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by **Mark3000** » Tue Mar 12, 2019 10:52 pm

A Fateful Meeting

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by **Blue56** » Fri Mar 15, 2019 8:55 am

Life in Azraq had been surprisingly peaceful for Selvaria as of late. She hadn't had anyone come to seek her out in the shop that doubled as her home in days it felt like. The workbench she was sitting at had never been so clean as it was now, leaving plenty of room for her to rest her head and take a nap. Until there was a knock at her door anyways. Selvaria yawned as she sat up, her white wings stretching along with her arms. She was just about to call that the door was open, forgetting she was still wearing only her white night gown that she hadn't bothered to change out of yet, when the door suddenly flew off it's hinges and a trio of Azraq guards filed in.

Selvaria freezes up, staring wide eyed at the guards as they deliver their missive. Her first thought was that her past had caught up to her and she would be arrested, but the truth was far more mundane than that. ".......Oh...." Is all Selvaria utters as the knights leave as quickly as they came, watching sadly as her door is dragged away. The cold air and snow flakes drifting into her small home cause her to shiver as she contemplates what had just happened. Selvaria was vaguely aware of the law that had been passed, but why had they come so early? Her lack of a door is a more pressing concern at the moment though. She would need a new one or her house would be significantly less comfortable, as well as safe if just anyone could walk in. Reaching for the pouch that held her Crystals and opening it only for a single sad looking crystal to fall out onto her work bench. Turns out not doing any work for days on end meant not getting paid either.

This left Selvaria to consider the choice that had been given to her. Working for a guild meant fighting, while on the other hand, trying to convince her rival in business to close down meant negotiations and no money meant she had little to bargain with. Not to mention the idea of having to go barter with a stranger made her want to just crawl back into bed and curl up under a blanket. "Guild it is then...." She mumbled sadly as she changed into clothes more suitable for going out. Selvaria wasn't giving up on her peaceful life owning a repair shop just yet, but she needed funds and she needed them soon. Once her rifle was at her side, her hat was secure on her head, and her wings were tucked under her cloak, Selvaria would head to see about finding some work with one of the guilds.

by **MiscChaos** » Sun Mar 17, 2019 1:03 am

Ophelia hadn't had a rest as peaceful and full of warmth... ever, really. The company surrounding her and falling asleep with Alice in her arms are basically all she wants in life right now and she would like to keep this peace forever. And then someone stops outside of their door, bringing her from the soft realm of sleep back fully into reality. She has never experienced such a desire to kill someone, but having her rest interrupted seems to have made her absolutely murderous. Especially once they begin rattling it, as if trying to force it open. Well, there was back in the arena, both when the idiot with more penis than sense slapped Alice and when Annie was hooked by the man soon to lose his spine. She supposes her anger was greater in both of those instances, but not by much when she hears someone fiddling with things outside of the door. She will need to have words with the guards at a later point because the fact that someone can make this much noise and not inspire the curiosity of those in charge of security is unacceptable. With a sigh, she untangles herself from Alice and re-dresses herself. She doesn't want to offer the view of her body to anyone outside of this room besides Lady Techra now that she knows such lovely things can be done with it.

Once she is armored and armed, she goes into stealth and attempts to quietly make her way out of the room without alerting those on the other side to her movements. At the very least, because of her gift, if it's some moron attempting to harm her, it should take some time for them to realize she is not just another Nomad. If it is someone attempting to harm her companions, they will not live through the night. Actually, given her anger at being woken up, unless it's for a good reason no one is surviving the night. She'll just make their death quick and mostly painless if they weren't attempting to harm her or her companions.

by **lilbooth** » Wed Mar 20, 2019 1:27 am

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The Collab

When the other trio finished their awkward passing, CeeCee turned back to Saphira and Magnolia. "Shall we continue onto town then? I need to check in with the guild, perhaps you could sign up as well. And I'll need to find a new mount, so a brief stop in the forest on our perhaps. Sound good?"

by **Randomizer4** » Wed Mar 20, 2019 11:42 pm

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"I'd love to... but... CeeCee... that town over there... what ever it is. We should investigate, who knows what magic it holds?" Saphira looked longingly up towards the magical black spires.

by **Littlemankitten** » Thu Mar 21, 2019 12:14 am

Collab

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As the other trio went out of sight, Anastasia sighed. "By Avenir I'm going to see those Barton's burnt to ash." She said aloud, but to herself. Anastasia just kept walking to the colosseum, hoping the job would be quick enough and after so long she could finally get paid her due.

by **RandomRoninKitten** » Thu Mar 21, 2019 11:01 pm

Lilith Rose/Mark3000

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Saphira Perinther/Randomizer

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Anastasia Ursa/LittleManKitten

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As her group made their way to the Colosseum, Idalia glanced back at the other group they had just passed by "She knew, she just... can't speak our language." she says, finally, in reference to the girl who had blocked their path. "I've seen a lot of 'us', but that's a first. I wonder what he screwed up to make her incapable of basic speech." she said, to which Ara replied "I don't think she CAN'T speak, it seemed more like she didn't know how. Judging from the way she was acting, she seemed less incapable of speech, and more... simple." she said, casually.

