Ulanor/Legend of the Marked Ones

[daxtinator396]

"I am a hunter. I hunt for purpose not for fun so no I would not know and I've killed things bigger and badder than you. Try something against someone innocent down there and see what happens. I dare you. You'll be counting your limbs." Sig growls and then looks back at Keeper,"How are we getting there?"

[MiscChaos]

"Just one: That image of the world gets us outta here, right?" Clife says brusquely, ready to get a headstart on this hunt and keep the causalities the wild ones would inflict to a minimum.

[napsii]

Astrid eyed the tip of her cigarette, now alight with a smoldering blue. She stuffed it back into her mouth, a discolored blue-gray smoke hissing out. She sighed again and turned back to face the Keeper and the apparently squabbling men in the room. Now this was paradise. She dismissed the petty arguments in an instant; as far as she was concerned, it was healthy not to have these guys (who despite their muscular statures, only one of which looked like he could take more than a single punch from her) snapping at her heels all the time.

Not to mention those who thought themselves to be embodiments of chaos and suffering were a dime a dozen...

And Astrid valued her individualism.

"No. Let's go." she said tersely, expecting some kind of teleportation magic. It was hopeful that she wouldn't be teamed with the others. She'd rather have strong competition than debilitating assistance from these ones as it stood.

[Reaver]

Razajin looks between the two men bitching before looking back at the Keeper. "I have on final question. I understand that I can kill any who get in my way but what if one of these chosen ones get in my way? Do I have authority to deal with them as I see fit? Becuase my blade also hungers for souls to feed to my god."

[RavenLord]

[b]Observatory(first group)[/i]

Image is just there to show you, i will send you down there. To continent of Ehairion, the realm of sands. And you are going now. Keeper speaks, he then turns to Razajin, If any of them hinders or dangers the mission, you are free to do so. Now go! he says then waves his hand, dismissing them from his realm, robbing them of their senses and sending them down to Ulanor, except the one called Mayleen, he had a different task for her in mind.

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Group wakes up in a great room with beds under each. Room has no windows though sunlight still escapes into room from between wooden planks of the wall. Noises came from outside, noises of people, animal. Sound of everyday life.

[Reaver]

Razajin waits two econds to gain his bearings before jumping out of the bed to look around. "For the record guys I will kill any of you if you endanger the mission or frankly rub me the wrong way. Because I'm here to serve the Keeper and bloody my blade until I make a river of blood."

[daxtinator396]

Sig awakes with a groan,"This form of travel sucks but at least we can start on our mission." Sig says sitting up. He checks his pack to find everything there and straps his cross blade to a side holster before standing up,"Just be quiet no one is scared of you." Sig says gruffly dismissing him before leaving.

[napsii]

It was expected that Astrid would crash into sleep once a bed was tangible beneath her, uncaring for her mission, but it was like a cocktail of malaise and energy had been forced down her throat as her vision came back, leaving her feeling somewhere between wired and unmotivated.

At the least, she stepped from her bed ahead of the others, slinging her greatsword crosswise over her back from where it'd been propped against the walls. Re-tie her shoelaces, dust off her skirt...

She looked around. There wasn't shit in here, but it sounded like some type of village. Ehairion was some place she'd always go to but grudgingly unless she was wealthy. There were annoying ass snakes and bugs everywhere.

Without a word in the others' direction, she proceeded out the nearest door with leaving them behind, at least for now, in mind.

[MiscChaos]

"Shut up all of you." Clife says, the feeling of discomfort much lower the second time around now that she was expecting it. She sees she's now in a room with everyone else and instantly wants out. Especially from the dude who asked about killing Chosen Ones and the dude trying to kill everyone he sees. So she exits the room and runs out into the world.

[Reaver]

"Whatever lets just find the damn book and the damn mortal." He straps his sword to his back and follows this woman out of the house. "Also everyone....My name is Razajin but you can call me Raza and I hope we all survive this mission so we can return to our respectful gods."

