the blankets almost crossed as if she was holding a ghost's hands. Suddenly a finger twitched slightly to the beat of his song. She moved, all be it only slightly. Perhaps this gave him the encouragement to play longer and harder. Or maybe it gave him other ideas but what ever Nicholas did she responded positively. For the first time in a long time Miyako moved her arm towards the direction of the sound. All be it very slowly and only her arm moved. Her eyes remained shut, her legs and the other arm were equally as asleep as she was. But none the less her arm nudged it's way to the side of the bed towards Nicholas. With what little strength it had it moved in a slow pace. Almost as if it was reaching out. Unfortunately as soon as it happens it stopped, seemingly falling back asleep.*\n\n*From Miyako's view she felt the dirty blanket move. Did she move her arm? She wasn't sure, she felt like something happened but her mind didn't know what she did. She still felt her magical connections but she felt distant and weak. Almost like she was detected. She wanted to say I'm awake, I'm alive... But try as she might her body refused to move... She simply began to ponder again. Meaningless thoughts drifted her mind. Yet the feeling that her arm moved seemed to remain... An alarm clock of sorts if one could call it that...*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*A light crunching would fill the early morning air as the Elf found himself once more under the shade of the large pines that made up Ombu's forest. It had only been about a month since he last visited, but just as promised, he had returned to pick up the Raccoon who claimed to want to travel with him. Terrel of course didn't have much faith in the idea, not being the first time someone agreed with going only to vanish completely within the week, but he was willing to give him the benefit of the doubt. \n\nHe'd retrace his steps back to where he last remembered leaving the Raccoon, knowing that there'd be an imprint on the ground somewhere if nothing disturbed the area for the time he was gone. Eventually he'd catch sight of the familiar location, soon coming to a stop just before where they were originally standing in their previous discussion. He stood there in silence for a while, not looking to call out to the raccoon, but simply waiting for any sign of him potentially returning. He had made it clear that if Xylon wanted to go he'd be here, so now it was only a matter of time.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The sound of footsteps woke him from his place in the trees, not really the best place to sleep at, but he'd been running from creatures of the night previously until he came across the tree and decided to seek shelter there, few hours of cowering in fear and flinging rocks at the creatures they finally left though not wanting to be chased again the raccoon decided to stay on the tree.*\n\n*After running through this forest for months he had grown accustomed to being alert at the slightest crunch of a twig and also sleeping in random places, he looked around for the source of the noise and eyes eventually landed on a familiar pig mask. He almost completely forgot about the deal he had made but nonetheless he was excited about this* \n\n\"PITMAN—\"\n\n*He yelled before promptly falling off of the tree out of excitement and landed flat on his back and he groaned not the smoothest introduction from last time but hey who's exactly keeping score?*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would look up in time to notice Xylon falling from the tree and would promptly take a step back to avoid him dropping on him as the Raccoon would crash onto the ground.*\"Why were you-\"*He'd begin to ask, soon realizing that whatever the reason was that he was up there, he probably didn't want to know.*\"Had a nice nap, I'm guessing?\"*Terrel would reach his hand down to Xylon to help him up. It seemed like he really was serious about it or as serious as one could take from a person that just fell out of a tree.*\"Seems like you held your end of the deal.\"*He'd continue before a faint grin would appear on his face. \n\nConsider him partially impressed, though whether that was because Xylon was still alive or actually still here, it could be either really. Maybe the kid still had some survival skills yet out here, but if he was sitting up in the trees, he was probably putting hiding into better use than fighting. If it works, it works he supposed, so who was he to judge really?*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ow ow ow- Yeah I had a nice nap until I fell out of course... Stupid tree\" *He winced grabbing Terrell's hand and getting back on his feet and glared at the tree though it looked more like a pout than anything menacing, dusting off some dirt before smiling at Terrell confidence radiating off of him.*\n\n\"Well since I'm still alive\" *He gestures to himself, he wasn't supporting many injuries aside from few new bruises that weren't there before* \"Now it's *Your* Turn to hold your own end of the deal!\" *He says triumphantly grinning ear to ear.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*With Xylon back up on his feet, the Elf would let go of his hand.*\"Well fortunately for you, where we're going there won't be many trees.\"*He'd say, brushing off his cloak in discovering a twig that decided to make its home there.*\"But we're going to have to stock up a lot when we get there. Let's just say, my business in Mentia gave me a sudden change in plans. About to go on a life-risking adventure with the potential of never returning.\"*He'd say casually.*\"You know. The usual. There won't be many places to leave you at, but if you're not sure about wanting to go, it would be best to make your mind before we leave this place because where we're going, there won't be as much...\"*He'd tug at a loose branch, pulling it down by the end of it in waiting for it to snap before he'd let it fall to the ground.*\"Cover...\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I think I could handle it, I mean I survived this far right? Besides I like a challenge!\" *He smirks confident air still upholding, whilst on the inside he was everything but confident his head is already swimming with doubt and instinct to turn back.*\n\n*But Nylon was stubborn and that almost always landed him in many many many sticky situations even if he did come out in one piece, the scar on his back stung at the memory of his less than fortunate incident due to his idiocy, but that's a story for another day.*\n\n\"Just curious, where are we heading exactly? There won't be many trees, but that's not exactly a big clue to wherever we're heading\" *He inquired pestering away the scenarios in his head of how he'll die.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He'd let out a snort of suppressed laughter, soon turning away from the Raccoon as he'd begin to head off into the forest without paying attention to whether or not he was following.*\"Your confidence will either get you killed or end with you destroying a small town. My gold is on the former until you've lived for as long as I have in half the places I've been.\"*He'd say, retracing his steps back a bit before making a turn in knowing they'd have to head South East to reach their destination.*\n\n\"Right now, we're heading to the Siuian Empire. If we can pass through the country within the next couple of months, there are a couple people we'll be meeting up with in the Steppes to travel with.\"*He'd explain to him, not sure if the Raccoon was even sure of where the locations were or if he's been mostly hanging around the same place for most of his life.*\n\n\"Whatever you plan on doing when we reach the Empire, try not to draw attention to yourself. I don't want to have to drag you away from some fight waiting to happen because you couldn't help yourself from waving a dagger at the first person you see.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He scoffed at the last comment* \"Not unless they wave their daggers first Pitman, I'm not going to kill people without a reason\" *He followed the larger elf in his walk* \"And besides my confidence hasn't gotten me killed yet but the idea of a town burning is tempting\" *He said trying his best to keep up with him with his small legs, he wasn't sure about these new names Terrell keeps mentioning those are definitely places he has never been before, but that's just more exciting, just imagining seeing new places instead of the old structures he had seen before made his curiosity shoot up alongside his ever-growing fear that's being repressed at the moment.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Terrel would scoff.*\"You wouldn't kill people with a reason. Have you ever even fought before? Like properly?\"*The Elf would ask back to him. He could admire the overconfidence, but if it hadn't yet gotten him killed, it was bound to in a place as big as the empires. People were hardly tolerable there much like the enforcers there to keep the peace.*\"Or frankly even been to an Empire before? Believe you can fight people all you want, I've yet to see you win in a match against a tree.\"*The Elf didn't seem to notice Xylon struggling keep up, making much easier strides across the forest floor without noticing the struggle of someone with much shorter legs than his own.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Of course I can fight properly-\" *He frowned at the Terrell* \"I just don't do it often unless I get cornered and to answer your other question no I haven't exactly seen or been to these empire places I mostly stay at here and at home. Though I don't go there much nowadays\" *The paintings were haunting him every time he came back to his old home, and he'd get nightmares of screaming figures of his parents often, so not exactly the best place to stay sometimes, but that's really all he had, and he wasn't about to just live in a rundown alley anytime soon, a ticket out of this place could make him forget it and start anew maybe even find a new family though the odds are more so he'd die on the way and risk not see his dreams come to fruition.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Well you're about to be in for a treat.\"*He'd say with Xylon answering his question about never visiting the empire.*\"We'll probably just be staying at the different Taverns we find there as we travel through if not camping out for the nights in the wilderness. I'd enjoy whatever you manage to convince me to buy while we're there if I were you because once we leave, we won't be eating the same way, if it all. I'd like to think that's still up in the air.\"*He'd say, laughing at their own potential demise in him knowing they were about to travel through some unknown desert in the middle of summer with no clue what they'd be up against. He'd push back a branch that threatened to get in his way, soon continuing on until he could find a thin ray of light that suggested where the forest ended.*\"And who knows, maybe we can put your sneaking skills to the test while we're there. What's a little mischief every now and then?\"*He'd say as he turned back to notice the Raccoon frowning. Terrel could at least give him some hope. He'd rather see his skills prior to leaving for the desert at least. One could only imagine how it would end for them in a life threatening situation if he couldn't even hold his own.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"You can start making a few when we reach the border, for now there is not much to do for a good long while until we get all the down there. The quiet of the desert have always has been pleasant to me.\"\n\n*They'd smile under the plate helm as they watched the rolling dunes of red sand across the highlands with the babo mountains rising in the east as they headed down a lonely and quiet trial. A few things bumped in the cart as the horse walked over a short bump on their path that shook the contents inside, he looked back and put most of it back in its original spot and then focused on the way ahead.*\n\n\"So, Have you ever been to Kadho or Prasia?.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*After stretching for a few seconds, Amu let out a light sigh and straightened up into a proper sitting position. Since the wasn't going to be much else to do, might as well talk the time away with the nice fellow.*\n\n\"Well, I had to cross through Radio to get to SII, so yes. More specifically, I spent a few days in Norse... One of it's more well known towns. It was a really nice stay, actually, because of all the delicious food they have! A lot of people there know how to season and cook fish to the perfect taste and texture... I stayed there a bit longer than I should have, but I couldn't really resist.\"\n\n*Amu let out a cheeky grin while thinking back to it all. His tails would swing side-to-side behind him in unison, as he looked out towards the dunes that surrounded them. Not a lot of places back in Albania have quite the great taste that the seafood in Radio does... Almost makes him want to move up over there. Getting all his things to Norse in one piece though, was a rather disheartening notion. Guess he'll just have to live with remembering the taste, or travelling up once or twice a year.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I make most my business in Kadho, well most of my earning anyway as they always go for a good deal on goods from places where they say the 'metal is richer'. In my opinion all metal is the same... Just how you help make it into something meaningful.\"\n\n*He would be honest in his thinking yet he did know that both Siui and Prasia were rich in ore and were plenty full of miners and blacksmiths that stayed in the towns and serviced the countries. He was different however, he never liked being stuck at one place for too long or he'd start to feel uneasy and uncomfortable. So he started this travelling lifestyle around a route he has been going on for a good couple years now.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"If you can get a lot of business in Radio, why not just stay there?... You must've heard about my recommendation on their food. A lot of nice people too! You should really consider it if you somehow haven't before.\"\n\n*Amu leaned forward from his sitting position, maybe speaking a bit louder than he himself expected. He'd then clear his throat and sit back down while watching the man. He could possibly just be a person who enjoys travelling, which is why he continually goes around in a circle through the three countries... But that was rather unreasonable to the little kemonomimi.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Heh, i could if i would but that would mean leaving what i have for something any other person with a hammer and some metal can do anywhere else. I get to travel all around and do my work without having to lay my feet down in a place i'd get to used to. The good food is something to be excited for instead of being the day in day out way of life i'd be living if i stayed there.\"\n\n*He had his reasons for this way of life and he did change it up by doing a few jobs and contracts when he was low on funds but he liked the travelling way. Enjoying the views of nature and taking each step at a time along an ever-changing trail as how he would put it.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Anon murmured to himself while slowly leaning himself against the side of the carriage, careful to not lay onto any of the supplies that he could end up breaking or messing with. He somewhat understood what the guy was talking about... There are some things that are just better if you only experience them once in a while. Although he couldn't really wrap his head around the idea of continually travelling and being on the go, like, how're you supposed to have good relationships like that?*\n\n\"It just sounds really lonely to me. I do a lot of healing back at New Albania, and I do my work over at my home. Inviting the people in and giving them a nice look is always something to look forward to, especially when I've tended to them before. Sometimes they stay a bit longer so we can have some tea or eat together... How're you supposed to do all that if you're always moving?\"\n\nᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵃʸ ʷᵃˢ ᵃ ᵇⁱᵗ ᵒᵛᵉʳʷʰᵉˡᵐⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵒ ˢᵒʳʳʸ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵒⁿᵍ ʷᵃⁱᵗ" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "_It had been a long time since Almann returned home to the city of Ainakil. The city wasn't much, but it was enough for him to be content with the business he got there. As he weaved his horse throughout the small city he recognized plenty of faces along the way. Locals he had gotten to know over the past months, and develop a cordial relationship with. You always had the same group of elders, 3 in all, playing a 3-way board game that Almann never understood how to play and the same group of children playing in the streets, begging Almann, for keepsakes, toys, sweets, and trinkets. People in Ainakil were relaxed to say the least, most people knew each other, and crime wasn't that big of an issue like in many places of the Salvainian Empire. Strangers only really came to Ainakil if they had business or knew someone here. Perhaps pirates were the biggest issue, but they didn't come in from land like Almann did._\n\n_As he rounds the corner he looks upon a familiar sight. The road that leads his shop goes down directly to the docks. From here Almann can clearly see the glitter off the bay. Perhaps, he thought, he ought to go fishing later. After all, the news around the town is that huge flocks of fish had been swarming in the bay since the beginning of the season._\n\n_Almann trots up to his shop, carefully tying his horse off in the public stables adjacent to him, and opens the door._\n\n_Not to his surprise, he is greeted by the many faces he is familiar with. Although they may look similar, given they are all brothers and sisters by blood, he could tell each of them out by the difference in their voices and behavior. Indeed, Almann had plenty of people working under him, maintaining the shop, cleaning the building, and keeping the business afloat while he was gone. They were all brothers and sisters of the same family, with their patriarch Muadhib, a good friend of Almann's._\n\n_Muadhib was one of the best spear fishermen in the entire world, Almann thought. He towered most other men, standing well almost two and a half meters tall with an imposing complexion and a large (but well kept) beard to match it all. He had multiple wives, each of them bearing numerous children, and those children filling up the halls and houses the Muadhib owned. However, having that many rugrats running around grated on the man, so he asked Almann to keep them held up in his shop. With five decently sized bedrooms, a work area, a shop area, and many other amenities, Almann managed to house 11 of them._\n\n_The youngest were aged 6, 8, and 10, and taught letters and maths at their young age at Almann's request after he had shared his knowledge with the older siblings he housed. Their names were Grana, Lana, and Ori. The middle children were aged 13, 15, 15, 16, and 17. Their names were Na'im, and the quadruplets Aya, Mya, Jal, and Abdel. They did most of the cleaning, cooking, and grunt work, with many taking classes in blacksmithing and trade work and reading Almann's notes on similar topics. The oldest were aged 18, 18, and 21. The two twin sisters, Aelia and Relia, and the older son Abram. These three proved themselves invaluable to Almann._\n\n_Aelia was an exceptional tanner and seamstress. She made most of the clothing her and her siblings wore on a daily basis. She tanned leathers and hides so that her brother Abram, who was Almann's apprentice, could make them into cushioned hilts for daggers and rudimentary swords. Relia had a natural silver tongue, able to (sometimes too assertively) strike deals with the even the most stubborn of local merchants and peddlers. Almann was simply amazed at how well these three caught on to his business. All three of them were clearly savants. What took Almann years to master only took them a few weeks, and what took Almann a few weeks, took them at most a few days. Perhaps the most lucky for him was that their living expenses were entirely paid by their father, and, as promised, Almann would make sure they learn skills to make themselves successful after they become old enough to start their own businesses or marry while also keeping a sturdy roof over their heads._\n\n_Recollecting all of this, Almann does his rounds with the children of his comrade in war (they had both done their business on the Irtutian border) and focuses on the different things they have made. Some of the smaller children watched their older brother, Abram, make trinkets, silverware, bronzeware, among other things, and seemed to try to imitate him. Almann inspected the smaller makeshift toys and metal coins the children were able to make themselves, with the girls beginning to sow and tan like their sister Aelia, and compliments the children on their hard work._\n\n_Almann then goes on to inspect the work of his apprentice and dismisses the children to the back rooms to go read and play, leaving the shop corner of the building to him and the three eldest siblings. While he inspects the work of Abram, he asks them to go over the dealings of the shop in the months he had been away, giving him a report on the profits, new customers, and potential beneficial ties to other merchants. They quickly become engrossed in a conversation about the recent business dealings of the city._" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Anakin was the rabbit's next 'target.' Reading up on it, Auburn had found that it was quite a nice place. Maybe it wasn't the best place for 'regifting', but it would be a far easier time than the more militaristic cities. But everywhere, there would be people less fortunate. The beggar on the street that was too weak to stand, the family wearing the same clothes every day, washing them in the stream because they were too poor to buy new ones, or the urchins that ran in the streets. They could be found everywhere, no matter how prosperous an area was.*\n\n*But of course, she couldn't simply walk in, steal things, and get out. She had to establish herself at least a little bit. Walking over to the beggar, she opens a sack full of food, handing him a soft loaf of bread. It's almost fresh, and it was. It was from the bakery the next city over. They wouldn't miss a single loaf of bread, but this man would consider it a lifesaver.*\n\n*The man's eyes light up as he sees the loaf of bread in front of him, graciously taking it in with both hands. Before he can say a word, the rabbit scampers off, giving him a wave before hopping away. Now, to steal something of actual value...*\n\n*There. A building that seemed to be a tinkerer's shop, or maybe belonging to a blacksmith? Either way, Auburn would see a tall Macon walking inside. Hm.*\n\n*Carefully, Auburn enters, hoping to look like a customer. 'Remember, just take something and run.'*\n\n\"Hello?