After not too much longer, the group comes upon the Colosseum of Fools. One of the two guards at the front gate started to raise his hand to stop them, however Ara stopped him first "We're here for the tournament, we have three people, no we're not whores, let us in to sign up." she said, to which the guard simply gaped at them. The second guard laughed out loud, almost clutching his stomach "Oh, she got you good." he said, once finished, as he opened up the gates to let them in.

Once inside, another guard led them to a desk. All around them, covering the walls were various banners from the various guilds and houses all over the continent, most of which Anastasia didn't recognize. The guard at the desk greeted them, however he stops when he sees Anastasia, freezing in place. After a moment of his staring, Idalia leans forward and waves her remaining hand in his face "OH excuse me" he says, after shaking his head from side to side "Ahem, yes, uh, please sign your names on this sheet and give us your team's name." he says, sliding the clipboard towards them. Aranya signs her name, "Aranya Wulfekastiel", then she hands the clipboard to Idalia, who signs her name "Idalia", then pauses briefly, before asking "Do we have to sign a last name?" to which the guard replies "Ah, yes. If you don't have one, make one up. We had someone yesterday who didn't have a last name." he explains. After a moment, Idalia signs her last name as "Baskerville", before sliding the clipboard over to Anastasia.

Selvaria Vaimel/Blue56

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Ophelia/MiscChaos

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Natliya Cain Si’Talvace/The Quill

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by **MiscChaos** » Fri Mar 22, 2019 6:14 am

Assassination Attempt on the Assassin

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by **Littlemankitten** » Fri Mar 22, 2019 7:53 am

Anastasia considered what she saw briefly, and decided that in a way, both of them were right in their assessments. "She did look like a child who didn't quite know what to do, something that knew what they wanted to say but didn't know how to say it... Yet that wouldn't change the fact that bastard would of screwed something up." As they approached the colosseum, Ana was about to tell of the guard in the typical polite Spectross manner, but Aranya got there first, and laid down exactly what was happening to them. Anastasia grunted a little as the gate opened, but decided not to say anything to those two idiots that guard the gate. Now inside the colosseum itself, Ana looked around and tried to take in as much as the interior as she could, all of the banners and various symbols that lined the walls, the surprisingly well kept flooring and general architecture. It felt like something that should belong in Solstace.

By the time Ana stopped in front of the desk, the guard had already been staring at her for a few moments. Ana narrowed her eyes at him and crossed her arms. "Stop gawking and do your damn job." She said in a very annoyed tone, not really appreciating how people have been looking at her ever since that damn ghost got the best of her. When the clipboard was passed to Ana, she hastily wrote her name in surprisingly good handwriting, something most Spectross has as bad handwriting is a sign of imperfection obviously. For a team name, she looked to the other two and shrugged. "Well... How does Graced by Perfection sound for a team name?" Assuming they agreed, she would write that down.

When Anastasia asked how they felt about the team name, Ara was paying attention to something else, while Idalia simply nodded her head and responded "I think team names are silly anyway, I'd have just scribbled into the box to see what they make of it when we're called." She said, while the Guard accepted the clipboard back and started to hand the room key to Anastasia, however he glanced up at her again and changed his mind, handing it to Idalia, who quickly snatches it from him "Thank you." she says, before starting to lead the way down the hallway, towards their room. Ara follows close behind, glancing around at all of the different banners "I never realized there were so many banners used in Chaldea." she comments, casually.

Anastasia grunted again. "Yea, I suppose you're right, not like it'll mean anything later on." Anastasia was about to take the key the clerk was handing to her, but the fuck then changed their mind and handed it to Idalia. Anastasia gave them a classic Spectross deathstare before turning on her heel and following Idalia and Aranya. At Ara's comment, Anastasia simply shrugged. "With the amount of guilds that burn down then get rebuilt, this is probably a fraction of them in the past year or so." Anastasia sighs and brushes herself off, noticing even more of her skin had changed color, and that her other eye was now just starting to emit light as well, even if very faintly at this point. "It's getting worse I think." She commented, not specifying what she was talking about, though it was probably obvious anyway.