[RavenLord]

Village of Teiro, Town Center(Clife, Razajin)

A warm sight greets Astrid and Razajin. There are people all over the center, some taking their goods to marketplace or going to their works. A couple of militia chatting each other at a corner, a simple priest preaching the word of his gods. Sun is up in the air and still rising into the blue, cloudless sky of Ulanor.

[MiscChaos]

Looking around, Clife decides that the militia would have the most information on either the book or the man they're hunting, so she walks right up to them. "Oy, know someone by the name of Ahriman?" She decides not to ask about the book just yet, people being the better bet with the militia.

[napsii]

Astrid didn't bother to slip her name. As it stood, these weren't exactly the most personable individuals.

She adjusted her pack over her shoulder and squinted as she stepped into the sun. The humidity was tolerable enough for her after working in hot environments, but the shifting sand under her feet she already knew would present a future challenge. She hated sand, despite her own deity being tied to the sands themselves. She much preferred dry, stony ruins lands like Ehairion was popular for.

Without so much as a glance backward, she looked around, eyeing the militia's weaponry in particular. It wasn't uncommon for bands like these to be set up to combat roving bandits, magic and wild animals, but she thought she'd get a good idea of what she could be facing if they ever decided to attack.

Which they did more often than naught.

Gods did she hate lawbringers.

[daxtinator396]

Sig closes his eyes against the light as he leaves the building and enjoys the sights and smells of the small village so like his own home,"When I finish this I can return home and how the children will luagh and be amazed at the tales I tell them." He smiles to himself as wonders where to go next before deciding to follow the girl heading towards the Militia.

[Reaver]

Razajin nods in approval as he takes in the sights of the busy village. "So productive, these humans are.....So fragile. I'm going to talk to the priest. He's probably the wisest man here and he might know something about the book." He walks across the town center to the priest. He bows his head in respect for the holy man before talking to him. "Greetings holy man, I bring tidings from the phoenix lord and would like to ask you if you know anything about the book "Liber Chaotica"."

[RavenLord]

Teiro, Town Center,(First Group)

Militia men notice Clife when she calls out to them. Though one looks at him suspiciously, other one, more cheerfull than the other answers her, "No miss, we dont know anyone by the name of Ahriman.". "Your friend?" Other one asks as Sig approaches them.

Meanwhile Astrid realizes that these militia wouldnt make a serious threat to them in small numbers. They are clad in leather vest and each carried a wooden shield and a spear along with a knife hung at their belts.

Priest looks at Razajin, smiling. "Wellcome child. May trine bless you. " he says then hears him out. He shakes his head slowly. "Sorry my boy, but i dont know neither of Phoenix Lord nor this Book you speak of. A Librarian of Oshtet would be more help to you, as they know of many books." he says in a soft voice.

[MiscChaos]

"Nah, just someone I met. Thanks for your time." Clife says, turning around and headed somewhere else. The Razajin guy has already gone and asked the priest for info, so she decides to skip that for now. Next stop is the market. There's always some good info in gossip, or so her years as a healer has taught her. "Excuse me," she calls out to the first crowd she sees, "You know someone named Ahriman?"

[napsii]

Astrid bit her lip, turning away but keeping her ear perked for the others' questions. They had fanned out somewhat, asking the obvious questions, and to predictable effect. It was too optimistic to think any o these peasants would know the first step to their goal.

On that note, she tossed her scarf over her neck to keep her skin from getting crisped by sunburn under this heat, and tuned into the preacher giving his spiel to that Razajin character.

"Who's in charge around here?" she asked from a distance to the holy man.

[Reaver]

Razajin nods and smiles at the priest. "Thank you for your help but do you think you could direct me to this man because I'm a traveler and I don't know this area to well." he glances torwards the other members of his group and sees that they're chatting with the sorry excuse for a militia. He's better off without them anyways. "Just shush woman I already have the info we need." He snaps at the woman trying not to draw too much attention.

[daxtinator396]

"Hey wait!" He calls following after her,"Why don't we look together? I'm Sig." He says after he catches up to her.