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "_Almann finishes his conversation with the three in Siuian tongue. Relia gets behind the counter, Aelia goes in the back with the children, and Abram continues to work in the next room on several pieces for display and selling._\n\n_As Auburn walked into the shop, she would see jewelry, swords, daggers, spears, shields, among other miscellaneous sharp and otherwise useful objects to the everyday citizen. Perhaps the thing that would stand out among the entire shop was a shield. It wasn't a particularly ornate shield, the bronze inlay on the ironwood body of the shield itself shined much brighter than it's counter parts. The spit-sheened steel reinforcement on it's side looked immensely sturdy. Perhaps what was most interesting, was that the bronze inlay seemed to resemble a viper with horns, with the intent of intimidating the opponent of the user._\n\n_It hung low above one of the dagger display cases on the left side of the shop._\n\n_Almann claps his hands together and offers a welcoming grin to the kemonomimi._\n\n\"Hello! Welcome to Denwen's Forge. How can we help you today?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The timid rabbit jumps back in surprise, then smiles once she sees who seems to be the store owner.*\n\n\"Hi! I'm just looking around. As you can see, I'm not exactly looking for weapons...\"\n\n*She spread her arms out to her side, and indeed she wouldn't. The kemonomimi would be dressed quite plainly, with somewhat loose-fitting clothing and a small sack on her back.*\n\n*Shit. She didn't exactly think of a reason to be here. Fortunately, there was jewelry as well as weapons. Auburn wasn't exactly the best with those (besides knives and daggers).*\n\n\"I'm looking for some jewelry, for a friend. Mind if I try some on?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "_Almann eyes the kemonomimi up and down, walk towards her and getting in close, narrowing his eye at her and scratching his chin. He pays close attention to her eyes, hair, and ears, while also thinking through the different types of jewelry that would look well on her. The colors have to compliment or match. As it seems that her eyes were a soft brown, and he knew just what color could fit._\n\n_He was thinking a simple gold necklace would look well on her, and perhaps any friend she had. Gold was the default choice for many people, and this customer was no exception. Some flattery would work in his favor to get her to pay a bigger amount. Though she didn't look like she was of any status, but it was best to try anyways._\n\n\"Sure. But before we continue I have to get a gauge of what your friend looks like. Are they as pretty as you? If not... Could you give me a description? Jewelry is best worn when it compliments the wearer you know.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Fuck. He's studying her, carefully. Did he perhaps suspect her true intentions? Did she not hide her knives well enough? Her boots shift ever so slightly just in case, suddenly realizing just how many weapons there are in this shop, many of them having a shining bronze color. It's bronze, of course it would.*\n\n\"Well, I-I really can't say anything about that. She does look pretty similar to me though.\"\n\n*Auburn visibly blushes at all the flattery. Clasping her hands, she turns away slightly, though the Macon can see an embarrassed smile form on her face. It's too bad that she's going to steal him, but she wasn't looking for any relationship.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "_Almann slips a gold necklace out from under his sleeve, dangling it in front of her face. The necklace itself was all that ornate, and it wasn't the more pure gold, but it was real gold. It was one of his apprentice's experimental pieces, not one of the more expensive ones Almann himself made. Why would Almann show a customer who clearly isn't of higher stature a more highly priced piece of jewelry? He would have to make her ask for something better, look desperate to buy what humble piece he's teased her with._\n\n_Almann grins._\n\n\"How is this?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*It was gold. Real gold. Auburn's eyes practically lock onto the thing.*\n\n\"Wow... How much is it? I am looking for a more expensive piece.\"\n\n*This was good. Perfect. If she could get her hands on an expensive piece and sell it, she could buy who knows how much bread she could buy with this. And the gold... Not yet. Focus on the now.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "As the liquid swirled in the mug and swirled again, Raj found herself entranced in thought as she leaned against the bar. Though the train of thought wasn't very straight-forward, Raj was thinking of everything and nothing at once, like she always had. At times like these Raj wished she would have brought some books along. Even re-reading her favorites three times straight would have been more interesting then the solitude she and her thoughts had together. For once she wanted to act more and think less, and it looked like today odds were swaying in her favor. \n\nThe door flung open and another stranger made it into the tavern, Raj hadn't minded to turn her head or catch a glimpse of who had walked in, not until he was at the bar asking for water. She raised her eyebrows, side-eyeing the man as she sipped from her drink. Masked and odd colored hair, asking for water in a place dedicated to liquor. What a weird man. Raj shook off the thought, it was rude to base on appearances alone, she knew that all too well. She scratched her head awkwardly as she scolded herself for such thoughts, maybe she was a little too hard on herself sometimes. \n\nRaj took a deep breath before finishing the rest of her drink in one sitting, clearing her throat and cocking her head toward the masked man. She scanned the mask for a brief second before she actually spoke. \n\n\"Is it real?\" Raj asked. \"The mask?\" \n\nThe oni raised her eyebrows, hoping for an answer regardless of which direction. Either way it was articulate and unique, she hadn't seen one quite like it. And if anyone knew Raj well enough, it was that she couldn't keep her mouth shut. If curious, she'd ask a million questions before taking the hint to be quiet. \n\nTo be honest, she wasn't very good at knowing when someone didn't want to talk, or if they were a person not to be approached. It had got her in a few sticky situations at times, but she sure never learned her lesson. Social cues were trial and error for the woman, she'd either spend her time rambling or listening so well her company thinks she's zoned out. It was hard to find a middle ground, it was something she'd been working on for a long time." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*It took Terrell a short while to notice Raj was talking to him, too drowned out by his own exhaustion before he could finally pick up on it. His gaze shifted to the side, glancing over at the oddly colored On through the cover of his mask. It wasn't often he met Ones, especially not outside Among. Another traveler looking for adventure or had the war truly reached well beyond the borders in bringing new patrons to its cause and destruction? Maybe it was neither, and she just so happened to come here, though she seemed a lot more willing to talk than most people he met at a tavern.\n\nTerrell let out an exhalation of air, one that could have soon turned into a chuckle as he pushed back the pain of traveling to focus on Raj for a moment.*\"If by real, you mean did I behead a pig to make this thing...\"*He began.*\"Then no, but wouldn't that be a funny idea?\"*Terrell had yet to know what a 'fake mask' was anyhow. Perhaps Ones figured most masks to have to originate from the thing it portrayed, but Terrell had this mask for years for it to be the remains of a once living animal. He eyed her for a moment, making light note of her purplish skin and scrawny frame. What a strange On.*\n\n\"But if that's what you're wanting to believe, I can easily pretend it is.\"*He said casually, perhaps playing it off as a sort of joke. His glass of water was soon brought to him, leaving a pause between his words as he has drunk away at it. The dry feeling in his throat reacted irritably to it, but eventually the worst of it faded away by the time he lowered his cup back down. He didn't seem to care much from the oddity of ordering water in a tavern, typically getting water whenever he came by unless he was planning on staying for a long while. For now, it was just a sanctuary of rest from the ambushes Media carried nowadays. He wondered if Raj was in the same situation, though seeing how willing she was to open up conversation, he began to doubt it quickly.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Of course it wasn't real, Raj smiled awkwardly and followed with a laugh. If it had been real, that would have taken quite the skill to preserve it. It was plenty worth the question and break of silence. Unfortunately, it only brought more theories to mind. As much as she'd hate to admit it, Raj was nosy. \n\n\"Regardless, I've never seen anything quite like it,\" She responded, looking down at her empty cup. She pushed it onto the bar and called the barkeep for seconds, her eyes following the mug as it was refilled. \n\nAs she did so, it gave her a moment to think before talking again. Out of all things, the one thing she hadn't stopped to think of was why. Surely Raj couldn't just ask such a bold question, even if she could she probably wouldn't. Besides, no one liked being questioned over personal choices. If she were going to ask questions, they might as well not be invasive. \n\n\"Just curious,\" The woman started. \"Any inspiration or meaning behind it?\" Raj asked, her eyes breaking from the cup and readjusted them toward the masked stranger. She took it in hand, pressing the mug to her lips for a moment before taking a drink. \n\nDespite knowing how badly questions were disliked by some people, Raj just couldn't help herself from being curious anyway. There was no harm in innocent questions, that's why she thought them out so carefully. She'd rather be blunt about it any time of day, but that took another level of comfortability. Raj favored the safety factor over her own desires, at least in some aspects. Yeah, she chose a career in the line of bounty hunting, a dangerous game in itself, but beyond that she was a cautious woman. Raj only had her father to thank for those precautions. Had it not been for his guidance, she might have been quite the reckless spirit." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The Sinai stared at her blankly at the question. Or rather, that was the normal look his mask gave off with it covering most of his face. This wasn't the first time someone had asked about it, though Terrell rarely ever gave a direct answer to it. Instead, mostly just providing a different one each time.*\"Consider it a familial thing.\"*He decided to answer this time. It was partially true, though the story was deeper than what he felt like explaining. He was one to shrug off most things, the reason behind why he wears a mask often being one of them. Sometimes people simply wore masks. Regardless, it seemed like the On was looking for a conversation to which he eventually turned to fully face her, his cloak shifting along his back at the small movement.*\n\n\"Can't say I've seen an On since my time in Among.\"*He decided to say back. In fact, he could hardly recall a time he's met an On outside the kingdom. It was probably wrong to assume all On simply stayed around there, but with her unique look, perhaps it was a little less than coincidental that she was this far from the country.*\"What kind of On are you anyway?\"*He asked rather bluntly. An eyebrow slightly rose, more so in thought. While Terrell kept himself knowledgeable on the more common races. Ones were typically where he drew a blank.\n\nHe found them more admirable than Sinai at times, mostly though their combat oriented outlook in life compared to the steadfast magic users of his childhood. Though he never went so far as to learn about them. Most things he had been learning on the go anyway in his years of traveling. Some things he simply couldn't learn at home. He had come to discover that rather quickly upon leaving the steppes behind.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Nicholas gave the old man a nod and continued to play his song. Flowing with the music and just enjoying it as he usually did. He knew of the basics of the old man's trouble and played. Hopefully easing him into a comfortable rest. At least as comfortable as he could get with whatever condition he might have had. As he played he would soon notice the minor movements of the girl. He was shocked to say the very least, from what he had heard she had not moved an inch for hundreds of years. Was he just lucky or had he perhaps found what was needed to wake her? Only time would really tell, and Nicholas wanted to know. But for now it seemed she was struggling somewhat, just barely tapping along with her arm, keeping beat with the song. The more he played the more she continued to do so, and now he had an idea. He was not sure it would work, but considering such a slow and soothing tune was working, perhaps something a little more energetic in its own way might wake her body up. It was just a hunch, but it was very much worth a shot. So he stopped for a second and stood up. \n\nWith himself now standing up he would begin thinking of a song, what song would work best to wake her up. He moved over to the window and looked out, noticing the mountains, stars, and most importantly the moon. And that was when it had struck him, which song to play that is. He would take a seat in the windowsill and bring his flute up to his mouth, beginning to play quietly. It was a melody that was calming, much like the last one, although it was very much different. The last one was much more slavic sounding, but this one, likely would sound more similar to the woman as it was a tune Nicholas' father taught him. One from the continent and was very different to the ones back home. Being much more oriental sounding and even middle eastern to some extent. Either way it was quite the piece. Being quiet, and calm, but with the accents he put on every note, it sounded energetic and fast. Something that would be played at perhaps an epic occasion of some sort. Although after about a minute of playing it would begin to slow down, returning to how it started as more of a lullaby piece. Something to put someone to sleep or keep them calm. While he played he watched her, hoping to see some movement aside from just her arm tapping to the beat, and maybe, just maybe it would cause her to wake up. Freeing herself from the curse of never ending sleep, and the old man from never ending servitude, something he did not deserve to live through his entire life. No matter how long or short it would be. \n\nWhile he played and watched her, hoping for any reaction, he would forget about the magic he had in place for his tails, revealing all nine. The same silver color as his hair with brown tips at the end. Making it clear who and what he was. He was both lucky and cursed to have all 9 tails that a Kitsune could have. Most had fewer, his mother only had 5, his father 7, and his sister 3. It made him an envy of many, while also making life more difficult, keeping all nine from getting in the way. Which was a problem he had a lot of in his younger years. But now as an adult, he had learned to control them better and keep them from getting in the way. Along with using magic to hide them from being seen when he wanted them to be. Although now lost in the music and moment he mostly forgot and just focused on playing. Making sure to get every note just right." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Mikado could hear the music pick up, maybe the strange visitor felt her screams for help. She had always been yelling yet no one could hear her. It was like a dream of sorts. A nightmare rather, the ones where you scream, but no sound comes out. Mikado felt so helpless, so weak. It pained her to only be able to hear the world around her. She wanted to wake up from this dream bell she would accept death as an option to... She tried with all her might to scream, but her body refused to move any father then the initial finger twitches.*\n\n*With all of her thoughts she tried desperately to reach out. Her body refused to move. Her arm and hand remaining perfectly still. If Nicholas was watching he would see her arm move a few inches towards him then fall still again. It was as if she was trying to reach out to him. With all her strength yet she still fell short. The wind blew gently into the room, as if she had made the air move. Nicholas felt a little chilly as the gentle blue glow of the moon lit the room dimly. The oil lamp on the wall was about to burn out with a small flame still burning barely giving off any light.*\n\n*Mikado didn't remember who she was, all she had done was listen. And listen she did. She remembered falling but why or how she did not? Maybe she was dead? No, this wasn't death, this was a special kind of hell. Mikado had long since lost track of time. She wasn't sure how long she had been like this? Maybe she was always like this. Perhaps she was just being pessimistic, but she had hope. A candle in an infinite darkness.*\n\n*Mikado looked strangely peaceful in this state. Despite how frail she looked, she seemed to almost glow like this. Her pale skin gently lit by a dim blue moon was quite pretty. For someone who had been sleeping she was still quite a beautiful sight for sore eyes. Her long black hair seemed to be about waste long. With a small string barely holding it all together. The covers of the blankets seemed to keep most of her body hidden, with her arms and the very top of her bear chest exposed to the moon light. Nothing was visible however quite thankfully if Nicholas had any respect in that department. Perhaps he would feel a bit of pity for her, for what is likely to be most of her life. She has been in this state. Maybe it was a scary dream world she would never leave. Or perhaps a paradise of everything she could ever want. But there was no true way to learn of what was happening in her mind. Perhaps she just redacted to the music, or maybe the music was able to trigger something inside her. Like a hidden memory in how to move her arm.*\n\n*Either way the fact was plane as day, for what might have been the first time in an entire century she was able to move something. Waking up was definitely going to be a challenge. But just maybe with the right stimulation he might be able to save her... Just maybe he could save someone from the brink of nothingness. And endless world of thoughts and hopelessness.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "With the song now over, Nicholas would put his flute down, leaving it in the windowsill as he stood up. He would walk over to her and watch her, trying to reach out to him and the sound he had made. He would take a seat in the chair the old man had used earlier, bringing it a bit closer to the bed she laid on, and eventually gently grabbed her cold hand. Feeling it gently, scared to accidentally break it with how frail she looked. \"Can you hear me?\" He asked her in a soft voice. Trying to be as gentle as possible in every way. Perhaps he was being overly cautious, but he would rather be safe than sorry. She had been asleep for many decades, nearing if not already over a century. So there was always the chance of some strange shock from too loud of words or sounds. \"Squeeze my hand if you can hear me.\" He requested of her, waiting for a response. He was nearly 100% sure she could hear him, but not about understanding. Like the sound of something and being drawn to it was very different from understanding a word or sentence and responding to it. Although, they could be seen as not too different of things. \n\nWaiting for a response Nicholas would quietly mumble an old prayer his mother would sometimes use whenever she was nervous. It sounded almost like music, being spoken in his native tongue with an added tune. Some would even consider it music. But for him, it was not complex enough to truly be music. He hoped that maybe the prayer would ask whatever god or higher power that was up there to help this woman and elderly man, the inhabitants of this home to be better, treated of their sicknesses. In the past such requests never worked, but it was something he defaulted to from his mother. Even though he had very few religious beliefs himself and was far from a worshiper of God. Either way he would keep chanting quietly, waiting for some response from the girl in one way or another." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Her hands were ice-cold, she felt like a living ice cube. Surprisingly her skin was stunningly soft. While she was definitely frail she was at least able to not crumble from basic movements. Likely the old man's healing magic and medicine had slowed down her degradation by quite a bit. He may not realize it but if he wasn't doing such things she would have withered away decades ago. Her body would have just shut down if it were not for him. It was a miracle she was cared for at all. As he gently held her hand he felt a weak pulse in her hand. She was definitely alive, which might be reassuring, or perhaps it did the opposite. Knowing such a weak pulse existed, there was a good chance she might never be able to leave the bed once she woke up.*\n\n*Mikado definitely could hear him. Though the sounds were muffled. Like when your drowning underwater. You can hear everything, but it sounds so distant... In her own hell it was a curse of sorts... Although she had no perception of time in this state. She heard him asking her to squeeze his hand if she could hear him. She tried with all her might to move her hand. But it simply didn't respond. She could hear him pray... She hoped that maybe the gods would listen... Furthermore, she really did, she wanted to wake up. Furthermore, she felt like she was there with one of her own kind. The others didn't feel like her. Perhaps this was something that manifested in her subconsciousness. But what ever it was a driving force.*\n\n*For a split second Nicholas felt the slight twitch of her hands. As if they were trying their best to squeeze. With each finger struggling to move. Slowly but surely he felt a very gentle but weak grasp. She could hear him, while she couldn't really talk back to him. At least he could talk to her, kind of special hell if you really think about it.*\n\n*Maybe this was the first time Nicholas prayers went answered. Maybe this was a sign, or maybe this was just random thoughts. Mikado still seemed to be deep in a perpetual sleep. However after this one moment of miracle she would move no more. Just the gentle and weak pulse of her frail heart. And a slow but steady up and down of her breathing. Her eyes remained closed, unable to see such a beautiful world around them. Her two large fluffy eyes seemed to be listening quietly. What ever song he has sung or what every prayer he sang. She could hear the world. The sound of birds chirping in the springs. Taunting her of a world she did not remember, the only world she knew of was the infinite nothingness of her endless dream like state. It was practically the same thing if a thought became aware of itself. They would only know the world that is themselves. Anything beyond them, they would never be able to experience. Perhaps he would feel a little of pity for the girl. Such a hell seemed to be worse than death. And it definitely was a special one.