Aranya glances at Anastasia when she comments that her condition is advancing "Are you feeling strange in any way?" she asks, however Idalia cuts in as they stop outside their appointed room "I wouldn't worry about it too much. I'm composed of numerous creatures, and it only bothers me insofar as I feel compelled to... feed." she says, looking disturbed for a moment, before shaking her head. The group is distracted, however, as a group of three is talking and unlocking their room just across from the room they're traveling towards. The red-haired girl, with the red overcoat and red eyes, with black ribbons in her hair looks familiar, though the Wanderer with her, in the skimpy blue armored top that exposes her stomach, as well as the blue skirt, and the other girl, a blond girl with a blue bow, and long blue and white dress, with a pocket watch strapped around her shoulders and dangling at her hip, Anastasia can't recognize. After the group disappears into their room, not noticing Anastasia's group, they reach their own room, and Idalia unlocks the door, quickly, then yanks it open, commenting as they enter "I feel as they I should have recognized one of those people... oh right, that girl in the blue, Alice, is very popular in the north and north-west.".

Anastasia looks at her blackened hands for a bit then shrugs a little. "Not really, if anything I do feel a bit more... Calm I suppose, hopefully that's all it keeps itself to." Anastasia then looks at Idalia, frowning a little. "That doesn't really make me feel better, especially since you were specially made the way you are." Leaving Aranya to once again question what the hell Idalia is, Anastasia glances towards the trio she sees heading into another room. Isn't that the girl she beat up at the orc encampment? And what is she doing with a filthy grey-skin? Heading into the room, Anastasia nods. "I think I recognize the red-head from somewhere, not that I know exactly what her deal is. Though I hope we face them in a way so I can wipe that smug look of that grey-skin. What is that Alice girl popular for anyway? Is she someone we should be worried about?" Anastasia then heads towards the nearest reflective object and looks herself over. Definitely getting progressively worse. She sighs, kind of depressed by that now.

Idalia shrugs "I don't know about the red-head, but I think she noticed us. Alice, however, is popular in some areas as a skilled and gallant warrior who serves the Deity Masino, claims herself as a hero of Justice, and isn't known to have ever lost a fight. It's odd that she's here, simply because she's usually... like, stopping raiders, entire camps of orcs, giant monsters, and pretty much anything she deems as evildoers. She must be looking for someone here." she explains. After Idalia had finished speaking, Ara comments "You two are just going to imply that that girl was built, but not elaborate on it for me? I feel left out." she says as she sits down on the bed "Anyone else notice that there's one bed? There's one bed." she said, as she slipped out a short grey stick and a lighter, sticking one end of the stick in her mouth and lighting the other, before taking a long drag and exhaling a cloud of smoke. Anastasia could recognize the grey stick as a Deathstick, a drug that forces the user to relax.

Anastasia turns around and goes towards the single bed, sitting on it and pondering for a bit. "I see, I sure hope to Avenir that she isn't just happening to be looking for the same guy I am by complete chance. That would be incredibly annoying. And well, I guess we'll see first hand what she is capable of, but anyone short of Avenir or the queen of Solstace I doubt can't lose a fight." Ana then looks towards Ara as she voices her complaint, then Ana shrugs. "Well, from what I can tell all of those Barton freaks are the same person. The guy has some sort of cloning device or some shit, they all sound the same, they all fight the same, they all have the same body type. From what I've gathered Idalia here and a few others are artificial creations that Barton built to use as personal weapons or toys or whatever. Treating them like shit for not always doing what he wants, despite giving them all free will or whatever. It's really fucking weird and I don't really understand it in the slightest but honestly I think I've seen weirder at this point." By the time she finished Ara also made the point that there was only one bed. Anastasia sighed heavily. "Ah what the fuck, why advertise a three person team tournament or whatever and not provide accommodations for three people. If this was hosted by Spectross you'd be on the most comfortable bed in your life... and there would be 3 of them." She muttered the last part, then wrinkling her nose a little at the acrid smoke the death stick produced. "ugh, how can anyone stand the smell of that stuff..." Anastasia then got up from the bed and began setting her weapons and pack down, and taking off some of her armor to make sleep actually comfortable.

