In Character RP

"Your father was a god?" Tallah cast Mac a questing glance. "That explains much." He whispered under his breath. "All you see is what I am now. Before, I could bring about thunderstorms and earthquakes with a single spell. I also think you are not aware of the role of the Voice. We Speak for Tree and Sky, passing judgement on the mortals that live beneath the two. Though rarely does a Voice Speak, the fear of their power is palpable."

Mac hugged him in the middle of his dark and brooding speech. 


"You still are a cute little boy to me. Could I have a bit more tea? Afterwards, I was thinking about chopping some more firewood for you."
 
Mac hugged him in the middle of his dark and brooding speech. 


"You still are a cute little boy to me. Could I have a bit more tea? Afterwards, I was thinking about chopping some more firewood for you."



 Tallah didn't resist as Mac enfolded him in another hug. He was resigned to believe that Mac was a hugging person to people he showed his soft side to. "You are strange, MacTavish, even for a menfolk. After downing this cup, I should say that you'll be healed enough for wood chopping. Theres a pile of logs just outside. Usually one of the others chop my wood for me, but I'm sure they'll welcome the excuse not to come here." The pot floated to around to refill Mac's cup which then floated into his hand. Tallah had yet to step out of Mac's hug.
 
This is Rais, the biggest douchebag ever. Leader of the Silver-Fang.


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Well, after the big bug was taken care of, Miley took her time going back to Ogre's Lair. She was pretty sure that was the contract the Rais had brought the entire group in for, instead of leaving some of them, including her, back in Jaken. Another port town about three days away. She sighed when she entered. Especially since the man who hired her began to question why: 

  1. She wasn't put side keeping watch for the guard as they roughed up a few girls who worked there.
  2. And why the hell it took her so long to get back.

Let's say, her answers caused his face to twist with anger, and get the crowd moving again. And at first, she couldn't quiet figure out why he was mad. No guards showed up, and she was ok. Then it hit her. Miley want the one to actually kill the thing, so....they couldn't claim the contract. Which means she knew what was going happen. The thought of the punishment made her shutter. 


So, now it was time for the to get their things and leave, heading back to Jaken. Her punishment would take place probably when they set up camp. Ands not even as bad as soem punishment the guys went through,  it was for her, just really embarrassing. Some of the guys were sheet tripped stark naked and made to run around while singing a drinking song (which is just as funny as it sounds). Some made to fight Rais himself or one of his second in command. Her? Well, she was forced to do work with the other women. 


Which would be fine if she was any good at it. Growing up without a mother, you never really learn how to do the homey things. Well, she was a pretty good cook, and could handle washing clothes, but ugh. She hated it. So yes, her punishment can go one of two ways. Embarrassing house wokr, which happened most of the time, or sex with Rais. Either way, it made her shutter.
 
 Tallah didn't resist as Mac enfolded him in another hug. He was resigned to believe that Mac was a hugging person to people he showed his soft side to. "You are strange, MacTavish, even for a menfolk. After downing this cup, I should say that you'll be healed enough for wood chopping. Theres a pile of logs just outside. Usually one of the others chop my wood for me, but I'm sure they'll welcome the excuse not to come here." The pot floated to around to refill Mac's cup which then floated into his hand. Tallah had yet to step out of Mac's hug.

"You are very huggable, you know that?" Mac said, before downing the rest of his tea, ending the hug, and making his way towards the door.


"Wait, is there anything else you want me to do? I'm gonna be here till Garren comes back with Lyla, and probably a bit more, so I'm alright with doing house work." The large bearded man said, taking off his jacket, and hanging it up on the coat rack.
 
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"You are very huggable, you know that?" Mac said, before downing the rest of his tea, ending the hug, and making his way towards the door.


"Wait, is there anything else you want me to do? I'm gonna be here till Garren comes back with Lyla, and probably a bit more, so I'm alright with doing house work." The large bearded man said, taking off his jacket, and hanging it up on the coat rack.