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "With the response of her squeezing his hand he smiled. It looked like he was lucky and god had taken favor on him. At least hopefully he did and this was not some sort of cruel joke. When she stopped giving a response though, and only her pulse could be felt he let go and stood up. \"My name is Nicholas Alger, son of George Alger. It is a pleasure to meet you Ms, I sadly do not know your name but I hope you wake up soon.\" He said quietly, before saying the same thing in his native tongue, although it likely sounded like nothing other than just a bunch of nonsensical noises to her. One he was done he went over to his bag and took a seat, taking out his notebook and pencil and began writing in it. He wrote first about his adventurers through Lymia. The strange elves and people he met while traveling through. And at the bottom of each page he would draw a small sketch of the events as well, they were no masterpieces, but they looked nice. Something that someone could look at and see that the artist put their heart into it, and that was what he did. Nicholas had always had this skill, to put his heart into every piece of art he did, from music to drawing, to writing. \n\nHe would soon get to the part where he first entered Parasia, writing about its mountains and flora. And for an image drawing a set of mountains with snow capped peaks and the winds blowing down, cooling a village below, The village being the one he had passed through before getting to the place he was staying now. Then on the page just to the side he would write about Ergail and his home, drawing a crude image of him next to the outside of his house. Taking some liberties with its designs since he did not get too much time to look at it and draw a very detailed version of it. And the last important part would be the page about the woman, the one who may be named Miyako. He would write that he played music for her and she began to respond after 100 years of sleep, along with what songs he played and how he played them. Then to the page just to the side of this one he would begin to draw. Drawing Miyako herself as best he could, looking back at her, using the moonlight as his main light source. He would keep drawing, putting a lot of time into it before eventually stopping, not being able to draw anymore as his wrist began to bother him and the fact he had been on his feet all day started to catch up to him.\n\nNicholas probably could have gotten up and left to go downstairs to his room. But he decided against it, instead he decided to spend the night upstairs in the room with Miyako. Partially because he was tired and did not want to move himself downstairs, but also in case she fully woke up in the middle of the night. Which although unlikely was still a possibility. He would keep himself to the floor near his bag, using his nine tails as a blanket and bed of sorts to keep himself somewhat warm and comfortable throughout the night, and using his backpack as a pillow. It was not the best night sleep he could have gotten, but him wanting to be there the moment she awoke made it be no problem at all for him. Thinking about the man and the woman as he slept, he figured he could spend a few nights in this village, helping them out. There was no rush to find his family right? And this would act as a way to complete his other goals. He just could not, no would not forget about George and Zara. His father and sister and the reason he left home. The moment he had concluded business here he would head off to find them. When would that be though? Only time could really tell for him." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The floor wasn't anything special, made from roughly cut wooden boards it was far from comfortable. Nicholas would likely get a splinter or two from sleeping on the floor like this. Perhaps his thoughts drifted as the world around him grew dark. The moon light slowly faded as it rose beyond the window. At around the same time the oil lamp finally extinguished itself. A small whiff of smoke trailed out of the glass basin of the lamp. Now the room was truly dark, if Nicholas could tell the time or guess it to it was around midnight. Perhaps a little past midnight to, with the room starved of light perhaps he would finally succumb to his exhaustion from a long day of work.*\n\n*The following morning the early rays of light peeked through the window that was a meter of so above Nicholas. The very top of the sun could be seen creeping it's way up in the early morning. The old man was probably already up, by the presence that there was no snoring. The sleeping girl remained asleep still. Her arm still in the position that it was last night. The warm smell of fish could be smelt from downstairs. Perhaps the old man left some food out for him to.*\n\n*Mikado couldn't smell anything in her dream like world. She felt the warmth of the heat of the morning sun. She wondered what the sun looked like. Furthermore, she barely remembers what anything looked like to be frank. Her mind was fuzzy. It felt so strange to her, the only world she really knew was the world she could hear.*\n\n*The house was empty, just him and her. On the door was a small note, it was written in an almost Scribble. It was difficult to read from a distance. Even up close it was a bit of a pain to read. It read \"Out running errands, food is downstairs. Please feed and give our guest one spoon full of medicine before noon. Will be back before dinner.\"*\n\n*Just outside the sound of birds could be heard chirping in the distance. A gentle breeze had blown in from mountains making it extra chilly today. Perhaps close to freezing cold, if it were not for fire one may run the risk of hypothermia. The window had no shutters or glass. However, a small unlit fireplace was in the opposite side of the room. It had no wood and appeared to untouched. Perhaps the old man never used it, its condition seemed to reflect that. It looks like it was in a miserable state. Other than that today might as well be Nicholas' one free day. A sort of day to maybe relax.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Nicholas' rest throughout the night was sub-par to say the very least. But he managed to fall asleep just from how much work he had done the day prior. When he woke up he would make a loud yawn and would rub his face with his hands and begin to stretch, waking himself up. He had a slight pain in his back from sleeping on the hardwood floor, and it was only because he was still wearing his light armor did he not get any splinters the floor would have given him. He would slowly stand up and look out the window, guessing it was later than it actually was. With how far north he was used to being, the days were often shorter than the nights. But here, further south, they tended to be much more equal in their standing. \"Good morning Ms,\" He said looking over at the woman. The sun shining on her, giving her a warmer glow than the moon did the night before. \"I hope whatever sounds I had made during the night did not bother you.\" Nicholas was a fairly quiet sleeper when it came to snoring, however, he was very active and tended to roll around a lot, so there was a chance he bumped into the chair a few times making some noises every now and again. \n\nAfter stretching he would start to clean up his items, putting his flute, notebook, and pencil back into his back. As he organized his bag he would dig through and pull out a photo of his mother, the one he was traveling with and using as a reminder of her. He would then softly say good morning once more, except this time in his native tongue as if he was addressing his mother. Once done he would put it back in the bag and stand up one more, leaving his bag on the floor and looking to the door, noticing the note. Reading what it stated, and it seemed the old man already knew he planned on helping out with the woman. Although that was probably fairly apparent with him spending the night in her room, sleeping on the hardwood floor. After reading the note he would look back at the woman. \"I will be back shortly, I just need to get some things from downstairs.\" He said to her and opened the door, making his exit from the room. He walked at a moderate speed, taking his time with things. Once downstairs he would spot the food and medicine. Taking his portion first and easting downstairs. It was just fine, much like the night before this one. Not terrible, but nothing out of this world. He much preferred his mother's cooking, but that possibly was just because it was his mother and held that extra value because of it. Once he was done he put his dishes into the wooden sink. He would then go over, grabbing the dishes that held the food and medicine for Miyako and begin making his way upstairs. \n\nOnce up stairs, he would kick open the door with his foot and take a seat on the chair, setting the plates down to the side on a nearby desk. \"I am back, sorry I took so long, anyway food and medicine is here. I think we should start with medicine, which should make the food taste better.\" He said, trying to make conversation with a person who could not really respond. He would take the spoon and begin feeding Miyako the medicine. Doing his best to not let any spill. He did not know what it actually tasted like, and he did not have much care to find out, but all he could do was hope it worked and helped her, even if just a little bit. Once done with the medicine he would set it aside and begin with breakfast. \"And here comes the good stuff I guess.\" He said, once one more , hoping she liked it. At the very least she was getting sustenance that was needed for survival." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Nicholas did sound a little bit crazy talking to himself. If there was anyone else here they might assume him to be crazy. Yet he was speaking to someone who couldn't speak back. She could hear him, she wanted human contact. She wanted to say I'm ok I'm here I'm alive. But Mikado couldn't, her body simply refused to move.*\n\n*She couldn't taste yet, well she could just it was limited. Most of her senses were numb. With the only two that retained anything where touch and hearing... The medicine was bitter and had a weird texture... The food however was... Meh...*\n\n*Mikado had eaten this for decades... She wanted to let her visitor know she was well there. That she was alive, everyone else prior had given up... Again while Nicholas was busy trying to get her to eat he felt a cold touch. Her hand lightly grasped his lower arm. Not the one feeding her but the one he used to support himself. She still felt dreadfully cold. For a little while she well didn't respond to addition stimulation. Her limp arm just rested there, maybe the gods had answered his prayers, and she was finally waking up.*\n\n*Albeit slowly, last night he got an arm movement and a squeeze as a result of external stimulation. This time she grabbed him on her own accord. Her breathing seemed to slow down a little as if she regained a small bit of control over her body. Then one word was muttered. Nicholas couldn't make out what she said, but it was a word.*\n**\"H-he-l-LP\"**\n*A word crying for help, her voice was so weak and so quiet it could be mister for wind... She seemed so helpless and so lost... Her voice was barely audible. Again soon after she seemingly slipped back into a sleep. As the world of dreams once again took over... Maybe she was fighting her own demons...*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "_Almann continues to dangle the necklace in front of her. He would hike up the price quite a bit on her, seeing as she wasn't around here. He could've gone higher, but he didn't want to make it too unreasonable._\n\n\"This piece is 150 silver, if you want more expensive pieces you're going to have to show me your payment first...\"\n\n_He wasn't a dumb man, Almann wanted proof of payment before he revealed the most expensive pieces he had._\n\n\"However, you can take a look some of the pieces behind glass if you'd like. They're a bit more expensive than this.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Sure... Though do you mind if I just hang onto it, and pay you after? I've had some bad experiences with money.\"\n\n*Damn, he was making this hard. She opens a pouch, showing 15 gold pieces, then placing it back on her belt.*\n\n\"Yes, I would like that. Mind if I try them on too? My friend's found herself a bit sensitive, especially to silver.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Almann smiles. He'd been through this routine before. Such things weren't uncommon in New Salvainia when he had his business there. For insurance, he always asked his customers to put down part of the payment of the armor, weapon, or jewelry they wanted to handle in case they tried to run off or broke it. Almann made that mistake more times than he'd like to mention. There were several times where vagabonds and the like got away with one or several pieces he sold without Almann netting anything from the experience. This also included children breaking precious fragile stones whilst their mothers weren't looking and even women of higher stature who could pay would try to get away with lifting minor products.*\n\n*In New Salvainia you'd have regular folk in similarly regular clothes carrying around gold like it was pocket change in the middle quarter. Almann knew no one who wore basic clothes and carried that much money was honest. After all, someone with the gall to carry around such funds would surely buy themselves better wear, unless it was disadvantageous to do so given their... Business. Her self proclaimed bad affinity with money didn't help her case either.*\n\n*Another thing that puzzled Almann was her friend's sensitivity to silver. Is she acquainted with werebeasts? Vampires? Was it just a poor excuse to explain why she carried so much gold? Either way, the prospect of deal with a friend of unfamiliar undead made Almann weary.*\n\n*Almann hoped she was just an honest customer, but just to be sure he would pick her brain a bit before he would show her anything more valuable. Bait her into making a mistake or slip. He liked playing these games...*\n\n\"Sure. But, as I'm sure _you_ can understand I need some _insurance_ so to speak before I let you try on some of the more expensive pieces behind the cases. I'm going to need for you to put down half the price of the piece in return.\"\n\n_Almann continues to dangle the gold necklace in front of her._" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Whatever i manage to convince you to buy huh?\" *A very mischievous grin splits wide upon his face before changing the subject* \"Soo where to first?\" *He asks now with a little pep in his step as he walks alongside the elf.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"First stop is Patrick.\"*He'd say to him.*\"With any hope we should be able to get to it by day's end since it rests just at the border of Simian and OMB.\"*The Elf would walk in silence, idly watching Nylon bouncing along the pathway with more energy than before. Whatever gets him walking faster, Terrell supposed. A thought would come to his mind, albeit temporarily before he'd eventually ask:*\"Do you know how to read a map, kid?\"*Perhaps there was something they can do to keep them busy for a while until they managed to get to town. Map reading would be useful all the way up until they get to the Steppes, after that, however, it was going to be a long time of walking beyond the map.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Uh do they involve more pictures rather than words?\" *He smiled sheepishly cringing at his sudden awkwardness, to be honest he didn't knew this was coming, he hasn't exactly used a map more so relying on making small markings around places so he'd know his way around, but hopefully he'd have a way of remembering these places... And a way to mark them without having to read.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He'd let out a half chuckle. This person didn't know how to read did he? At least, that's what Terrell was beginning to assume. The Elf would reach into the folds of his cloak, pulling out a scroll that he had borrowed from the library he stopped by in Media.*\"It has a little bit of both, I guess would be fair to say.\"*He'd answer, opening up the scroll to reveal the map of Raoul Ta. With the map open, he had to walk much slower so as not to run into anything, though it wasn't so hard to with the forest opening up much more. Looks like they'll be camping out in the open plains tonight with the city being miles away from the forests. He'd point to the different markings of trees and mountain ranges on it, saying.*\"There are some landscapes you can probably read easily. We're currently in OMB's forests.\"*He'd run a finger towards the clump of trees sitting at the edge of the region's border before tracing his finger down diagonally.*\"Just past Simian's border. We'll probably reach the country today, but the city will be a much further trek.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He listened to the explanation as he watched the map, this was semi great- he has acquired some knowledge on how to read the map and he grabs the map from Terrel's hand looking through it trying to memorize it all.*\n\n*It's a slow process but hey at least it's something!* \"I didn't expect alot of walking, you think i can hitch a ride on your back? You know so my legs don't get tired Pigman\" *He mused, he has a ticket out of here and by god he was happy about it so why not lighten the mood, he did the best he could to not crumple the map as he rolled it and put it in his sack for safe keeping, the pep in his step not wavering.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You want to... Hitch a ride... On my back?\"*The Elf would say back to him, slowing his words just to reiterate how ridiculous it sounded as Nylon would pocket his map away. This guy really was a kid, wasn't he? Well hopefully he won't end up losing or ruining the map in the process. Knowing basic directions only gets one so far without memorizing the name of each city they walked through. Now that the map was out of his hands, he could continue walking onward as his normal pace despite the Raccoon speaking of his legs getting tired.*\"How did you manage to survive a day out here?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"What's with the question Terrel? Can't i get one piggyback ride while my legs recover from all the walking we'll be doing?, are you gonna ruin this dream of mine this quickly Mr. Pigman?\" *He says putting on a sad expression with a few crocodile tears as he cackled on the inside.*\n\n\"How i managed to survive is another story for another day, unless your gonna make fun of my lack of fighting skills again which would be so cruel of you!\" *He fakes a cry, hands on clutching his shirt over dramatically as they walked.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Nylon, we haven't even been walking for five minutes.\"*He'd say with a hint of sarcasm.*\"You're in for the long haul if you can't even make it out of the forest.\"*The Elf would gesture towards the edge of the woods, soon finding himself being met by tears. Terrell's eyes would narrow, more so in the way that he wasn't putting up with this.*\"You never grew out of those toddler years have you?\"*The Elf would ask him, finally coming to a stop so that he could face him fully.*\"Trust me, there's a lot crueler things I can do besides reminding you of something factual.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Tears disappeared in an instant at the comment* \"Hey i grew out of it just fine! Besides i didn't mean right here right now I'm not looking for a piggyback ride when i can still walk\" *He keeps walking until he stopped in his track as Terrel came to a full stop and faced him as he spoke* \"Oh i know you can do crueler things i mean you already give off an aura of 'fuck off or die', i was just messing around\" *Xylon replied walking past him and skipping along, guess he'll just use his crocodile eyes later or maybe some pleading eyes when he eventually finds a market selling something that caught his eyes.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Right...\"*He'd say dubiously before continuing on his progression.*\"At any rate if you somehow manage to pass out from walking, I'll just put you and the map in my bag. Makes it much more convenient.\"*He'd say casually. As he exited the line of trees, the Elf was met by a windy moor. At the very least the air was some relief from the beaming sun, so Terrell decided to relish it at much as he can while he continued onwards.*\"Or I may just not notice you've stopped walking completely and that'll be a whole different problem. You understand the different directions, right?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Uh yeah definitely\" *Being in the forest for a while has gave em an idea of what different directions are, he looks towards the sky as they walked trying to find some things to do while walking that's not completely boring he'll probably have to overlook the map later when they stop walking.* \n\n\"Me in a bag?\" *He snorted at the prospect* \"Isn't that gonna make me suffocate in there or something??\" *He chuckled more though the thought doesn't seem dreadful.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"So you can tell me which way South East is then?\"*He'd ask him.*\"You're the map holder now, so seems like you're going to be telling me which way we're heading then, right?\"*He'd ask him. Of course Terrell already knew where they were going, though he found amusement in messing with him in the couple of months they had to get there. Being asked if he'd suffocate in the bag, the Elf would respond.*\"Only if I close it.\"*He'd say with a hint of mischief.*\"But that would *Never* Happen~\"*There was something funny about leaving the Raccoon on edge, especially after his disaster of a travel companion he's had histories of. At least Nylon managed to make it entertaining even with his constant back talk.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"So *You* Are gonna kill me on the way you are a very sly pig you know that?\" *He chuckled before answering the other elf's question on direction* \"Why would you ask me for directions when you know the way already? I'm technically the map reader but you had time to process and memorize the way before i came here so it gave you plenty of time to memorize the route\" *He was never gonna get bored of talking now not that he hasn't been bored of that before but it gotten repetitive talking to himself and talking back was very fun, this will probably be a shitshow but he's gonna at least make it entertaining maybe for others but for himself as they continued.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Because you decided to keep the map.\"*He'd say in response.