Ara gives Anastasia a look, but after a moment nods "I guess I gathered that, but didn't notice. They can throw hundreds of people at me, but I won't remember them, they're just another corpse." Ara then turned her attention to Idalia while exhaling another cloud of disgusting smoke "They built you, but didn't give you the ability to regrow your arm?" she asked, pointing at Idalia's empty sleeve. "I can reattach my limb, but I can't regrow it... yet." she said, mumbling as she says the last word. When Anastasia complains about the smoke, Ara laughs "Malicia doesn't just find good and bad luck favorable, she also appreciates when I smoke these. They also help me relax, so that's a plus." she says, sitting up and glancing from Idalia to Anastasia. "Speaking of which, would either of you like to play a quick game of cards?" she asks, a smug and mischievous smile crossing her lips as she asks. Idalia quickly shakes her head "I haven't been able to sleep since losing my arm, I'd rather get a full night of sleep before they throw a group of three potential corpses at us in the morning." she says, as she strips off her hoodie, then her shirt, while walking towards the bathroom, giving Anastasia a good view of her purple bra.

Anastasia heads back to the bed and practically flops on it like a dead fish, splaying herself out but not trying to invade the others personal space at the same time. ["I like to see who it is I'm fighting, in case the fucker needs another lesson or I can tell off whatever inferior goddess they worship..." Anastasia looks towards Idalia as she explains her arm predicament before turning her attention back to Aranya. "Speaking of inferior goddesses, Malica can't decide if she wants to watch the world burn or to see it prosper, she only adopted that luck shtick cause she was to indecisive to decide what it was she even liked. At least Avenir cares for her followers and doesn't want to see them do horribly for some reason." Obviously the Spectross side of Anastasia was still alive and kicking despite the disease, but she waves it off and shakes her head. "I'm not stupid enough to take that offer up, go ask one of the guards outside and well, do whatever you plan to do to them." Anastasia's eyes track Idalia as she walks past wearing nothing but her bra and panties. Did she always look that sexy? Ana quickly shoved those thoughts away and closed her eyes.

Ara laughs as Anastasia comments on her chosen deity "Would you tell her that if she was here now?" she asked, taking off her suit jacket and stripping off her pants. Idalia stopped when Ara had stripped to her underwear "Wait, if your cards aren't in your sleeves, where do you keep them?" she asks, standing there with the bathroom door open. Aranya simply gave her a smile "I don't even know what you are, why would I tell you a secret like that?" she asks, as she slips into bed beside Anastasia. After Idalia finishes bathing, she slips into bed on Anastasia's other side, her severed arm facing away from Anastasia.

Anastasia scoffed. "Of course!" Probably not, if any of the goddesses came down to you in person it'd be better just to bend over and hope they don't go in dry. Anastasia scooted over so Idalia get fit, accidently pressing up against Aranya a little in the process, after a bit more scooting and finally finding the perfect position she tried to sleep. "You know if you're feeling particularly brave I'm sure one of the guards here could live without an arm." She muttered towards Idalia as she began drifting to sleep...

by **Mark3000** » Sat Mar 23, 2019 1:58 am

Lilith ignores the guard's quip. For the first time in a long time Lilith felt confident about the path before her. She had companions and a plan. She would do everything in her power to find her mother. Coming to the dark forest, Lilith took a moment to survey the area and chart their heading. " If we jump the stream and make good time we can stop at Darkmoore, if they'll let us in. Then it's past the mountains to Fe.... Lilith's mind suddenly seizes for a moment when she spots the Black Spire. Her horn tingles as the Nomad stares at the imposing structure. Something similar happened when she saw the spire close to Fero. Lilith was exuberantly drawn to it. So much so that she disregarded her own safety. As she slowly began to veer towards the spire and the shambling figures in the forest, Lilith dragged Camilla along with her

"I'm not quite sure myself. The group of Zalaam-followers I traveled with called them sacred monuments to the goddess. But we still didn't camp to close to them." There was one person who would approach the Black Spires, their resident shaman. He would visit a spire and return with all sorts of useful things. But Lilith was no where near that close with the Goddess of the Grave. But still, whether it was curiosity, instinct or something more Lilith wanted to get closer to the Spire. Ignoring the stream, Lilith walked deeper into the dark forest.

by **Blue56** » Sun Mar 24, 2019 10:06 pm

Selvaria acknowledges the Black Salamander clerk with a polite nod before turning her attention to the listed work and carefully examining each job. She had a tendency to be very picky with her work. The higher paying the job the better, but her safety was important as well which made finding a healthy balance a little tricky. Assassinating the orc chieftain could be simple enough if she could find a vantage point to snipe him from, but there was no guarantee. Protecting the citizens of Dartmoore was an admirable task and one where a proper vantage point would maximize her chances of success, she could also investigate the Black Spire while she's in the area, completing two jobs in one fell swoop. For now though, it might be best to take the job investigating a missing person right here in Azraq. Not having to leave the safety of Azraq's wall was always a plus even if it wasn't the kind of work she was best suited for.