"Never have I ever been referred to as "very huggable" by anyone, not even Garren." He tried to feign indignance, but his reluctant smile gave him away. "Now see here mister. I don't want you overexerting yourself just to feel useful. I may have saved you from missing an entire chunk of your side, but you still have to pay for the time and energy required to heal you. The only things I expect you to do are a little wood chopping, and repairing my door. As least until I'm sure you cannot relapse."
 
"Never have I ever been referred to as "very huggable" by anyone, not even Garren." He tried to feign indignance, but his reluctant smile gave him away. "Now see here mister. I don't want you overexerting yourself just to feel useful. I may have saved you from missing an entire chunk of your side, but you still have to pay for the time and energy required to heal you. The only things I expect you to do are a little wood chopping, and repairing my door. As least until I'm sure you cannot relapse."

Mac laughed a bit at Tallah's scolding before leaving through the door. Scratching at his beard, he smiled as he started to think of Tallah. He was interesting to say the least. Pretty cute too. As he circled around to the back of the cottage, he saw the neatly lined up log pile, stacked nicely up against the wall, the old woodsman's axe, and the large hickory stump that the wood was placed on. "I'm pretty sure I can do this.." Mac said to himself, and started to work.


15 Minutes Later


Mac had gotten halfway through the respectable log pile, and the sun was beating down on him hard. Wiping the sweat from his brow, he removed his shirt and continued chopping the wood, making one pile for the wood that he would use for the door, and another for fire wood. This type of work was somewhat relaxing to Mac. It reminded him of a simpler time. A time without all of this... turmoil.


@Delacare
 
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((Garren's a flirter, but I'm really not.))


"These are the Remembered Fields. Legend says that each rose is a memorial of a soul that has passed beyond this world. No one ever comes here because it is a place of absolute peace and quiet. We mortals are never truely peaceful or quiet and would irk the flowers fiercely. Luckily, I got thrown by a giant over these fields once, and into a tree. It hurt like no one's business, but at least I get to travel here whenevr I please now, and I don't ever have to worry about troubling the flowers." As they flew over a small patch of tiny flowers, Garren bent the portal tube into several loop-de-loops. As they circle the patch, they burst into flurries of petals and disappeared into the sky. "Looks like a couple babies were just born."



"So... Thats all neat I guess" Lyla never cared for knowing how many people were alive or dead. It was all boring to her, if they were in front of her, they could be alive, and if they piss her off they would be dead. That's how it went.
 
Mac laughed a bit at Tallah's scolding before leaving through the door. Scratching at his beard, he smiled as he started to think of Tallah. He was interesting to say the least. Pretty cute too. As he circled around to the back of the cottage, he saw the neatly lined up log pile, stacked nicely up against the wall, the old woodsman's axe, and the large hickory stump that the wood was placed on. "I'm pretty sure I can do this.." Mac said to himself, and started to work.


15 Minutes Later


Mac had gotten halfway through the respectable log pile, and the sun was beating down on him hard. Wiping the sweat from his brow, he removed his shirt and continued chopping the wood, making one pile for the wood that he would use for the door, and another for fire wood. This type of work was somewhat relaxing to Mac. It reminded him of a simpler time. A time without all of this... turmoil.


@Delacare

Mac had been outside chopping wood for a good 15mins when Tallah decided to check up on him. For all his posturing, he was worried that Mac could accidentally overextend himself and lead to even greater damage. Mac had a very gung-ho and gusto way about him that left you knowing he would not do a job by halves. With all of this on his mind, Tallah swung open the window facing the back of the cottage silently and observed Mac in motion. All of it promptly left his mind as he saw the wonders of Mac in motion.

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"Oh my." Tallah whispered to himself as he witnessed a shirtless MacTavish gleaming with sweat, flexing numerous muscles as he sundered logs of wood. It was quite the sight to behold, and Tallah had lost himself in doing so for about 15 minutes. I see he took to the healing very well. He thought as he watched Mac sweat through the wound dressings covering his deliciously hirsute and chiseled midsection. 