*\"The map holder is naturally the navigator. Besides, if you get lost, I doubt me leaving bread crumbs for you follow is going to make you any better at figuring out the names of the places we're going. There are three locations on there you have to remember: Patrick, Mara, and Chu. As long as we end up in those three places at some point, preferably in that order, then we're practically going in the right direction. Best to learn how to read a map now, it might save your life later or be the death of you. Never know what you'll find once you leave home. Besides, I'm going to get full use of this map one way or another before it becomes useless to us.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I kept the map to look over and mark later on when we eventually stop somewhere to sleep\" *He says not skipping much now, so now he had 3 destination to get through Zatrqak, Zmara, and Chu and boy did he look forward to marking those on the map for memory sake, as long as he kept that same pattern they'll be golden.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell decided to ignore the fact that Nylon was about to write all over his map, part of him just hoping it'll still be readable whenever he was finished. At least where they were going, they won't need a map, but it would suck to make it to the next town without being able to re-route with the map being drawn over.*\"Remind me in the next town over to buy you pencils and paper so that you can have something more proper to make your kid drawings on...\"*He'd jab.*\"We'll be walking for a while, so I'll have to make do with supplies we find for camping out here. I'd pick up my horse, but bringing him on the trip probably won't end well for him.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"You think i can color the landmarks? *He asks ignoring the kid drawing jab, he won't be making too much of a trouble for Terrel to read through he did say he'd get paper so he'll probably have to write down some of the places and he won't have to worry about people going through his writing because it'll be all unreadable.* \"Wait you have a horse-\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Sure, why not.\"*He'd say, allowing the Elf to add color to the drawings. What's a map without color anyway? Well, a regular map for one, probably. Being asked about him having a horse, he'd say:*\"Of course, who would want to do all this walking from country to country?\"*It was clearly a tease from Nylon's earlier complaints, making him a hypocrite for saying such, but the Elf cared little of it. If he didn't want walk, he won't walk. He has money and a horse to do such for him if he didn't want to go through the effort.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Y-y-eah I can see why... We did the same, mostly. D-depending on our supplies and the t-terrain...\"\n*Her teeth chattered as she eked out a chuckle in return, sidling a little closer to the flames and her companion. She threw a couple more logs on with a nod, coaxing a little more.*\n\"Do you think they're still around? It'd be nice to sleep in a decent bed for a while...\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell fell silent at the question, looking around for a moment as if pondering over it. He gradually sat back up, thinking to himself that maybe they could be close to something after all. Just, maybe. He took his blue cloak off from around his shoulder, offering it to her to use for the time being before he stood up.*\"I'm going to go scout around for a bit.\"*He told her.*\"Might not be a complete wasteland out here after all.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*While she readily took the cloak, she noticed his making to leave and stood up alongside, picking up her crossbow and clipping it to her back once more. Her ears perked up as a determination washed over her - partly from the sudden movement and partly from the prospect of a little adventure.*\n\"I'm coming with you. No point waiting around here.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He carefully picked through the fire, looking to grab at a stick that could at least work as a light source before noticing Kerala getting up to go with. He tilted his head back a bit, curious of it.*\"Sure you wouldn't rather keep warm by the fire? Going to feel a lot more drafty without it.\"*He said casually, picking up a few partially burning pieces of wood and coaxing the fire a bit so that they stayed lit for a makeshift torch. It wouldn't last too long, but it was better than going out completely blind. At the very least, he also had his sword for a back-up source.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*The old man smiled as he left, giving a small nod as Nicholas left the front door. As he exited a cold blast of autumn air hit him in the face. The temperature was dropping fast. There was noticeably less people out today as most were starting to huddle inside. On the stone and wood houses a a gentle plume of light grey smoke rose from basically every chimney. A thin layer of morning frost covered the ground and most plants. Nicholas could easily see his own breathe condensing into puffs of white clouds. There was a subtle and gentle southern breeze coming from the colder southern mountains. Even travelling so far the winds kept alarmingly cold. Perhaps the old man's warning should be taken a little more seriously...*\n\n*As Nicholas approached the local market, there were noticeably fewer stands. Most of the luxury good stands were gone. Replaced by the now survivalist needs, food, purified water, luckily a cartographer was in town. Marked by a small building at the end of the street. Next to the store was a small clothiers stand, with a few racks of used and new winter clothing and blankets and mats. Unfortunately there seem to not be a horse trainer in the market.*\n\n*However on the outskirts of town there was a sizeable farm. While no crops grow due to low temperatures perhaps he could acquire a horse or other animal to make the climb easier. Though with the unreasonably low temperatures and thin air perhaps a regular old horse wouldn't be sufficient. Though that variable remained a mystery for now, especially since Nicholas has yet to see what the southern mountains had to offer.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Nicholas went out in search of the things he needed, when he went shopping he first made sure to get himself two pairs of winter clothing, one for himself and one for the girl to borrow while they were out and about in the cold. Although he figured he could get by, he would rather be safe than sorry in that regard. Either Way they would come in handy, and so he decided to go with it. Once he was done getting that, he headed out towards the outskirts of the town in the hopes of finding someone who would sell him a creature to help carry some of his stuff, but specifically Mikado. \n\nLuck was on his side though, as when he made it to the outskirts he managed to find a farmer who had horses, donkeys, and mules on hand for sale. While there he was advised to go with a mule, a hardy creature that took the best aspects of a horse, and the best aspects of a donkey, making it the perfect animal to take with and had the best chances of surviving the cold of the southern mountains. So after fiddling through his money, he parted ways with the silver and took the mule back with him to the cabin. By the time he had gotten back it was much later than he had expected, and had spent longer out than he probably should have. Sighing as he realized that it was much too late to leave tonight, and would be better to leave first thing tomorrow morning, mainly so that they could have as much sunlight as possible. \n\nWhile outside, he would look for some cover for his newly acquired mule and tied it to the house under some cover if he could find any, letting it graze on the outside to keep itself somewhat full. On his way out of town he could pick up anything he managed to forget or could not find. But that was tomorrow's problem for him, and so he went inside, his bag on his back and slightly lighter as the rope he had in it was removed. \"I'm back later than expected, and honestly did not get all that much. But we should be mostly good.\" He said as he entered the cabin." }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The old man smiled, he was cooking a warm fish meal as he entered. The room was lit by a small fire, it casted a warm red hue in the room that gently flickered. In the corner his still fresh painting was drying by the fire. It was of a mountain range cast over by a setting sun. The old man clearly had some talent.*\n**\"Don't be worried, I'm sure you'll be fine. Your such a talented young man.\"**\n*The old man said as he took three bowls and gently poured the soup in the bowl. As Nicholas entered the main room he saw Miyako seated in a small couch that had been moved up to the table. She was leaning back in it, but not strong enough to stand on her own legs. Though her fair arms were capable of moving about. She held a small wooden spoon and she seemed to have difficulty doing so. She was so incredibly weak. Yet her mana was virtually overflowing. The room felt as if the mana had made a sort of protective coating across the surface. It was a strange feeling. However it was evident she was having trouble controlling her own mana.*\n\n*The old man passed him a bowl with soup and tossed him a spoon before sliding Miyako a bowl. She gave a weak but pure hearted smile. Clearly happy to have been moved out the bed and down stairs.*\n\n**\"I moved Miyako down stairs while you were gone. She wanted to go outside but I couldn't carry her farther.\"**\n*The old man said a bit dully, he sat down and began to eat. As he ate Miyako sort of played with her food. Almost mesmerised by it as if she has never seen it in her life.*\n**\"The old man is very nice, he carried me down here. You'll carry me to right?\"**\n*Miyako asked innocently, she was aware she was unable to walk. Yet she desperately wanted to be free. She wanted to find her mother. Or what she believed was her mother. She heard voiced in her sleep of a woman and she had flash backs of a woman like her. Yet she didn't remember who they were or their name. She had no identity and she wanted to find herself. There had to be something.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "_As they pass through the streets there are faint sounds of whispers and chuckling from onlookers. It seems thieves here are more like street performers than actual threats. Almann finally gets to back to the shop, proceeds to pull out a chair for the kemonomimi, and calls for several things (and people) in Siuian._\n\n_In rapid succession the Diadem is fished out of her bag, a her arm and head are being tended to, and the entire shop seems to come to life with activity. Almann places the Diadem back on it's resting platform and proceeds to give orders to several people in the shop room, Aelia proceeded to wipe clean the wound on the kemonomimi's forehead and bandage it cleanly, all the while her arm was inspected by the other sister, Relia, for specific injuries such as a sprain or break. She's given a leaf bundle to chew on (which supposedly relieves pain) and is given a strong smelling tea. As they continue to tend to the arm of he kemonomimi, Almann decides to pull up a chair for himself and begins to speak._\n\n\"Before I begin to ask why you stole my from me I need to know your name. Who are you?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The Macon seemed to have the town basically work for him. It didn't seem out of fear or respect, as one would expect from a noble. It was a different kind, one of a peer, like a village. Not that she ever had any neighbors. She ignores the slight chuckles, to hurt to care at the moment.*\n\n*Auburn sits still as she lets the two girls take care of her. Her arm seems to have snapped in half, so that'll need to be fixed.*\n\n*Auburn chews on the leaves for a little bit, before deciding that they're too bitter, and spits them out. The tea is incredibly strong, and the rabbit coughs after a sip.*\n\n\"Damn, too strong.\"\n\n*Out of her bag, Auburn takes out what looks like a small apricot danish. The sweetness would balance out the presumably bitter tea.*\n\n\"I'm Auburn. Auburn Arnie, sometimes called Apricot.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "_One of the girls (it seems almost impossible to distinguish the two apart from what they're wearing), angrily catches the bundle of leaves and shoves it back into the mouth of Auburn, pointing at her and issuing rapid curses in the local Siuian tongue. There was a clear difference in personality between the two yes, but both when approached had the same imposing aura as their father. It showed when one of the children defied either of them and when this stranger seemingly refused their charity._\n\n_Almann had to keep himself from laughing. He'd never seen the quiet Aelia be so irritated before. Either way it seems like he'd have to translate between the two. The girl had said something along the lines of 'if you spit it out again ill shove them down your throat'. Perhaps he'd lighten the message a bit. It reminded Almann of an angry mother telling her child not to reject the medicine she gives them when they are sick._\n\n\"The leaves will help with your head. She would appreciate if you didn't spit them out. It will only take about 5 minutes anyways, you can get rid of them then. The tea will counteract the bad aftertaste as well. Whether that's because the tea itself is a bit...\"\n\n_Both of the sisters shoot daggers at Almann._\n\n\"...Strong or has some sort of special property which gets rid of the aftertaste is unbeknownst to me.\"\n\n_He lets out a sigh and begins._\n\n\"I've interacted with your kind before, not the thieving kind but the kemonomimi kind. Tell me, what are you doing out here in Siui and where did you learn to run so fast? I've never seen an oriate with such speed before.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"He-hey-\"\n\n*Auburn didn't expect such a reaction from one of the girls when she spat out the leaves. How was she supposed to chew on these? She's not going to resist a second time. Those girls were scary.*\n\n\"McKay.\"\n\n*Man, if only she could eat her pastry now. So sweet and delicious compared to bitter leaves. Vegetables didn't sit very well with her anyway. As for tea... What was tea?*\n\n\"Watts DEA? Well, I'm a reindeer. I dust yearned id over de years. Can I take does out now?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "_Almann snickers a bit. He couldn't take 5 minutes of this, he'd actually lose his mind. He simple tells the sisters he can hardly understand what she's saying and tells them she'll keep them out of her mouth for the remainder of the time they're here. They simply scrunch their noses and and issue a brief retort._\n\n_He proceeds to roll his eyes._\n\n\"Yes you can. I can hardly understand what you're saying if they're in. You're wanderer? I suppose even wanderers have homes. Where is yours?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*The kemonomimi looks at the girl scolding her earlier, and slowly takes the leaves out of her mouth. She takes a quick drink of the tea and norms on the pastry.*\n\n\"I... Don't have one. I just find a nearby inn, and if I don't have money, just jump into an open window. My 'home' is gone. It's in TikTok somewhere.\"\n\n*Another bite is taken from the pastry, and it's finished. Auburn takes out yet another baked good, this time, a cookie, and begins to eat that too.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "_Almann raises his eyebrows._\n\n\"Tiksak? The kingdom of gold? I have some acquaintances down there in the mercenary business. They're guards for some of the mines there. A shame about your home though. You have my condolences.\"\n\n_Almann didn't know there were communities of kemonomimi down in Tiksak. Although he wouldn't be surprised if she was just an orphan of a family of miners down there._\n\n_He sighs._\n\n\"I can relate a bit. My old home was destroyed...\"\n\n_Almann spreads his arms out._\n\n\"...But this is my new home. I think even wanderers and adventuerers need a place to return to and rest their heads safely after a long journey. You can't run forever you know. What brings you to Siui anyways Auburn?\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah i did!\" *He yelled before getting closer* \"We just need to follow the rocks\" *He pointed to the direction he came from that had one small rock turned upwards in a small hole, he then playfully punched Terrel before running yelling* \"Last one there is a rotten tomato!\" *He laughs running as he followed the road of makeshift obelisk's.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*For a moment Terrell wouldn't react as Nylon would suddenly dart off towards the Camp. The Elf didn't feel like giving chase especially after all the walking, though he would teasingly tug the Wood Elf backwards by his hood before Nylon could run back onwards out of reach. Terrell would move at his normal pace, following the rocks as he'd watch Nylon run on ahead with a surprising bout of energy despite the day. Maybe he would make a good traveler yet.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Xylon ran until he's at the campsite to be winning the race he started, he could take this opportunity to boast and stroke his ego abitp but he got tired after all the running despite the seemingly never ending energy he has surging through every part of his body, he eventually just laid on the ground staring at the sky waiting for his legs to start working again so he'll get to do something other than laying down and stargaze.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would slowly make his way into the camp, looking down at the Wood Elf with amusement.*\"Tired already?\"*He'd ask him before kneeling down to start picking at the area for enough supply to create a fire. It wasn't hard to start one with the grass and flint, though keeping it going required a lot more materials.*\"Don't tell me you're about to go to sleep on me already. Going to have to be able to keep watch at some point tonight.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I'm just resting my leg abit, if i kept moving around my leg would've gave out and I'll be collapsing\" *He said going into a sitting position watching Terrel make a fire, his legs were finally working and not currently in pain from him running around like a child so he went and stood up stretching.* \"You can probably go sleep first if you want, if i end up getting sleepy I'll just wake you up before sleeping.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Nice try.\"*He'd say.*\"I'm taking first watch. You should go ahead and get your sleep in now before you end up crashing in the night.\"*Terrell would add a bit more fuel to the weak fire, barely making it kindle anymore with the help he provided.*\"Besides, I'll be working to get this fire going for a while. Not much out here to keep it going, so we may just end up without any light out here.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Oh ok, I'll just uh sleep here\" *He said awkwardly before laying back down and closing his eyes slowly drifting into a almost dreamless sleep on the ground.*\n\n*He didn't know how much time had passed while in his sleep before he woke up with a jolt with nothing of recollection of why he woke up from fear he didn't remember being scared about, he calmed himself down while looking around for anything out of the ordinary.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would glance over at Nylon as he'd doze off, resuming working on the fire before finally sitting back in deciding it'll have to be good enough. Night would fall in the time he was keeping watch with only the glow of the fire to illuminate the area. For the time being the Elf had been left to his own thoughts as he was idly peeling at a potato with his dagger only to be disturbed by Nylon suddenly waking up in the middle of the night.*\"Nightmare?\"*He'd ask back to him without turning to face the Wood Elf. Terrell doubted it was anything worth getting up for in him not seeing any threats out here, but with how low the fire was getting again, it only got harder to see their surroundings.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*His head snapped at Terrel's voice before sighing in relief when he realized who was talking to him then replying* \"Uhm i think? I don't exactly remember i just woke up scared of... Something\" *He said before looking at the fire trying to remember what he was dreaming about but nothing came up, eventually he heard his stomach growling* \"Hey uh do you have any food to eat? I'm kinda hungry Pigman\" *He asked looking at the potato he's peeling with a dagger.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"If you want to eat a raw potato then sure.\"*He'd say in response before softening his tone a little.*\"But if not you can stay up a little bit longer until I finish cooking this one.\"*He'd begin cutting it into smaller pieces, soon placing them near the dying fire.*\"First time outside the forest for a while?\" Terrel would ask him, figuring he was similar to one companion he had who struggled to adjust to the change.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"...Just a house? Old one of yours?\"\n*Her expression hardened at his elaboration, her ears swiveling gently as she listened out for any familiar sounds - the crackling of a fire, the shifting of wintry boots.*\n\n\"I wouldn't hold my breath either, but an excuse to move along is welcome...\"\n*Ikehara sighed, rubbing the rough hair of her steed idly. In all their travels, she had learned little about her companion; having offered little in return. Any queries about his past were sparse, in comparison to the relatively simple explanation she had offered when they met.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell continued in silence for a while before answering her question.*\"Yeah.\"*He said quietly.*\"I've been traveling through the countries for quite a while, so I figured it would be better to always have a place I could return to if there weren't many towns about.\"*At the very least, it reduced the need to have to sleep outside all the time even if only slightly. The light of his torch flickered in and out sometimes as the wind began to pick up. With what distance they had already made through the thick snow, Terrell wondered if heading back would have been a better option than possibly getting caught in the snowfall. He'd bet on their trail getting lost if they didn't.\n\nThe snow continued to pick up more and, in time, his horse began to slow down, its body growing tense as he came to a stop and tugged at his lead. Terrell looked over to him, having to coax his horse with the same hand he used to carry his lead. Carl refused to move on however, letting out a whinny into the night air with something bothering him.*\"What's wrong Carl?\"*He asked him. Terrell was only half conscious of the sound of movement around them, the wind having deafened most of it up to the point of Carl's warning. Several small bodies moved within the shadow of the fire light, though when Terrell looked up they hardly seemed visible. He squinted against the dark, slowly tugging his horse closer to him.*\"I think we're being followed...\"*He said to her.