As Selvaria weighs her options, she's tapped on the shoulder and turns to see a scantily clad girl behind her. Selvaria's expression is a mixture of confusion and weariness as the girl inquires about her stolen door. "It's possible..." She replies slowly, as she doesn't know how often the knights of Azraq steal the doors off of people's homes. If this girl had seen that, then she must have followed Selvaria here, which seemed even more likely based on the girl's attire that didn't seem equipped for combat. When the clerk addresses the two of them, Selvaria turns and steps to the side so she can reply to the both of them. "Yes, that's right. I need work to replace my door." She tells them before turning back to the strange girl. "Do you have some business with me?"

by **mrblah** » Wed Mar 27, 2019 11:58 pm

Amun was insulted by the guard's blatant racism and disrespect, almost shocked, even. The werebeast faced little prejudice over his race in his old home, but it seemed the world below was more... different. Still, he smiled as he took the clipboard and filled out the papers just after his companions did. Then, he gave it back to the guard. "Do enjoy your miserable life of working as a nameless and replaceable gate guard, you pathetic cretin." But two could play that game, and Amun had a lot of experience trading insults, both veiled and revealed. Nobles are petty people.

From there, he'd follow his new friends to a dark and incredibly foreboding forest with a clearly dangerous and scary spire jutting out the treetops. He could also see darkened silhouettes dancing past the treeline, their clumsy stumbling not giving off the impression of a thinking creature and more of mindless monsters.

No, he agreed with Camilla. This forest is creepy. "I also believe it'd be best to... not associate with whatever lurks within there. I get the feeling anything that willfully dwells in dark places in this world is something to be feared, or something crazy. Which wraps around to it being something to fear—Miss Lilith??" Oh Nour, she's just going in there. That's a bad idea. Amun tried to walk in front of her to block her from the forest, holding out his hands to gesture for her to halt. "L-let's think about this now, okay? We could pass by this likely dangerous encounter if we just head to the stream and hop across. That way seems much safer than this forest, and to add to that, I don't think Miss Camilla is very comfortable with going through here?" Amun glanced to her for help.

by **Randomizer4** » Fri Mar 29, 2019 7:11 pm

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by **lilbooth** » Sat Mar 30, 2019 1:53 pm

With the other group finally out of earshot and her own party seeming to all want to go in separate direction, she took a heavy sigh and turned to Saphira.
"I'm all for exploring this strange city, but I'd like to go in a bit more prepared. You keep your eyes on the city, and I'll hunt for a new pet? It shouldn't take me too long."

"Alright then Cee. I'll try to take a look without anyone spotting me!" Saphira nodded and moved a bit closer to the city, making sure to use cover to try and stay out of sight of anyone who may be on the lookout.

"Oh, no I think you should come with me. Just keep your eyes on the city, if something starts to change we can go right for the city. I worried it's going to disappear as quickly as it appeared."

"Ah fiiinnneeee just don't take too long, I'm curious." The girl nagged teasingly.

CeeCee quickly leaned down and looked Magnolia in the eyes. "What was that Maggie?" She said looking to the girl in the distance. "Same? You and her are the same?"

Magnolia nods her head vigorously pointing after where the other group had gone off to, now out of sight, and uses her other hand to grab onto CeeCee's top "Semm!" she says, more loudly.

"Well I recognize the scent of one of them, but I don't think it was her. You think she is a chimera?" She asked. "Because she is not the same as me right, or Saphira?"

"Same? Another child of Barton? I don't think any of them looked like me at all... but that begs the question... how did they get their hands on one?" Saphira looks towards the direction the other group went as if looking really closely would reveal the answer.

Magnolia nodded her head even more vigorously as CeeCee questioned her, still pointing in the direction the other group had gone, despite them being long out of view by now. "Semm! Semm! Semm!" she said, three more times, as if adding emphasis.

Magnolia nods her head and starts pointing so enthusiastically that she loses her balance and falls over, hitting the ground with a thud and letting out a confused "Hoot?".

CeeCee quickly picks her up and dusts her off. “That's good to know sweaty, but we are not going to go after her. She is very dangerous."

"Aaand she didn't seem like she was feeling bad about being there. So it may be rude of us to step in..."

Magnolia hugs CeeCee when she finishes dusting her off and says, quizzically "Dewt?" then starts hooting softly as usual, seemingly forgetting about the girl she was pointing at.

"Come with me Maggie, stay as quiet as possible, we're hunting a new pet." She said as she took off towards the woods. "Same goes for you Saphira, I'd stay a hundred feet or so back, be stealthy if you can." She continues as she began to instruct Magnolia on the basic tactics of the hunt

Saphira tries her best to stay quiet, keeping an eye on Cee Cee but staying out of her way... she was not a hunter, most of the things Saphira searched for didn't have the ability to run away.

by **RandomRoninKitten** » Sun Mar 31, 2019 5:04 am

Ophelia/MiscChaos

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When Anastasia wakes, and starts to shift under the covers, she hears the rattle of chains with her movements. Upon waking up fully and looking down at her body, she finds that a series of black chains were wrapped around her arms, hips, neck, and legs, the ends of which were linked to strange light green colored rifts, just small enough for each chain. Her skin was now completely jet-black, and her veins were a light grey.

As she was examining herself, Aranya was sitting on the bedside table, smoking another Deathstick, wearing only her bra and panties, one leg up on the bed's headboard, while the other was dangling off the table. Once Anastasia notices her there, she exhales a cloud of smoke before commenting "I think your change may have progressed a little further. How are you feeling?". On Anastasia's other side, Idalia was still sleeping, the covers pulled up enough to almost cover her entire body. Not waiting for Anastasia to answer her question, Aranya flicks her wrist, causing a note to seemingly appear out of nowhere, then she sets it on the covers in front of Anastasia. The note reads that they're to face the team "Battle Bear" in an hour. As Anastasia reads the note, Aranya comments "I don't know who Battle Bear is, but hopefully they're better at combat than they are at coming up with names." after which she exhales another cloud of smoke.

Anastasia mumbles a little when she first wakes up to the rattle of the chains, trying to ignore the sound. But then the feeling of them grinding against her skin finally woke her up fully, and she shot up and looked all over, ready to punch something in the face before realizing it was herself. She grabbed one of the chains and looked it over. It was pretty hefty but felt very easy to lift, though she couldn't tell if it was because of her raw strength or because it was just easier for their owner. She traces her fingers over her veins and sighs heavily before rubbing her eyes and looking up towards Aranya. As soon as she looks over the Card Shark's body, a mental image flashed across her mind. The girl was laying on the floor, her body on full display. Thick black fluid leaked out of her mouth. It had the consistency of tar and seemed to refuse to go anywhere but deeper inside the girl as it clung to her insides. Aranya seemed to desperately try to spit it out, but it was so thick that it became to tiring to try. As soon as the that detailed image flashed across her mind, it also vanished. Ana blinked a couple times, then realized she was staring blankly at Aranya's tits before looking up to her face.

"Physically, I feel fantastic, mentally, I feel exhausted." It took her a moment to even realize that fact after she said that, it was like her brain knew it was, but forgot to give her the feeling until after she muttered the words. As soon as she did, it did suddenly feel like she slipped into a depression, like she was unsure of how she felt, like she was unsure of what to do now. Her body seemed to give mixed signals on what it wanted now, as if the infection and her Spectross nature were fighting it out inside her head. One thing her body was certain about though, was that smoke from the Deathstick smelled like a bunch of stinkbugs had a murder-orgy in the carcass of a skunk. Trying to suppress a gag, she glanced towards Idalia for a moment before looking at the note Aranya produced out of thin air. Battle Bear, that sounded positively awful. She wanted to see who exactly thought up of that name then promptly punch them in the face. With another sigh, Ana shrugged and slowly got up to put her armor back on it, though finding herself pausing frequently to check out the chains she now has, trying to figure out how exactly they even got there. Though this often gave Arnya some very good shots of Ana's body which is more often than not completely covered up in armor. "Well, I don't care who we fight as long as they aren't weaklings that can't pick up a wooden sword. Also as long as it gets us to my target faster"

Aranya stared at Anastasia's curves as she changed into her armor, however she quickly recovered and nodded in agreement then pointed one of her fingers at Idalia "Should we wake that up? We only have an hour before our fight in the arena, and she'll need time to get ready." as she spoke, she slid off the side table and started putting on her clothes. Once fully dressed, she made her way over to Idalia's side of the bed and leaned over her, looking closely at her face beneath the covers "You can't even tell she's not human just by looking at her, it's quite strange." she commented, exhaling another cloud of smoke from her Deathstick, which drifted into Anastasia's face.