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Not a terrible idea... And yeah, I noticed. Halfolk, of some sort.\"\n*Ikehara nodded at his observation, confirming her suspicions despite the biting cold. A low growl rumbled the back of her throat, slowly pulling her crossbow from its buckle onto her lap.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He lowered his hand to the hilt of his sword, holding the torch out to illuminate some of the surrounding area. The smaller creatures stood at the edge of it. Canine-like it seemed. Wolves. They gave a low growl at them, some appearing at their sides, while few were bold enough to move towards them directly. Terrell moved the torch around slightly, coming to notice just how many had managed to surround them out of view. A dozen or so it looked to be. Had they walked up on an entire pack of them? The animals seemed hesitant in coming closer to the light, keeping back and only moving closer as the wind threatened to put it out.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Hm. Thought it was bandits. I've no magic to scare them off...\"\n*She lamented, catching herself before she growled too loudly and provoked the pack. Her fingers curled around a few extra bolts as she drew the string taught, trying to gauge which one of them was the leader.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell's gaze passed over the snarling wolves that surrounded them, most of which all looked different from one another both in size and of what could be seen from their fur color.*\"Hold your fire for a moment.\"*He said to her. Terrell took a few steps towards the wolves in front of him, eyeing them as they lowered themselves to the ground in warning of preparing to lunge.*\"Chief?\"*He said to them. One of the wolves' ears shot up in response, its attention trained on him for a while. Terrell moved the fire around a bit to get a better look at the wolves.*\"Alfie? Soda?\"*A pair of them copied the first wolf. What previously looked like aggression gradually softening into curiosity.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*An ear dropped flat against her hair, the wolves' curiosity infectious as Terrel addressed these beasts with familiarity. The extra bolts were filed away once more, the crossbow leaving her lap; her arms folding across her chest. She watched intently.*\n\"Friends of yours..?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell grinned for a moment as the wolves seemed to respond.*\"They're my wolves-.\"*He said with the slightest hint of happiness in his tone. The Sinai placed down the torch, going down onto his knees as the wolves suddenly flooded over to him and tackled him over. The change in demeanor from those he named seemed to be infectious to the other wolves, causing the rest to join in on the pile as Terrell tried to sit up and give each of them a pat on the head.*\"Must have gotten loose trying to search for food.\"*He said, lightly moving the overly excited wolves away.*\"We might not be so far after all.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"I think i can wait a little longer, and yeah... It's nice being outside of that forest still weird but i think it'll work just fine.\" *He said laying down again admiring the stars.*\n\n*They twinkled and shimmer throughout the night sky, he hasn't seen stars in a while after the deal he struck a month ago though he used to climb to the roof of his house to stargaze for hours only to then sleep on the roof half of the time, when he was in the forest he couldn't do much stargazing since he got preoccupied with some creatures waiting to eat him alive during the night so now that he got to see them again made him feel great since he missed the pretty sight of the sky when it became dark out, he smiled as his eyes darted everywhere to admire the stars sprinkled in the sky and maybe the moon too why not.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm sure you'll get used to it.\"*He'd say, watching the potatoes cook.*\"Or not, I won't make a promise on it. Some never do and end up returning home.\"*The Elf wasn't much of a stargazer, instead keeping his head down to focus on his task. In time, as the potatoes began to finish, he'd pry them away from the fire and place them in his hands once they cooled enough. He'd turn around, holding out a handful of the diced up potatoes to the Wood Elf.*\"Here. If you're wanting something with meat in it, we'll just have to stop by the Taverns in the city. I'm not really a meat eater, so you'll just have to get used to this for when we're traveling between capitols.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He was only half listening to Terrel when he spoke but he did perked up at the mention of food and took the ones he was offered before sitting up.*\n\n \"I'm not picky so I'll eat anything to be honest you won't have to worry about me eating something specific\" *He said before munching on it happily.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"That makes a few of you.\"*He'd say, moving his hand away as Nylon took the food he offered. The Elf would take the rest for himself, eating at the small diced potatoes.*\"We'll have to stop to resupply anyway. Haven't been able to carry as much on me without Carl, so we'll have to ration it out a bit.\"*The Elf would glance over to him.*\"You should get some sleep though, still going to have to stay up to keep watch next, and we'll still have a lot more traveling later.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Hm, maybe.\"\n\n*Auburn moves her cookie into her mouth, gently biting down on it before catching the coin and placing it in her pouch. She watched as the dagger is engraved with an AA.*\n\n\"Yeah, it's why I carry several-Wow, that's pretty... Wait, I just realized I never got your name.\"\n\n*The bronze engravings were beautiful, the color standing out against the gray steel. Not only that, but they seemed magical in nature, particularly with the man's glowing hands. She didn't know his name though...*\n\n\"My goal never ends. Never. It's just to give people what they really need. Food, money, whatever I can provide. Just hopping around where I go, giving.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "_By this point the girls had finished working on Auburn's arm. The arm should be covered in numbing salve, put back into place, and bound comfortably to allow for a clean heal. To top this all off, Alan got an idea after what Auburn had told him._\n\n_Alan issues quick commands in Simian to Relic, repeatedly pointing to Auburn and back to where the kitchen is. The girl darts into the kitchen to go fetch whatever Alan told her to get. Even though she stole from him, Alan thought, Auburn would do her penance to the town for creating crime where it wasn't needed._\n\n\"Ah yes, my name...\"\n\n_Alan spreads his arms out and gives a courteous nod._\n\n\"... Almann Jet, at your service. So you do charity work eh? Steal from those who have something and give to those who have nothing? Might want to head north then, the clashes up there between beast skins and elves never seem to end and the amount of newly poor and destitute doesn't let up. But for now, you will make amends with the town, and I have the means for you to do it.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Almann. Haven't heard that one before. Reminds me of this.\"\n\n*Auburn pulls out another cookie, this time with an almond imprinted in it, handing it to the macen. She nods her head to the the girls working on her arm, feeling the aching feeling begin to go away.*\n\n\"Thanks for the help. I'll do what I can. That's essentially what I do, after what happened back home. Though up there... Beastkin are scary. I've heard things about the elves and their haughtiness, but I haven't seen it for myself. What is she getting?\"\n\n*The rabbit pulls out yet another pastry, this time a chocolate eclair. She bites down on it, but something can be heard inside.*\n\n\"Ow!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "_He accepts the... Almond cookie. It made him chuckle a bit because he never bothered to draw the connection between his name and the humble snack. He decides to take a decently sized bite out of the cookie._\n\n\"This is very good.\"\n\n_While Alan is enjoying the cookie Relic comes out of the kitchen with two separate sacks. She sets them on the floor, courtesies and goes back to the room where the others are._\n\n_Alan opens the sacks and reveals their contents._\n\n_Most of them are full of assorted foodstuffs. Old loaves of bread, dates, dried plums, cheap cheeses, a few pieces of dried meat here and there, and few water skins presumably full of either wine, beer, fresh water, or watered down versions of the first two. Within the sacks there seems to be small pouches of rice and pickled olives as well._\n\n\"These will go to the children in the streets that were playing earlier. A lot of them don't have parents or have single mothers due to their mothers abandoning them as dead weight to live somewhere else or fathers dying in their mercenary work. It's not uncommon in a fishing town such as this for people to go out and work for long periods of time and not come back for a while, or ever. You will help me with this.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The rabbit pulls out what looks like a metal spike out of her mouth. It's a bo shuriken, not something to be messed with. Only question is, what was it doing in a pastry?*\n\n\"Drat. Did it again.\"\n\n*The metal spike is tossed into the bag, and Auburn suddenly pays attention to the large amount of food. What was this for?*\n\n\"Oh... I didn't know. Why do they look so happy?\"\n\n*Parents leaving their child. Mercenaries. Just like her, she was sure. Even if she wasn't forced, she would have helped them given this information.*\n\n\"I'll do what I can!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "_Alan shrugs._\n\n\"When children play, they don't think about what they have to eat that night. It's how they are. They also receive some food from the people here as well, and are checked up on occasion by the local physicians. Either way they appreciate the food.\"\n\n_He finishes the cookie and proceeds to place one of the sacks in front of Auburn._\n\n\"We should get going before the sun goes down.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Do i have to??\" *He whined finishing his food and looked above again trying to catch a glimpse of a constellation or two* \"I wanna stargaze more, ya think there's gonna be a shooting star tonight?\" *He asks Terrel his mind wandering elsewhere, memories of distant laughter in the night when the star shown the brightest, but he couldn't piece together that memory much he tends to forget some pieces of his life after the parent killing.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes...\"*The Elf would answer back, his voice ever so heightening to be slightly more high-pitched than its normal gruffness which to say didn't do much for how low it was.*\"The stars are out every other night. You can see them again when it's your turn to keep watch. As long as you don't let it distract you from actually keeping watch. Don't want to wake up to a sword in my neck because you were too busy watching stars than what's around you.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I'll keep you from getting stabbed in your sleep, i swear on my own unmade grave\" *He said sarcasm dripping slightly though he does at least have to help Terrel abit.*\n\n*They were travel buddies after all and he's staying true to that promise till the end of their deal, besides there's a plus to this which is that he could buy stuff with his money at least if Terrel has large sums of the money on hand to buy some of the things Xylon asked for on their grand adventure so he'll keep it cheap just in case the larger elf is a little broke, and with enough reasoning maybe a little deception here and there and puppy eyes he'll probably be able to get the things he wanted (though he doubt he can fool Terrel twice with the deception tactic and the puppy dog eye trick made him a lil doubtful on it's effect on Terrel if it was a success or losing defeat) but that last part would just be a last resort if his other methods flopped on it's head, And so in the way this system worked he can essentially buy things but he himself won't have to trade away his valued stash of shiny accessories, the perfect crime.* \n\n*Walking away from his schemes that's brewing in his mind he noticed the change in pitch when the larger elf said \"Yes\" Which made him snort in surprise* \"Oh also did your voice got higher? You sound weird Pigman\" *He giggled.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"My bets on your grave being made first.\"*He'd respond back in the Raccoon making a promise on it.*\"I doubt you'd put a fight any more than a normal raccoon would.\"*The travels in between cities would be the hardest in having to trust some kid with keeping watch with Nylon already being mildly distracted from it. But if Terrell could live long enough to get through Simian, it wouldn't matter in the end. Hopefully taking this kid along to the uncharted deserts won't end terribly. Greed could consume just about anyone. Some more than others, and the last thing they needed were people thinking irrationally in a life-threatening scenario. The Elf suppose he couldn't talk though. Being materialistic had its own faults at times.\n\nHe'd turn his head at whether or not his voice got higher.*\"Take it as a once in a lifetime thing.\"*He'd say.*\"Because that tone is incredibly hard to pull off.\"*Well that alongside having to yell at a loud enough tempo that ended up shattering his vocal cords.*\"Now go to sleep. You're wasting my sleeping hours.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I'll probably end up in a tomb, could you at least bury me respectfully instead of i don't know leaving me there to rot in the sun?\" *He asks, he's definitely not optimistic of his chances in survival despite him telling himself he could survive in an unknown area with no knowledge or understanding, but hey he signed the contract despite his own brain telling him no and a deals a deal he can't just break that deal and leave Terrel to die like some dirty rat in a sewer! His mother taught him better despite the life he's living now... She's definitely not gonna be happy with him, he's gonna prove Terrel wrong about it if he did manage to survive keyword being if he survive this unknown adventure he's going on with only the clothes on his back a sack of his belongings and random stuff and lastly a small hope that he'll get to reach his goals and avenge his parents untimely demise, revenge will be the sweetest dessert he'll get to taste when he does reach his goal.*\n\n*He yawns as his eyes grew more heavy from fatigue his body slowly pushing the lever of sleepiness and exhaustion.* \"I'll just go back to sleep now, though that once in a life time tone was pretty funny though!\" *He giggled lightly before slowly drifting back to dreamland snoring peacefully under the stars.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"If I manage to find your body after having to fight off who knows what, I'll think about it.\"*He'd say, not wanting to give Nylon anymore hope that he'd know what to do with a corpse once the heat of the moment ended. Maybe he could just bring them back to OMB, though that was a lot of walking, making just digging hole out here seem more reasonable. Not to mention how hard digging was even with a shovel, but maybe he could figure out something. He could have that much respect at least. As Terrell heard Nylon's last comment before soon drifting off to sleep, he'd let out a quiet chuckle.*\"More stargazing for me.\"*He'd tease before laying back on the ground. The fire was bound to die off soon enough, but Terrell typically had a sixth sense when something was out to get them. Nothing seemed to trigger it right now which was enough to leave him with nothing better to do but to stargaze for the time being. He never did this back at home and even now he couldn't see what was so great about it, but it gave him something to focus on while he waited for time to pass. He'd eventually get his sleep as well, but for the time being he could relax a bit under the starry night sky.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*Sunlight would bear down upon the Elf's back as he walked. It had been some time since they had originally left the forest and now it finally seemed like their progression was starting to be shown with the distance they've created. Part of the Elf was glad that Suiu was the only major kingdom they'd have to pass through, but with the desert being the other option, he was starting to wish it wasn't. At least there were some places to stop by throughout their trip there, but beyond was starting to raise question of how they'd best keep themselves supplied. The thoughts at least distracted him for the time being with the endless field of grass gradually shortening as it met harder ground. It had been a long trip after all.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*His shoes clicked around the now hardened ground as he skipped alongside Terrell, he was excited to be somewhere that's not accompanied by large fields of grass now and his eyes are set on a book and markers to write down his findings, his body should be aching by now, but that was overridden by his excitement, but he does remember they're here for supplies so he'll make the best of this experience... Which is probably taking one or two jewels and shiny objects, or he could stay by his words and not cause chaos! The idea is still tempting though, but he opted to just focus on walking to their destination and think of how he'll write down the landmarks and locations he'll have to remember rather than plan his schemes into fruition and ransack a village or two, after all Terrell probably wouldn't like to be on the same wanted poster as him with a large bounty on their heads anyway, though thinking about it more Terrell probably already has a wanted poster of his own somewhere.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Listen.\"*He'd say after a while of silence. In the distance, the different buildings of the kingdom began to appear in view, leaving the gates to obscure the vision of it the most.*\"Try not to draw attention to yourself while we're here. I'd prefer being able to at least be able to stay one night before being chased out by the locals here. If you get the urge to do something questionably legal, don't get caught and most importantly don't lead those that catch you back to me. It won't end well for either side I can guarantee that.\"*He'd glance down at the wood elf as he skipped about the area, finding a surprising amount of energy left in him despite the long walk away from the forest. It was a little admirable he supposed. He just hoped that it wouldn't turn too many faces while he was trying to get stuff done.*\"We'll stop by the market place to resupply, then find a tavern for the night.\"*He'd conclude.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yup, no causing chaos but if I have to don't get caught, don't lead them to you, etcetera!\" *He exclaimed skipping through the path* \"I won't do anything that'll make you a target for a kingdom wide manhunt or something, at least in your case I guess we could call it a hog hunt with the way you look anyway\" *He chuckled as the distant structures drew closer by each stride, it was really colorful, but any kingdom can be described as colorful by anyone this one just caught him off guard since he hasn't seen many colors aside from green flora of the forest.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Nice to know we're on the same page.\"*He'd give a nod, soon walking up to the gate.*\"Let's see what the Kingdom of Suiu has to offer.\"*Terrel would say more aloud as they'd pass by the guards, taking to the streets. With it being close to midday, most of it was filled with people walking to and fro. The Elf never had much trouble getting by in crowds, though he's learned that the same couldn't be said for some others.*\"Try not to get lost out in the streets, otherwise I'd have to buy a bell for you to find you again.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"What am I an animal?\" *He asked at the mention of the bell, he eyed the buildings and people around him as he skipped along the way as he smiled* \"So where's the market for books?\" *He asks as he got out a small pouch that jingled checking inside if they were all still in there, and they were so he strapped it back to his belt for safe keeping.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He'd look the raccoon elf up and down before saying:*\"I doubt I could answer that in the way you want me to.\"*Terrel would continue down the road, moving just at the edge of it so as not to have to push past people.*\"You mean a library?\"*Terrel would ask Xylon at the mention of a marketplace for books. Most typically found books there more so to borrow than keep, but enough money could get one anything usually.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"No like where do you buy an empty book? Besides, I don't think I'll have much fun in a library unless it's burning one down, I'm still not allowed inside one back in OMB\" He said, he had sorta fond memories of almost burning the whole place before the owner barged in and had enough of his shenanigans so he was permanently banned from that establishment, he eyed the shops passing by as they walked but found nothing worth buying and or stealing." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"We'll have to see if they have any, most stalls carry food, but maybe we'll be able to find some empty books for writing down things down in one of the stores. There are typically ones for traveling supplies at least.\"*He'd say, coming to stand at the edge of the marketplace. Terrel would stop walking for a moment as he'd look down towards Xylon at the mention of a burning library.*\"Did you actually burn down a library?\"*He'd question with a raised eyebrow.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yep almost, it didn't burn down completely but I tried.\" *He sighs disappointed, he looked around the edges of the market as merchants and vendors selling their wears along the streets.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"And you did it for fun? Or do you just hate reading that much?\"*He'd question with a chuckle. Terrel would continue walking further into the marketplace, soon coming to a stop by a food vendor, mainly for purchasing a quick snack for the time being. All the traveling built an appetite, but something small would help hold them over until they found a tavern. He'd buy a couple loaves of bread, holding one out to Xylon for him to keep for himself.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"The reason why I did it shall remain a mystery\" *He said as he took the bread he was offered, he's pretty sure they won't get far on the journey without a few shenanigans being pulled here and there but hey whatever to keep the journey entertaining.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"You don't know why you did it, do you?