Ana didn't really notice Ara's staring, still focused on getting herself readied and trying to get the chains in a position that didn't feel super uncomfortable in her armor. Ana frowned a little as Ara called Idalia 'that.' Anastasia walked over to Idalia's side of the bed and nudged Ara out of the way lightly so she isn't all in Idalia's face. "You can treat her like a person you know, it isn't like she's a wanderer or anything. Also can you cut out with that damn smoke? It smells like a rotting carcass." Anastasia lightly shakes Idalia, trying to wake her up in a gentle but firm manner.

Aranya giggles as Anastasia complains about the smoke "I guess I should smoke outside like that red-headed detective." she says, putting out her Deathstick and pocketing it for later, while simultaneously ignoring Anastasia's comment regarding treating Idalia like a human. Meanwhile, the moment Anastasia touches Idalia, she shoots up straight and lets out a scream, which dies out slowly as she notices it's just Anastasia. Looking somewhat embarrassed, Idalia quickly clears her throat "S-sorry. I'm not used to being out of that torture chamber." she says, adjusting her bra straps with one hand. After a moment, she looks at Anastasia's chains, then her skin "How are you feeling?" she asks, as she turns and slides off of the bed. Meanwhile, Aranya tosses Idalia a towel, which she attempts to catch with her missing arm, causing it to hit her in the face before dropping onto her shoulder.

"Please do." Anastasia grumbled at Aranya, thankful that that horrid smoke was finally gone. Though it seemed she didn't feel inclined to treat Idalia with respect for now. Well, the time will come later on she supposes. Anastasia jumps a little as Idalia suddenly bolts up and lets out a scream. She kind of just stands there for a few moments, wanting to quiet Idalia down but having no idea how. Thankfully though, Idalia soon realizes where she is at. Hopefully no one comes to investigate, that'd be quite inconvenient. At Idalia's explanation Anastasia nods. "It's fine, I don't expect that to leave you soon." Anastasia looks over what she can see of Idalia's body out of some new found reflex, suddenly wishing that bra strap was pulled further down rather than up. Anastasia shakes her head to rid herself of the thought and repeats what she told Aranya. "Physically I am just peachy, but I feel pretty mentally drained." As Idalia gets out of bed, it takes some actual effort to look away and not just stare at Idalia's body, or Aranya's for that matter even though she got dressed. Instead she stared at the mirror on the other side of the room, not noticing Idalia's blunder with the towel. "Our battle is in a hour, should give you plenty of time to get ready. They are called the Battle Bears. Judging by that name they might be a pretty easy fight."

Idalia sighs when she's informed of the name of the team she'll be facing "Just more dead people. What they call themselves won't change their fate." she says, as she uses her remaining arm to grab the towel off her shoulder and heads towards the bathroom, ducking under one of Anastasia's chains as she makes her way past her. Once she's in the bathroom and the water is running, Ara looks back to Anastasia "She slept longer than any of us, but she still looks as though she hasn't slept in a lifetime." she comments, sticking her Deathstick back in her mouth, but she quickly realizes she agreed to smoke outside, at which point she spits it back into her hand and puts it away. She then pokes at one of Anastasia's chains "Are those hindering your movement at all? Do you know where they're connected to?" she asks.

Ana frowns a little at Idalia's apparent disinterest, but shrugs it off, probably still a little peeved over being captured and what not. She didn't say anything as Idalia went to clean herself, then turned to Ara and nodded solemnly. "Yea, but given what she's been through I really don't blame her, not every day you are tortured and starved for who knows how long." Ana sighs, then furrows her brows as Ara takes out the deathsticks, though it seems Ara realized her mistake and her face softened when Ara put them away. When Ara points to one of the chains, Ana just shrugs and lifts one up. "Not really, though they feel sturdy, they feel extremely light to me, almost like their an extension of my body." She looks around for a point in her body where they might be connected. They didn't have any clear point though, trying to look for one simply made her eyes hurt. "No idea where they come from though, try lifting one up, see if its as light for you as for me."

Aranya hesitantly grabs the chain and lifts it up. Not only could Anastasia feel her hand on the chain, but she could also feel her tug on it. As she tugged on the chain, the chain itself didn't move, instead the light green rifts that it was flowing into slowly moved forward as if it were a hovering balloon, but with more weight. "Huh. It seems as though the chains are firmly attached to something, but the weird holes that they're poked through will follow you as you move..." she said, slowly letting the chain down.