\"*The Elf would eventually say in a sarcastic tone before moving off from the vendor to continue further along the road. From there it was much easier to pass by the smaller market sellers to head towards the more developed shops. At the least the ones that allowed them to relax inside for a while and escape the blunt of the heat from the sun.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh you wound me with your accusations how will I ever recover?\" *He replies with his own bouts of sarcasm, he then stopped in his tracks eyes focusing on something on a merchant display, it was a white jewel shaped like a rose, and it was shining so bright against the shine of the sun and the experience was mesmerizing just watching it glow and shine, and he felt compelled to just add it to his pile of shines in his sack by either stealing or paying.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*The Elf would shift his focus away from Xylon for a short while, one shop seeming to take his interest in the tools it seemed to have on display. Perhaps this'll do. He'd head over to it, coming up to the door before he'd eventually turn around to see Xylon starting at a jewel.*\"You coming?\"*He'd say to him, partially to keep him focused on their current task first, the other being a more genuine question.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*He snapped out of the trance he was under and shook his head slightly, nope he's not going to add another jewel today after all he's here for a book.* \"Uh yeah I'm coming, that jewel is pretty though\" *He muttered the last part as he began to follow Terrell again, he'll just find another way to get white roses since they're going to be traveling around he's probably going to come across a shop selling them anyway.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*While Ikehara knew nothing of Silnari physiology, her people usually had better eyesight in low-light, but even with that the sea of fur blended together. Some were larger, older and more muscular, but most of the pups and adolescents were difficult to distinguish. She beckoned her horse over, who had backed off a little from the pack. But, after years of sprinting through warzones, the grizzled beast relented to its master and trotted over.*\n\"Do they all have names? Or are some of them new?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Of course.\"*He said, drawing over to her towards the sitting wolves. While he couldn't make out their fur patterns very well, he at least knew the names of the wolves that he had around here. Most of them were sitting now with only the younger ones still snacking on in the food Kerala had given them.*\"You already know Chief, Alfie and Soda.\"*He said in a lower tone. The wolves he mentioned pricked their ears up in recognition of it.*\"There's Yam, Xander, Zenith, NYX, Oak, Dart, Cooper, Vince, and Exit.\"*He said. As he named off the wolves, each one began turning their heads to them, their tails wagging playfully.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She mostly paid attention as she mounted her horse, eyes glancing between the different wolves named - noting how each one perked up. She caught herself perking her ears with each name, the cold masking the origin of the heat in her cheeks.*\n\"Right, fine names. Shall we head to this house - or den, I'm not complaining either way.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Right-. Home.\"*He turned his gaze back towards the wolves, reaching for a whistle that had once sat hidden around his neck.*\"Cover your ears for a moment.\"*He told her before blowing into it. A high pitch noise came out of it, catching the other wolves' attention as they suddenly stood up.*\"Home.\"*He told them. They took a moment to process the request, staring at him blankly until the Sinai eventually shooed them off.*\"Go on, get, go home.\"*They turned around, a couple of them trampling over the other before they eventually got more organized and ran off across the landscape. A few strayed further behind while the rest made effort in keeping up with the lead of the pack. Terrell returned to his horse, mounting up on the animal and looking over towards Kerala.*\"Better set off now before we lose them.\"*He snapped Carl's reigns, causing the horse to gallop off across the snow and follow a short distance behind the wolves. With it being dark out, Terrell could only really rely on the movement to keep track of where they were going. At the very least, they were finally home bound.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*The sun was set high by the time they had arrived to the shoreline of the large forest, the ship having been anchored down and docked with the captain's first mate watching over it while the rest of the crew had gone off the explore the lands contents. Cassandra was with a small group of her own and gradually they made their way into the woodlands, seemingly following a map.*\"Keep looking, it's bound to be around here somewhere.\"*Cassandra ordered, waving away the crew to continue their search while she went to explore off a bit and let out an annoyed sigh in their little progress. It seems like they'll be stuck here for some time.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Down in the shore of the place had Levi been exploring, holding close to her, she held a small satchel now full of random things she'd find in the forest paired with now things she'd find on the shore. In the distance she'd notice the shop as well as the people so in a quick pace she'd scurry close, curious of the thing, um the tentacles that rested as her hair would muzzle her cheek, curious, then wave her hand \n\n\"Hello?\" She called out, her little irises scanning the place when she saw the people go by, then waved at who she thought was the captain, Cassandra." }, { "from": "human", "value": "*It didn't seem like the captain took any notice of her. Instead one of the beastkin crew members had caught sight of her, narrowing his eyes slightly before he'd give Cass a nudge to draw her attention over. At first the Treton looked annoyed by it, but upon seeing the other 'fish' woman, her expression shifted a bit to a more mocking smile.*\"Well what do we have here...\"*She said.*\"Doesn't look like a local. Reckon she washed up on shore?\"*The other crew mates gave a snorted chuckle, appearing to be readying up their weapons while Cassandra had gone to approach Levia.*\"What business do you have out here?\"*She asked her in a more serious tone.*\"Not after our spoils are you?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The girl, in mild curiosity watched as they conversed with each other and in her own way of trying to look. Far decenter than what she currently looked. If anything she just looked lost. The tentacles on her hair just idly slithered around, one now resting on her cheek. Blinking with a slight frown she'd watch the woman approach. \n\n\"Spoils.? Oh,— no actually I'm looking for stuff to cook!\" She'd say in an overly cherry tone before she lifted her bag, said full of random foods and finds, some berries, some crab... That's alive and some random herbs that are preferably edible. \n\n\"Are you... A pirate?\" She asked with curiosity as her yellow octopus eyes looked at the woman and her attire before trailing off to the large ship and it's crew" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*He nodded and stepped inside the shop and went hunting for leather bound books and pencils, Whilst on his hunt he thought back on the rose like crystal that caught his eye.*\n\n*He doesn't know why he's drawn to the thing, it's probably just his personal greed wanting to add it inside his personal collection but it also was something he remembered back in his childhood. He remembered a garden of white roses on a summer day as someone lightly hummed a tune.*\n\n*He shook his head and went back to hunting down books, after a while he fortunately found some well plenty more so, but unfortunately... It was on a very high shelf and there's no ladders around to climb up... Drats.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*While Nylon was busy looking for the books, Terrell would take his time searching through the various weaponry they had. It wasn't as diverse as having swords and bows, but much smaller sharper tools. He wasn't looking for weapons particularly, but instead something to sharpen them.\n\nEventually he'd catch sight of a whetstone, something he had been searching for, for quite a while at this point at the advice of providing self-care to his sword from a Dwarves friend. He'd grab the stone, continuing on along the wall until he could find some small snacks for the road.\n\nThey didn't need much for now, after all, they could just eat at the tavern for the night before fully supplying back up and heading out of town again.*\"Find what you're looking for?\"*Terrell would ask back to Nylon after some time of not hearing back from him.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He's currently giving the shelf a death stare, how dare this stupid hunk of wood be placed outside his reach?! When he heard Terrel ask him he immediately pointed towards the shelf with holding his soon to be stuff* \"It's up there, i can't reach it and there's no fucking ladders\" *He grumbled, why must he be cursed with a short frame- what god subjected him to such event- he hears soft cackling somewhere in his head but he ignored it favoring to curse out the hell out of that shelf.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would glance over towards where Nylon was, eventually walking over to him and glancing at where he was pointing at. Perhaps it was the difference in height that made Terrell not see what the problem was with grabbing the book. Reaching an arm up, the Elf would pull the book down and hold it out to Nylon.*\"Only libraries have ladders for books. That or well supplied travelers that just keep them on the go. Strange if there are people that actually do though.\"*He'd say.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He grabbed the book and made a triumphant sound before asking again* \"What about the pencils? I need something to write on\" *He blinks at him non verbally saying 'Get it for me again', his dignity might be shattering but hey at least he's gonna get something right?.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You mean 'write with'.\"*He'd correct, reaching up to grab the small utensils and holding it down to him.*\"Maybe we should consider giving you a traveling ladder now that I think about it.\"*The Elf would let out a chuckle as he'd wait for Nylon to grab the pencil before he would begin making his way over to the cashier with the items he got.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He nabs the pencils* \"That'll be useful yeah, maybe then i won't have to constantly be cursed with this height\" *He muttered the last part as they made their way to the cashier he whistled whilst looking around waiting for the cashier to calculate the price they have to pay.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Or you can learn to work around it.\"*He'd suggest, walking up to the front desk and placing down the food and stone.*\"Makes you a lot lighter and more agile.\"*The Elf would take some silver out from the folds of his cloak, placing it down next to the supplies.*\"Climbing is always an option, but don't take that advice from me, might end up falling out a tree again.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"There wasn't any way i could climb up that shelf Pigman, and yeah I'd probably fall and make a big mess that we'd have to clean up afterwards\" *He said placing his own supply down still looking around for something, anything, to focus on instead of waiting.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Only through moral obligation.\"*He'd say back in a lower tone before taking the items off the desk after exchanging his money for it. Terrell would turn around to begin heading to the exit, holding out the two items Nylon had gotten in figuring he'd simply follow.*\"The most skilled *Rogue* Finds a way to not let any terrain stop them from getting to something.\"*He'd emphasize the word rogue, deciding it better than outright saying thief.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*As Terrel talked his eyes had wondered again only half listening, he followed him outside skipping along as the taller elf walks in strides trying to keep up with him, he then quickly remembered something* \"Where are we sleeping this time?\" *He knew the answer of course but there's no harm in asking right? He did feel a bit tired but his legs are still moving.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*Her hands would clamp around her ears, but the shrill sound would still pierce her eardrums. She'd seen these sorts of whistles used in battlegrounds by the less scrupulous captains, and knew it was considered no better encouragement than a whip hand.*\n\"Ack!- A fair warning: Don't use that near Keguntan or Runra. You'll get arrested for mass battery...\"\n*She grumbled, her steed following behind Carl as the wolves tumbled away, regaining the confidence in his stride once the danger seemed to pass. She shook off the distress quickly, eyes darting between the shifting mass of fur and picking out the different wolves, attempting to recall each of their names.*\n\"Yami... Zenith... Oak and Dart...\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'll try to remember that.\"*He called back to her from where he was, riding alongside the leader of the group. Occasionally the wolves changed course, forcing Terrell to bring Carl into a tight turn to keep up with them. He had a vague memory of the house's location, though the terrain was near impossible for him to remember with it being this dark. While Kerala was trying to recall the names, some of the wolves turned their heads back towards her. The ones responding to Yam and Zenith appeared much larger than the other two. Although both their furs were pretty dark, one seemed to have a more brown coat while Oak and Dart's furs were similar though their size seemed to give away their differences. Terrell kept most of his focus on Chief, urging him onwards while the rest of the pack followed behind.*\"I think we're getting close.\"*He said, noticing the wolves slowing down a bit to sniff around the area before continuing at a much slower pace.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"You tell me, Alpha!\"\n*She called back, flashing a grin his way as she watched him converse with the largest of the pack. The Chief didn't look that much older than the rest, but there was an air of authority about him - surprising to sense from a beast, but it was there.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell glanced back to her, a light smirk forming on what could be seen on his face. He turned back just as Chief managed to round a bend out into an open field. A lone structure sat in the distance surrounded by a line of fencing. Home.*\"Like we practiced.\"*Terrell murmured down to his steed as they neared the fence. Carl looked on ahead, easily bounding over the wooden barrier while the wolves made their way through beside him. Some ran under, a few through the gap in the middle, while the much bolder ones mimicked the horse in leaping over the top.*\"Watch the jump!\"*Terrell said in warning to Kerala as he brought his horse to a slow stop to turn him around to face her.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Her horse seemed offended as it approached, huffing hard as it bounded up and over the fence with similar dexterity, Ikehara barely noticing the change in elevation. Her attention was occupied by the humble abode, examining the wear and tear that would surely have built up from leaving a house unattended in the taiga.*\n\"You lived here with the wolves? Or have they got a den not too far?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Live here.\"*He answered simply, giving Carl a lighter tap to get him moving towards the house.*\"I guess you can consider it a vacation home of sorts for whenever I'm in the area. The wolves stay inside whenever I visit, but I leave them to roam around outdoors whenever I'm gone.\"*As Carl slowed to a stop near the door, Terrell dismounted off of him and gave him a light pat.*\"Simultaneously convenient and inconvenient at the same time.\"" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*Cassandra narrowed her eyes at the woman's response. Already, one of the crewmembers had their crossbow locked on the newcomer, but Cassandra held a hand up in indication to hold fire. Either this woman was naive or just playing dumb. One seemed more evident than the other as she had gotten a brief look into her bag which managed to wave off the initial passive aggression the Treton was giving her.*\"Consider us a group of merchants and mercenaries.\"*She said to the woman in a more casual tone.*\"The whole 'pirate' title has a lot of negative connotations to it, don't you think?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Levi, of course as oblivious as can be tilted her head to the side, one of her tentacles lightly slithering at the mention of pirates again, the Breton as silly as can be looked at the crewmate holding the crossbow and only let out a gentle chuckle, waving her hand in a friendly manner despite the obvious danger she could be in before she turned to the woman's attention again, nodding her head quickly. \n\n\"Oh then I'm sorry if it bothered you— ACK, I'm so stupid, I'm Levi! Levi Marines, you can call me LEV, Levi, or my entire name which is Leviathan, but that name catches bad attention, so the previous ones are okay!\" She said going on a small ramble of her own before she offered her hand to the woman with a gentle eye-closed smile as her free hand lifted to fix her glasses." }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Cassandra looked at the woman's outstretched hand, appearing unimpressed at her reaction to everything.*\"You have no sense of situational awareness do you?\"*The woman questioned rhetorically. She looked back to the crew mate and gave a dismissive wave of her hand.*\"She's nobody, go find it. And it better all be together when you get back!\"*The Treton ordered the crew. There were a few grunts as they lowered their weapons away and turned off to head out into the forest, leaving the two to their own for the most part except for whoever was left around the ship. \n\nOnly then did she speak to the woman fully.*\"Name's Cassandra.\"*She said, placing her hands on her hips, a light smirk crossing her face in figuring out just what she was working with here.*\"You should be careful around here. I hear wood elves don't take kindly to strangers on their land.\"*If there was one thing Levi did get right, the woman was dressed like a traditional pirate. Between her captain's hat and cutlass at her hip, she was only an eyepatch or peg leg away from following the stereotype fully. Her brunette hair appeared greyed in the lighting while her eyes were speckled in gold. She could have easily played off as a normal Macen in this form. Unlike the octopus, she didn't really have anything fish-like about her outside of sea travel.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*She caught up to him relatively quickly, her jog slowing into a walk as she matched his pace. She crossed her arms behind her back, no purple umbrella in sight. She was exhausted the night previous given her episode, she didn't have the chance to look up at the night sky until now. Truth be told, she felt almost like a prisoner with the Pig and Wolf sometimes. If she had just left her room without saying something, they'd probably hunt her down. At least that's what The Wolf said before.* \n\n\"You're probably right, but I've always been nocturnal. I counted 5 moons, including this one since I've met you in the forest. Not nearly enough time for me to switch over.\" \n\n*Tilting her head back as walked with Terrel, her sights set on observing the crescent moon high above their heads. Sometimes, if the moonlight hit her eyes just right, the normal brown hue came off as bright red, another tell of her vampirism though less likely to be spotted. She wanted to promise that she wouldn't start any problems while she snuck out with him but she slowly began to realize she just couldn't hang onto that idea.* \n\"I was going to ask what you were doing but..\" *She turned her focus from the moon down to the wolves in front of her, a smile forming on her lips.* \n\"Even I can tell they're hyper without needing to ask.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would turn around to continue walking as she came to move in pace with him. His gaze was mostly fixated on the wolves running off ahead of them. Occasionally, one would take a moment to sniff around a building or roll around in the dirt, only to rejoin the group and continue exploring as more of a pack.*\n\n\"Even wolves need to be taken out to handle their business.\"*He would say in response to Manon's notice of what he came outside for. Even with it dark out, Floor was easy to spot among the two other wolves, his pure white fur gently brushing against Blur's more silvery Grey one as she kept closer to him for company. Angel walked on close by, the Wolf's bulkiness becoming more apparent the more he grew. He was hardly much smaller than Floor now and, at this rate, it seemed like he'd questionably be able to outgrow him.\n\nTerrell himself wasn't completely sure why Manon found need to follow him out here unless it was for something. After the events yesterday in having to deal with both a lost vampire and run away horse, it had been advised to just say nothing to them. At this point, that seemed like it was going to be the whole journey, though just as he had forced Manon into speaking, she now forced him.*\"I don't believe staying up all day and night helps with that.\"*He'd eventually say in turn about her not being able to shift away from staying up late. The Elf doubted she wanted his two cents, but in his eyes, it seemed like an obvious solution, one he couldn't bother to solve with all Manon's other issues piled on top of it. She was already counting 'Moons' which was either what someone did when they're awaiting an event coming up or when they were trapped with nothing better to do.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*There wasn't much she could say about his advice. He was correct that staying up all night wasn't the answer but it wasn't like she was doing a great job forcing herself to sleep. It was nice walking around at night though, she couldn't see the city very well when she tagged along with Okami. The sunlight always felt unusually bright when it came to her, windows of shops usually reflected the light back into her face during her morning walk with The Wolf. Now things were fully visible for her, She never really found herself to be a city girl but Esvoduko was beautiful to behold. She would even contemplate living here if it weren't for her vampirism.* \n\n\"Have you ever thought of settling down somewhere? Maybe in a city much like this one?\"\n\n *She found herself asking The Pig, her mind still fixed on what the city life would be like for someone like her. Maybe she'd even be the doctor she dreamed of since she was little. Fixing up wounds from the hunters much like the wounds Okami had before they took off for travel. Giving the children Echinacea root during the winters to help with their colds. The elderly.. There was never an easy way to go about the elders. When it was time, it was time. At least that what she picked up on when she visited other doctors when delivering herbs to them.*\n\n\"I think about it all the time.\" *She said softly, not really giving him a chance to answer.* \"The what if's, I suppose.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would walk in silence as she asked him the question, pondering over it a bit as they'd make their way out to the edge of town where the more mountainous terrain seemed less distant. Was he thinking about settling down? Well maybe for a little while, but he had a lot more training and adventuring to do before that point. At the very least Elves lived long lives, so he had plenty of time before he fully committed to putting away his sword for a while. After all, it had only been a few years since setting out. Surely he wasn't much closer to stopping than he was before. If he did settle down, however-?\n\nIt would be a lie to say he hadn't thought of it at least once, maybe just getting a house at some point so he had a place for his wolves to roam. In the city though, the Elf couldn't imagine that. He preferred seclusion at times in the company of his wolves when people became too much to bear. Before he could respond, Manon would soon answer her own question, leaving him to continue on in silence for a while.\n\nHe didn't have much to say about the Vampires thinking about settling down. Frankly, if she had wanted to leave and go back now, he wouldn't have will to stop her. The Elf was too used to people coming and going after all. That was the way with traveling, especially with those who tend to not get along. At first, he didn't say anything, just letting Manon talk to herself in her own thoughts of what could be. As the wolves would trail away once more, he'd eventually say:*\"I've never been much of a city Elf...\"*His words would come low and relatively strange off the tongue in him referring to himself as an Elf rather than a Pig.*\"The extra crowds is not always what it's cracked up to be.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Manon tapped a finger against her lips as she though. Was she even afraid of people naturally or because of what they do to vampires? It probably started off because of her bloodcurse but now.. Isolation has grown to be apart of her now, even if she became cured. The city always had more people living inside them, more people who could benefit from her healing and knowledge of medicinal plants. A memory came back to Manon, when she was younger she wanted to be the one to cure all the plagues in her home city, Ulnoor. She had forgotten about that dream of hers, she used to run home after school and brag every time she scored top of her class in faith magic. \"I'm going to save everyone!\" Manon often told her parents.*\n\n*Her smile slowly subsided, curling into a frown as it seemed like an impossible feat for her now. Nearly 10 years later, 6 of those being a vampire, and she spent her time digging in the dirt for pocket change. Granted she hardly accepted the coin as the gratitude was enough on it's own. Tilting her head to the side as she glanced at Terrel, absorbing the sight of his mask all the way down to his weapon of choice. Sheesh, what a crew they were.* \n\n\"Maybe when we're both old... Or when you're old-\" *Forgetting that Vampires never look their true age, cursed with immortality or something close to it.* \"We could visit each other, share adventures stories. I think I'd like that a lot.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would glance over at Manon, unsure of what he found more confusing, the fact that she'd actually want to visit after everything that's happened or the fact that she'd think he'd get old. The latter he found more amusing of course as at some point, he was sure he'd forget just how old he was. Well if didn't get killed in that time, but he had already made a promise to someone that that would never happen. Cockiness? Maybe. The Elf had that much confidence in himself at least.\n\nHe'd open his mouth to say something, soon closing it once more as he fell into silence. That would never happen. Besides, the moment she paid back her debt, she'd be gone again anyway and, with it, the chances of them seeing each other again seemed slim. The Pig Elf was always roaming and if he did settle down, he doubted getting many visitors in a secluded place.*\n\n\"I don't think two cranky old Elves meeting would be the best idea.\"*He'd joke at the thought, knowing full well how they 'got along' already. In saying it, however, there was some realization in his own youth.*\"I'm sure Okapi would like it though.\"*He'd say in a lower tone, deciding not to completely scratch away at the High Elf's dreams. If she really wanted to visit somebody, she'd find a way to, just as Terrell would to the allies he had met.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Maybe you'll get less cranky as you grow old, maybe I'll find a way to not be hungry all the time. This is the longest I've gone without feeding though, it hurts knowing blood from a person is much better.\"\n\n *She neglected to talk about how they tasted much better as well. Feeding from animals always scratched the surface of her urge. When she consumed Okami's blood, it removed her urge entirely. She was happy that he had survived, not entirely sure how though. The who situation was a blank spot in her mind. Idly Manon extended her hand by her side, her palm facing the ground. The grass stood up on end as she walked past just for the blades of greenery to fall limp once she passed. Almost like a wave of water but with thin pieces of grass. Nature always had certain feel to it for Manon, this felt very similar to brushing the fur of an animal. The feeling of soft tingles brushing through her finger tips. Nature magic always felt soothing to wield.* \n\n\"I don't know if I would visit Okami. He's been very nice to me but...\" *Her voice lowered into a whisper, almost as if Okami was there in spirit.* \"He seems a little too optimistic using blood in his meals for me. I've never heard of a salad with blood..\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would continue walking on as the dry dirt would transform completely into pure rock, retracing his steps towards the forest they were in earlier to allow the wolves to roam somewhere more natural to them.*\"Maybe you will too.\"*He'd jab back more humorously soon falling silent once more to allow Manon to say what she needed to. Soon enough it drifted to her speaking of her problem with blood, which oddly enough he had almost forgotten about with a whole day of it not being brought up.\n\nOnly when she mentioned Okapi talking about preparing meals with blood in them, would find himself having to hold back laughter at the ridiculousness of it. It seemed the Kemonomimi had reduced down to putting blood in his foods to get either one of them to eat his meals. Terrell wasn't sure whether to find it funny or just sad thinking about it.*\"That was his solution to it?\"*He'd question almost hysterically. Terrell did suppose he'd suggested for them to figure out a way to fix the issue rather than using Subaru as a walking food source. This was not what he had in mind, and now, he suddenly wasn't sure what either of them were thinking at this point.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Well he certainly proposed ideas about it like; Maybe we should make you a salad with blood dressing. Maybe we should try cooking the blood. I've only had blood a handful of ways. I've tried feeding off animals that were hunted by other predators. It made me sick to my stomach, I hardly made it two steps. It tasted horrible as it was like stale and cold. Trust me, I've tried escaping the cycle. It has to be fresh. The other two ways you know about, from animal and from a person. The only suggestion that I sort of like that Okami made was having me feed off the animals he intended to cook for himself. Even then, I don't like the idea of killing animals. If he's going to execute them regardless, I might as well, right?\" \n\n*She looked at Terrel almost for his approval of the situation. It wasn't much different than when they were looking for a butcher. The animal was already dead, it's time deceased would be questionable from a vendor. From Okami, it would be pretty fresh for her to drink. As she approached the forest, the forest compensated for her travels. Splitting plants in her vicinity to allow easier travel. She noticed that Terrel didn't have it as easy as she did, thinking back on their other encounters and how he always had to fight his way through. This time she consciously tapped into her magic and did her best to ease his travels as well. Surprisingly this wasn't easy for her to do, putting conscious thought into something she always did subconsciously.* \n\n\"I don't think his ideas would work, It'd look a little suspicious if he intentionally bled all over my food. Could you imagine what others would think? A shirtless male with a wolf mask leaning over a table to bleed over some girl's meal? Not even to mention the girl eating it shortly after?\" \n*Now that she said it out loud, she convinced herself to never try Kiba's ideas on 'bloody food.'*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would come to a sudden stop as Manon rambled on and on about Subaru's ideas, each one sounding worse than the last to the point where he'd simply put his hand on her shoulder and stare down at her with a purely neutral look.*\"Want my advice? If the man says he's going to go jump off a cliff, just let him do it and don't follow.\"*What that had to do with Manon's issues with Okapi trying to come up with different foods, it was anyone's guess. Okapi was always bringing up random sayings. Terrell clearly shouldn't bring up any sayings.\n\nHe'd move his hand away, resuming his walk as the wolf pups would begin to spread out further into the forest and out of his view. Terrell didn't seem too concerned about them getting lost. After all, he had his whistle still. Finally, he'd stop walking for a while, allowing himself a short break while he waited for the wolves to return. \n\nTerrell would let out a tired exhalation in exasperation, finally looking back at Manon as he'd rub a hand at the back of his neck.*\"I'm assuming you don't want to try it then?\"*He'd eventually ask her in all seriousness. The Elf wasn't sure if it was the blood that concerned her more or the image of her taking it from Subaru anytime they tried to eat. It was a ludicrous thought in his mind, but sooner or later, she was going to have to figure out some solution with her issues or just return to the forest and forever feed off animals.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She stopped as she felt Terrel grab onto her shoulder, her head turning to face him as he spoke. It was clear that she had no idea where that came from or what it had to do with anything. Even after Terrel had became walking, Manon just stood there as she parsed the information. She had no idea Okami wanted to jump off a cliff, or why he wanted to.*\n\n*It was enough to make her forget about the food conversation as she slowly caught up to Terrel, a grim look upon her face. Thankfully her expression changed when Terrel asked his next question, brining her back to the original conversation. She'd have to speak to Okami about it tomorrow.* \n\n\"Hmm, Oh right! I don't know. He wants to fill a cup with his blood so I can drink from it but that sounds awkward to me too. I've always just.. Bit? It's not like I want to bite him either, that wouldn't be very nice.\" *Trying to clear her name of any potential misconceptions.* \n\"I'll give some of his recommendations a try.\"\n *Now that they had stopped she checked her surroundings, maybe there was something here that was interest to Terrel.* \n\"Cozy little area.\" *She said softly.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would look over to her, muttering to himself:*\"Tell him not to do something, and he does it anyway.\"*The Elf supposed he wouldn't expect anything different from the reckless Kemonomimi. Instead, he would simply let out a quiet sigh and decide to find a place near a tree where he could sit by.*\"Whatever you think will work.\"*He'd finally say to her, coming to sit down against the tree and lean back on it. So long as it wasn't his issue to deal with, they could experiment all they want. It was only for the trips anyway.\n\nAt the mention of the area being cozy, he'd say back:*\"Don't get too comfortable unless you plan on staying out here.\"*Maybe it was a threat, maybe it was a suggestion, maybe it was him simply talking. However, she'd take it, Terrell would allow himself the time to relax for now anyway before they'd have to make their way back to town and start a whole other day of traveling. He wouldn't say he didn't enjoy it, but it did get exhausting at times just riding horseback and walking. At least now with the new steed, it should speed things up a bit so that he could get what he needed to get done in Albania.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I'd rather be back in the magical Ombu forests, I'd probably get hunted out here.\" \n*She always worried about something happening that caused aggression towards her. There had been plenty of times where someone died and had bite marks on their neck. The local doctors always threw Manon under the bus, even if they knew she was being helpful. Nobody gave the benefit of the doubt when it came to her. It happened a handful of times before she reached the expansive forests and from then on she simply remained. Occasionally entering Tunuar or Suimer for supplies such as clothing, or to deposit medicine.* \n\n*She held her hand over the stone underneath her, palm facing towards the rock. Most people would have found their third affinity for magic. Manon found her first two rather quickly, both expressed themselves in a similar way. When she was little she pressed her palm against a scrape she obtained from falling while playing. She cried and cried until an adult came but when she moved her hand there wasn't any wound to be seen. At first they scolded her, said \"You're crying wolf\" Until they learned it was Faith magic. Oh how her parents celebrated that night, a healer in the family. Nature started off the same way, holding her hand over a wilting flower and watched it return back to it's former beauty. The stone beneath her remained as unyielding as ever, not even a pebble moved.* \n\n\"Your wolves are having the time of their lives.\" *She said without lifting her head, maybe if she kept trying to move rock something would happen. She was keeping tabs on the three using her nature magic. So far there were only five signs of movement. The imprint she left on the world, Terrel, and 12 paws.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Nothing stopping you.\"*Terrell would say casually as she mentioned preferring to head back to OMB. He'd allow himself to lower a bit more onto the ground, until he had found himself laying flat on his back, staring up at the sky. His hair sat messily beneath him, spread out as if they were a bright pink blanket. It was times like this where his pointed ears were able to be seen more clearly, no longer obscured from view with the mess of his hair.\n\nHearing Manon mention his wolves having a good time, he'd respond back:*\"I figured they'd enjoy themselves out here.\"*It didn't seem like he questioned her ability to read the wolves when they weren't even here, having grown used to her tales of being able to hear animals. At this point, added range didn't sound as crazy anymore.*\n\n\"You know Manon...\"*He would begin, keeping his gaze focused on the sky.*\"Thinking back to all the travelers and healers I've met on the road. You... Are by far the worst of them.\"*The Elf would suddenly break off into a light chuckle. Thinking back to his old friends he's met while traveling, there were never so bad in his eyes. Sure they were strange in ways, but that was just them. Terrell supposed he was strange to some as well.*\"You stick around a lot more than them too though.\"*He'd add more thoughtfully as if thinking aloud.*\"No matter how upset you get with us...\"*The Elf would trail off.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Manon didn't say anything for a long time, she could feel her eyes water at his hurtful words. It's not like the group had sustained any injuries that required healing outside of the two. Both of which she healed with ease as well. She had been called a horrible healer before, those were by people she never met before. They had all assumed that she wasn't very good at it because she was a Vampire, always giving into her temptations or other rumors that had no base of truth. Hearing it come from someone she spent days with. She felt her chest hurt, a sinking feeling in her chest. She didn't know if she wanted to sob, to yell. She didn't know if she wanted to run or fight, she more alone with him than the forest she followed him to. She decided that she would uphold her end of the deal, to repay him for his work in the Ombu Forest. After... She didn't know.* \n\n*All the grass around Manon began to turn brown, not so much withered but dead and dry. The type of grass you would see in a forest fire more than poor weather conditions. They even gave off the scent of burning grass though the fire itself was absent. Her head looked around, more confused than anything at where the smell of a campfire was coming from. She hadn't sensed anyone in a fair distance around them, they should be alone.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell's nose would twitch a bit, at first catching a whiff of the odd smell in the air. At first, he'd shrug it off, figuring it was just like any other smell they came across in the woods. However, as it began to grow stronger, soon shifting to the smell of burning grass. He'd lift his head up, half expecting to see a forest fire, though upon not seeing anything from the position he was in, he would soon sit back up. At first his mind would drift to the wolf pups, glancing around a bit in knowing that they could have trailed further off. The scent could probably keep them at bay for a while if it was something bad, though he preferred them in view.\n\nHis gaze would shift over to Manon, soon gazing down towards the grass as it would start dying around her. It took him a moment to consider it. Was that where the burning smell was coming from? He'd slowly look up towards the Elf, seeing her just as confused.*\"Manon?\"*He'd question somewhat cautiously, shifting his gaze between her and the dying grass. Magic was such a finicky thing it seemed with her and soon enough Terrell would soon find himself standing back up in the even that the dying grass continued to spread.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She looked towards Terrel when he said her name. She expected more cruel words to flow from his mouth, maybe he thought she was just a freak like everyone to him as well. A pair of glowing red eyes looked down at Terrel, it was mostly a play of the moonlight and the fact that she was standing and he was not. It seemed to be enough to snap her out of current emotional turmoil though. Not only did the dried out half burning grass stop it's crawl outwards. It even began returning to it's natural state. This wouldn't be possible with nature magic alone but in combination with her faith magic she gave it life anew. It wasn't a very quick process, the spread of destruction was much faster than the slow rebirth. Granted with her mind pre-occupied with the conversation at hand she didn't pay attention to her feet, just on Terrel and the smell of burning grass.* \n\n\"I thought you were finished there, Do you have more hurtful words for me?\" *She said, not so much in a cold voice, but with a wounded one. The sound of stifled tears could be heard in her wavered voice.* \"Just tell me if you want me to leave, I get it.\" *Thought she didn't move, she wanted to stay with them for a while more. It was the most alone and the least alone she had felt in the six years of being a vampire.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would look at her in confusion, not really sure on what was said to suddenly get her like this, especially with jumping to random statements. 'He tells me not to do something and I do it anyway...' Terrell would think to himself, recalling Okapi suggesting that he simply stopped talking to her. Now he was just a hypocrite with what he uttered about Okapi earlier.\n\nSeeing the grass slowly returning to its normal state, Terrell figured whatever had caused her to initially react must have faded despite her words saying otherwise. She was so back and forth that even the grass seemed to show it.*\n\n\"Manon, you're going to have to catch me up here.\"*He'd say in his usual low tone.*\"Between whatever it was I said and the grass suddenly dying, I have no idea what's wrong.\"*Terrell considered telling her to calm down. Then again, that had never worked before, in fact seemingly made things worse. He wondered if it was too late to take Okapi's advice now, every word seemingly a minefield around the Vampires.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*She looked down at her feet to see the grass being perfectly fine. She even went as far as to give Terrel a confused look at as well. What would she know about burning grass, she was looking for the source of it as well. She took a few steps away so she could better see the moon before speaking. Almost as if just looking at it was soothing in a way for her.* \n\n\"You and Okami both brought up how horrible of a healer I am. I feel like I'm just kidding myself at this point. Healing is the only thing that keeps me going, The only part of me I'm proud of anymore. What's the point if nobody else can see it though?\" \n*She pulled herself away from the moon to rejoin Terrel, this time she took a spot on the ground as well as she laid on her back. Her short black hair did not pool much like his.* \n\"As for burning grass, I don't see anything or know what you're talking about. Someone must have a campfire much further in, the wind probably blew it our direction.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would look at her dubiously, knowing full well the story of a campfire was far from true. Was she simply playing naive or did she actually not notice it? He wasn't too sure. His gaze would follow her as she'd walk over to him and lay back down, the Elf not feeling much in the mood to go back to relaxing after that. She mentioned the two of them calling her a bad healer which part of him found surprise in it. Was that really what she got so upset about?*\n\n\"Manon.\"*He'd begin, sounding exasperated before he'd catch himself and would begin speaking more in his normal monotone voice.*\"I don't know what Okapi said about you, but what I said was a *Joke*.\"*The Elf looked down at her, the outline of his pig mask resting in the center of the moon as a darkened shadow against it.