Anastasia looked curiously as Aranya 'moved' the chains. Though it wasn't so much the chains she moved, but the strange rifts that they came out of. What was even weirder is she could feel Aranya's touch on them, it felt so incredibly odd it sent shivers down Ana's spine. Ana grabbed one of the chains and moved it around relatively freely then shrugged. "Guess only I have any real power over it. Wonder if I can use that to my advantage in any way." Ana let go of the chains and shrugged, crossing her arms and looking roughly towards were Idalia went to, passing the time until the battle begins.

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by **Mark3000** » Sun Mar 31, 2019 2:18 pm

Letting go of Camilla's hand, Lilith knelled down and patted the young girl on the shoulder. "You needn't worry, those who follow Zalaam have a connection with the undead. I'll make sure they don't attack us" She said. Despite her calming words, Camilla could see the entranced look in Lilith's eyes. The Nomad was completely under the allure of the Black Spire. Standing up, Lilith then turned to Amun. "If you're frightened, find a place to hide. And watch as I go to work." Lilith replied as she leaned forward and gave the were-beast a deep kiss on the lips, her cold tongue slipping into his mouth. Once she pulled away, she gave him a curt smile.

Turning to the shambling horde that confronted them, Lilith pulled out her Indium Flute and began to play a haunting tone for the undead horde (Use Musical Charm). Lifting up her dress, she revealed her undergarments to them. "Grant us safe passage and I will offer you a place to rest your weary bodies". Instead of fear, Lilith was overcome with excitement. The thought of being ravaged by these undead creatures filled her with a perverse glee. Had she always been this masochistic? Or was this something new that had awakened in her?

Unable to wait any longer she pointed to one of the undead beings. Feeling Zalaam's power flow through her, Lilith tried to take control and beacon it towards her. If successful, she would summon it towards her and begin to suck on it's rotting cock. The image would hopefully get the message across to the other ones.

by **Blue56** » Tue Apr 02, 2019 7:32 am

"I see..." Selvaria replies, nodding slowly, though in truth she doesn't see at all and is baffled as to why this conversation took place. "Best of luck." She tells the girl with a small wave of her own as she departs, only slightly perturbed that one of the jobs Selvaria had her eye on. Going along to help was probably an option, but splitting pay was never an idea she was fond of and working with such a suspicious individual appealed to her even less. Besides, if goblins were the only threat to Dartmoore as the girl said, then it's not like she needed help from Selvaria.

Turning her attention back to the clerk and the job board, Selvaria reads over her options one last time before answering. "I'll investigate the disappearance of Lena Ansel." She says, eventually deciding that the convenience of staying right here in Azraq was for the best. "Does the guild have any leads for me to follow?" Selvaria inquires, wondering just where she should start for something like this. If the guild couldn't help her, her next best option would be to start with the guards if the report had been made to them as well, though she doubted they would be of much help based on her previous interactions.

by **mrblah** » Sat Apr 06, 2019 6:18 pm

"O-oh dear Nour..." Amun looked in disgust at the shambling corpses headed there way. The decay of their body spoke of their being dead, but the fact that they were moving... he'd never seen anything like it, though he'd heard tales. Fear gripped his heart at the sight of the monsters, and he was only more adamant that they had to leave. "C-connection or not, this isn't something we really need to chance! The safer option is a mere few steps away Lilith, we can—" The sudden kiss was something he definitely hadn't been expecting, and was absolutely NOT prepared for. He wasn't quick enough to respond to the cold invasive tongue pushing into his mouth, but being who he was, one could guess that even in this situation he'd still react somewhat in favor of it. When Lilith pulled back, Amun was still left a bit dazed. "I, er..."

Then she'd gone over and played her melody. Amun couldn't do anything but watch as she did, her mind made up on her course of action. Despite his normally cowardly nature, the were-beasts was palming the rusty knife he'd kept on him to use in case one of the undead monsters tried to attack Lilith, or rather, when. Hopefully she'd understand the error of her thinking and they could escape then... but that plan fell to bits when she then propositioned the dead monsters to have sex with her. "W-wait, what?!" That was just about the only reaction he could sum up. Pure, complete and total confusion. And a little bit of disgust because those bodies are decomposing. If Lilith's summoning attempt worked and she'd service one of the zombies, Amun would continue to just stand there and be totally dumbfounded.

by **Mark3000** » Tue Apr 09, 2019 1:50 am

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