*\"If a healer knows how to heal then they've done their job right and whatever else there may be to them, that's none of my business.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I'm sure you both laugh about it. A healer who does more harm than good.\" \n*She quoted Okami. She didn't believe the Pig's words, There had to have been some truth for him to make the comment in the first place. If he didn't find what he said somewhat true, he wouldn't have said it.* \n\n\"What is a healer's job then? To wander around a forest endlessly, bashing the skulls of animals? To slide their fingers around their necks and twist until they twitch within your hands? Are healers supposed to syphon the blood daily from totally healthy things?\" \n\n*She could keep going with what she has to do in order to survive. She wasn't a healer, she was a monster. She was a terrible healer, her hands could do extraordinary things. But they've only been used to claim life instead. With that realization in mind she fought back her tears. Talk of being a doctor in a big city was just only that, talk.* \"I promised to repay my debt, Once I'm able to do that I'll go plague some other forest. Nothing is stopping me, remember.\" *Maybe it was cruel to twist his words around but she found herself lacking in compassion.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Tavern.\"*He'd say back bluntly, coming to a stop by a split in the pathway before eventually deciding in heading in one direction to find the tavern.*\"We'll get something to eat from there then stay for the night before setting off again. Should hopefully be making good progress in getting across this country if we keep moving each day.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ah, so Tavern hunting?\" *He asks whilst whipping up a small plan to... Satisfy some urges during the night, hopefully nobody would notice as his mouth twitched upwards slightly at the idea that his plan would come to fruition, and he'll be off scot-free, he can't wait.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Shouldn't be too hard to find one.\"*He'd say more casually. As they'd pass by a small stable, Terrel would find his gaze wandering towards it briefly. They could have probably gotten much further on horseback, but with Carl back at home they were more likely going to end up borrowing some or just purchasing some more.*\"You wouldn't happen to know how to ride a horse would you?\"*He'd ask Xylon, part of him figuring he'd already know the answer.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\". Uh... No, I haven't ridden a horse before\" *He said smiling sheepishly, he had never ridden a horse before, he attempted to, but his parents didn't think it was safe for him so he went through life without trying such a thing, he was curious though can't be that hard right?.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Do you want to?\"*He'd ask him, turning his head away from the stable as they passed it, the tavern soon coming into view as they'd round another building. Maybe grabbing some more horses won't be the worst idea. At least if they get to Chu faster, they'd have more time to rest before officially setting off into the desert.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes-\" *He answered almost too quickly, he'll have a means to get around quicker! Besides, it'll be an experience just like this journey he's on, the tavern closed in and Nylon opened the door for Terrell.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He'd let out a chuckle.*\"Alright. Maybe we can get a couple horses from the stable tomorrow and hope you don't get killed in the process of trying to ride them.\"*Terrel would say as he walked through the door Xylon held open. It seemed the tavern had quite a few patrons, but fortunately enough there were still some places for them to sit as Terrel would scope out a more secluded spot and would head towards it. Taking a seat in the booth, Terrel would lean back against the cushion with a tired sigh. Finally, the first time he could properly sit back since he had left Mentia.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I mean I could get trampled\" *He suggested sitting opposite of Terrell in their shared booth, he swung his legs back and forth still brewing the plan he'll hatch turning nightfall just hopefully Terrell is a deep sleeper and his feet are still light and soundproof, his stomach growled as he remembered he should've eaten. He fished out the bread Terrell gave him out of his sack and munched on them legs swinging.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"And I could end up getting kicked. Wouldn't want either one. Horses are timid creatures. Well mine is anyways. You'd need to know to handle them based on their personality. Which I'm not sure what we may be getting from the stables here being this close to the desert.\"*Terrel would explain, mildly gazing around the tavern while he waited for the waiter to come by.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Why would stables be in the hot dessert?\" *He inquired, he doesn't know how horses could survive out in the heat, his legs swung as he munched on the bread happily gazing around the tavern as well trying to find entertainment somewhere while he relays his plan and he'd set up the area before he initiates it, just hope Lady Luck is on his side.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Typically they aren't.\"*He'd say.*\"But Siui is just about far enough to still have the proper environment to raise pretty strong steeds. Wouldn't be so bad to have them cross the rest of this country before we leave the cities for good. We'll see what they have to offer after breakfast tomorrow. I'm going to try to get some well deserved rest for now.\"*He'd say, stretching out a bit.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"By the- That's amazing! Runes, you say? Guess I never looked into it much...\"\n*She marveled, rubbing her chin as an impressed smile took to her lips. Her guard slowly lowered in this relatively safe place, the exhaustion from her heightened awareness seeped into her bones, visibly deflating as she let out a long, deep sigh.*\n\"Gods, I hate the cold...\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I've learned a lot about it in Praia. That and well... This book I got from there. Once you start enchanting, can hardly stop.\"*He said with a light chuckle. Terrell watched the growing fire for a while, his attention only shifting back to the Kemonomimi as she brought up the cold weather. He had to admit, it did slow up travel a lot, both horseback and what energy they could expend to keep going when the weather wasn't in their best interest. Still though, he tended to prefer the cooler weather if not for the sake of watching from the warmth of the indoors. But he could see that probably wasn't same for his companion. Terrell shifted closer to her, gently pressing up against the Kemonomimi to give off some warmth to her alongside the fire.*\"It'll pass soon.\"*He said.*\"If we're lucky, the warmer months will arrive before we get too far north.\"*Terrell figured with the days that passed, there was only so much time left before the heat returned anyway.*\"Until then, maybe I can find something around the house to make traveling a bit easier.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*Maybe it was the presence of the pack, but Ikehara couldn't help but rub her head against Terrel's shoulder, her ears flattening gently. She had come to rely on the elf, his cool demeanour able to put her at ease even during the worst of times. While she was mostly unflappable, even she had her low points.*\n\"To think, you were the first person I'd had a decent conversation with after leaving home...\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell allowed his head to rest atop hers for the time being, unable to stop the smile forming on what could be seen of his face.*\"Was I the only person you had conversation with or am I just a good conversationalist?\"*He asked her in a joking tone. Terrell allowed himself to go lax with the weight of travel behind them for now. There was always more to do tomorrow, but for now they could enjoy each other's company in a much warmer atmosphere. He rather enjoyed it.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "The girl tilted her head again in curiosity as she watched the crew leave..? Go silent? With a slight frown to her features before she averted her gaze back to the woman as she spoke. Looking down to her bag she let out a thoughtful hum. \n\n\"We'll, I'm not sure yet, but I do wanna know if I can cook something new, there's someone that keeps visiting me for my food and I wanna make sure he keeps getting Suprised\" She said, nodding her head \n\n\"That and so he doesn't get the small idea of cutting a bit of these\" She said and pointed to the tentacles on her head, in response one of the tentacles wrapped around her finger and she let out a little timid chuckle... Realizing it was gonna be stuck there for a bit of a minute." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Cassandra eyed the Breton for a moment, eventually saying:*\"Seems like you got your hands pretty full. Well that's too bad, could have used ya to teach the crew a thing or two about cooking if you're good enough to keep someone so persistent at bay.\"*A chuckle escaped her for a brief moment and giving Levi's hair a simple flick, she continued.*\"It's not often I get to see a Breton this far from the Arcades. I'm sure plenty can go all their lives not leaving the ocean.\"*The Captain stared down at Levi for a moment.*\"Assuming this someone is another landlubber, don't see why you don't just stay out at sea?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "At the mere mention of wanting to teach other people to cook the tentacle retracted back to her.. Hair and she quickly reached into her pocket, where she pulled out a small book \n\n\"Ahhh, if you need recipes actually I have a couple spare! I always make copies of what I cook in case anything happens.. Not all books are able to stay under water and not.. Turn into paper mash you know! So If you need to.. I Can give you a couple papers of some recipes!\" She offered with a smile, lifting up one recipe of what seemed like steamed crab and clam sided with fried seaweed. \n\n\"Although, I don't really stay out at sea because.. I'm really bad at directions, I'm trying to get used to land before I venture to water again— i hope that makes sense of course..\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*She waves away the piece of paper.*\"Don't try to insult them. Not everyone around here is gifted with the ability to read.\"*Cass said to her casually. With the mention of being bad at directions, she raised an eyebrow in question.*\"And you trust yourself out here with your lack of direction more than you do in the water? I work with cartography, but even I can say a Breton should have the instinct to know where they're going in their own element.\"*She turned and headed over towards the ocean, watching the waves rose up just to the tip of her shoes before returning to where it came from.*\"You are one strange Breton, I'll give you that.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Levia let out a hum, one of acknowledgment to the others words. It was true, one would think because of her family dating back to adventurers, people who live in oceans she'd have even a little bit of recognition from where she is. Though the treton said otherwise. \n\n\"That's true but, Im an orphan. I couldn't get to meet my family or even become as skilled in cartography as I should be because of them. I kinda grew up with foods, in my short life I've learned that food connects people even subtly, so I apologize if what I said seemed to offend\" She excused, referring to the girl saying she'd offend because not a lot are gifted to read." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Oh ok, are you a light sleeper by any chance?\" *He could've said it more subtly but he didn't want to beat around the bush much right now, he needed a clear cut answer and he might as well be blunt besides its not like Terrel knows of his plan or what it is, hopefully he says no and he can start arranging their room accordingly so he'll be swift and have no possible way of getting caught in the night.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would glance at Nylon through narrowed slits, hidden behind his mask.*\"Whatever you plan to do, I'll turn the other way for the night.\"*He'd gradually get up from his seat. That seemed about as much as an answer he was going to get as the Elf would turn away to head towards the bar to purchase a room before soon returning to Nylon.*\"Be back before dawn. We ride out in the morning as soon as we can get you situated with a new horse.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I'll be quick, you won't even know i left.\" *He promised, at least he won't have problems with Terrel finding out about his secret plan, though he's still nervous about it.*\n\n*He's been able to work off heists before but this is a new area, he won't know the terrain and doesn't know many hiding spots and quick getaways when things get a little too rough, he'll have to wing it if he wants to satisfy his kleptomanic urges and actually live to tell the tale though he doesn't think he'll be telling anyone about this crimes yet, hopefully he won't end up with a missing leg.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Right...\"*He'd say skeptically, soon turning away to head up to the room with the expectation of Nylon coming with before he headed out for the night.*\"Leave whatever you need in the room. I'll be staying here for the night.\"*The Elf would say, coming up to the door of the room and opening it up for him.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "G-\"2 minutes. You'd be surprised on how much food she can fit into that tiny body of hers.\"\n\n*Cuo continued to scarf down the food, assisting herself with mage hands that tore the pastries into convenient bite sized pieces before once again downing the coffee, probably consuming a month's worth of sugar in a single sitting. It would, in fact, take two minutes, with Cuo suddenly closing the book and letting out a small burp.*\n\n\"They're closing let's go!\"\n\n*And she proceeded to bolt out the door, albiet no faster than the average man.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Mahan watched, caught between mean-spirited mirth and rising amazement as CUO, that twig of a girl did in fact clean her plates in 2 minutes flat, before turning to Garuda.\n\n\"... I don't think I've ever seen such a greatly outclassed human jaw dislodge itself so wide just to swallow a slice of pie before. In fact, I'm certain she's not fully human anymore. I believe you have inadvertently stumbled upon a descendant of a Base.\" He concluded sagely with a deadpan tone.\n\nHe looked again. Furthermore, he slowly gaped. \n\n\"That mastery over the mage hand spell... To coordinate so many in the harmonious pursuit of singular goal. I'm torn between respect for a master of the craft and offense over the near profane usage of this spell.\"\n\nSoon enough, when she was done- Mahan was inevitably left in solemn awe at the grand feat that had been accomplished.\n\n\"With 10 seconds to spare on the clock... You know, I think I might have discounted her talents. Now I just need to figure what the hell is the point of these talents.\" He murmured with genuine respect.\n\nThen for a while, he peacefully sat in comparable silence with Garuda, sipping his rich coffee and stewing with contemplation in the aftermath of CUO's deed. \n\nSeconds passed. Moments passed. Then, he suddenly remembered something.\n\n\"Uh... She's going to come back eventually, yes?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "G-\"For all I know, her heritage could be that of a bag with infinite space inside of it manifested into humanity. That mage hand is apparently one of the only spells she was proficient in before meeting me. I imagine she's practiced it over and over.\"\n\n*The Raven looked out the door for a couple moments, before finally turning to Myhan.*\n\nG-\"You might want to go look for her. I don't think she's coming ba-ACK!\"\n\n*Garuda's sentence ended with a caw as she suddenly dissipated. Cuo __was__ the Spiritbinder, after all.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"You got a spare room? What, expecting guests?\"\n*She chuckled dryly, raising a brow at the mild absurdity of this house. Her eyes wandered around the pack, cycling through their names again, settling on the Chief. You could tell he was their elder, with how he carried himself - despite the visible excitement from reuniting with his old master, it seemed.*\n\"Not a bad idea. The sun will drop soon, anyway.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Came with the house.\"*He said back with a look of amusement. The Sinai gradually got up from where he sat, the wolves idly shuffling around his legs to avoid accidentally getting stepped on. He offered a hand down to her.*\"Got to be glad it did. Wouldn't want to be sleeping on the couch, hm?\"*He asked. Terrell supposed she made a fair point. There was hardly reason for the extra addition if it were just him and the wolves returning home by the end of the day. He supposed it made it all the more fortunate when guests did come over whenever that may happen. However, he spent so much time traveling, that he hadn't really thought of it much.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Not fussed either way. Glad to sleep in a decent bed, though it's probably dusty... Lead the way, o' head of the pack.\"\n*She took his hand and pulled herself to her feet, laughing as she teased him; avoiding stepping on any tails in the sea of mottled white.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Guess the dust beats the snow.\"*He thought aloud with a grin, leading the way in stepping over the resting wolves. Terrell took a moment to envision the dark house, continuing along a path of familiar layout until he could eventually navigate his way to the stairs. A few of the younger wolves curiously followed after them as he continued along up the narrow stairway until he eventually made his way to the top where a more open area sat. Just beyond it were a few rooms. Two of which to be assumed for guests if not storage, but from the light streaming in through the windows of each, it seemed that were all well furnished enough to have a bed at least. He showed her into one of them, mainly chosen at random, but by any's fortune it seemed to have a nice view of the fenced off land where the horses roamed, continuing onward until only the taiga forest could be seen stretching on for miles.*\"I believe this should be suitable for a night, wouldn't you say?\"*He jested, deciding to stay by the doorway in allowing her to get settled for the time being.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I'd say so, yes...\"\n*She gave a small yawn, the fatigue hitting her again as the promise of sleep lay before her. She gave the sheets a dust-off, though nothing that there was little settled - then checked the mattress and pillows for insects or animals. She only found the odd spider, so it was manageable.*\n\n\"Thank you Terrel, this will do fine.\"\n*Ikehara returned in a quieter voice, smiling warmly as she slung her arms around his shoulders in a small embrace - feeling immediately awkward about it as she stiffened up.*" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "*He goes inside and runs towards the nearest bed, putting down his sack and goes through it for a moment and taking out miscellaneous items from inside, when he was satisfied he grabs more bread and just eats.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would head inside more calmly, eventually falling back on the bed and drawing in the comfort from the much softer bedding. For a while, he'd lay like that, dozing in the gradually dying sunlight while his roommate continued preparing for whatever heist he was about to pull.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*He eventually finished his snack and prepared himself for the heist, though firstly he put the last loaf he had on Terrel's bedside table before he left the room and started sneaking around the tavern and went out the door into the night.*\n\n*He came back in the room through the window instead of through the tavern and the door to the room, he clutched his prize tightly and puts it in his sack and hid it under his bed praying the owner didn't see him and identified him he crashed into bed and immediately slept once his head hit the comfy pillow, the stress of sneaking about caused him to be terribly exhausted and now it's time to shut off the light.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would open his eyes into narrowed slits as Nylon would walk out the room, staring after him for a while. Eventually, he'd turn away, moving to get more comfortable on his bed for the night as it drew on for a while. Terrell was never sure when the Raccoon came back that night, but as the simple rays of sunlight would fall down on his face, he'd catch sight of Nylon sleeping in bed.*\"Time to get up.\"*He'd say with a yawn, stretching out under the covers before he'd eventually get out of bed.*" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Five more minutes..\" *He muttered and mushed his face unto the pillow, he doesn't want to wake up just yet and doesn't have plans to wake up for at least another 5 hours but before he drifted off again he remembered what Terrel told him and jolted awake* \"Horse riding lessons let's go-\" *He stands with new found energy and is in the process of dragging Terrel towards the door though he's having a little trouble* \"Cmon cmon! The faster you wake up the faster we get to our destination.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*Terrell would gradually get up from his bed, going grab his cloak and putting it back on only to find himself being grabbed for an ineffective attempt at getting him to move faster. He'd simply glance back at Nylon, not moving from where he was.*\"With energy like that you might not even need a horse.\"*He'd say in partial tease, finally getting up to head towards the door.*\"We still need to grab breakfast before we go.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"What do you think they have for breakfast here?\" *He asks whilst fixing his shoe and one leg hopping towards the door sack already obtained, when he got the boot fixed he ran out to the tavern's main area and sat in a booth awaiting his morning meal before they head out further into the desert legs swinging in excitement.*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes I'm sure this place has breakfast.\"*He'd say in an exasperated tone, giving one final stretch before he'd grab his bag and head out the door. The Elf would make his way down to the main area, taking a seat across from the raccoon before waiting for the waiter to come over and take their orders. Terrell would request a simple platter of pancakes, figuring that it'll hold him over for the rest of the morning. The next city would be quite a bit of walking distance, but at least they could keep near the river for majority of the trek there.*" } ]