"So... Thats all neat I guess" Lyla never cared for knowing how many people were alive or dead. It was all boring to her, if they were in front of her, they could be alive, and if they piss her off they would be dead. That's how it went.

"You know, we could always try to make a few of those flowers burst ourselves." Garren wingled his eyebrows suggestively at her a couple more random flowers burst below them.
 
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Mac had been outside chopping wood for a good 15mins when Tallah decided to check up on him. For all his posturing, he was worried that Mac could accidentally overextend himself and lead to even greater damage. Mac had a very gung-ho and gusto way about him that left you knowing he would not do a job by halves. With all of this on his mind, Tallah swung open the window facing the back of the cottage silently and observed Mac in motion. All of it promptly left his mind as he witnessed the wonders of Mac in motion.


"Oh my." Tallah whispered to himself as he witnessed a shirtless MacTavish gleaming with sweat, flexing numerous muscles as he sundered logs of wood. It was quite the sight to behold, and Tallah had lost himself in doing so for about 15 minutes. I see he took to the healing very well. He thought as he watched Mac sweat through the wound dressings covering his deliciously hirsute and chiseled midsection. 


"You know, we could always try to make a few of those flowers burst ourselves." Garren wingled his eyebrows suggestively at her a couple more random flowers burst below them.



(RESPECT + 200! Reasons: That pic of Graves and that joke. RESPEEEECTTTTT)


Lyla giggled slightly, "Your silly" She said, then laughed slightly again. "Besides, I dont even think you can even handle me" She flashed a grin.
 
(RESPECT + 200! Reasons: That pic of Graves and that joke. RESPEEEECTTTTT)


Lyla giggled slightly, "Your silly" She said, then laughed slightly again. "Besides, I dont even think you can even handle me" She flashed a grin.

((Yaaasssss!!! You can thank @Safety Hammer for the pic though.))


"How can I be silly when I'm serious?" He locked her into a heated gaze as his eyes swam through several colors that could only be described as lust. "Besides, I've been told that my level of expertise was out of this world. I could have you seeing stars from under sheets as well as in space."
 
((Yaaasssss!!! You can thank @Safety Hammer for the pic though.))


"How can I be silly when I'm serious?" He locked her into a heated gaze as his eyes swam through several colors that could only be described as lust. "Besides, I've been told that my level of expertise was out of this world. I could have you seeing stars from under sheets as well as in space."



(Either way, you won me over)


"Oh really?" She raised an eyebrow, watching all the colors. Goddammit, he was actually making some heat rise to her face. "You sound so confident in that sentence you know, almost sounds like some kind of... Challenge?"
 
(Either way, you won me over)


"Oh really?" She raised an eyebrow, watching all the colors. Goddammit, he was actually making some heat rise to her face. "You sound so confident in that sentence you know, almost sounds like some kind of... Challenge?"

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"I challenge you NOT to enjoy. I'm well traveled, well read, and I know a lot of things about passageways; all the ins and outs. Confidence has nothing to do with it when you truly know what you're doing." He continued to give her that heated gaze filled with lusty colors, and a challenge.
 
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"I challenge you NOT to enjoy. I'm well traveled, well read, and I know a lot of things about passageways; all the ins and outs. Confidence has nothing to do with it when you truly know what you're doing." He continued to give her that heated gaze filled with lusty colors, and a challenge.



(What would you call a lusty color?)


An actual challenge huh? She was strong, she could win any challenge! Hmph, she hated backing down from any challenge, anyone who knew her knew that. "Say I accepted the challenge, to prove I'm tough to handle, then what?"
 
On 12/9/2016 at 7:11 PM, SnugglyKnight said:



Rumble snarled, now realizing she was trying to hurt him. He raised his stone fist and brought it down in her direction, missing her by inches and causing the earth to shake violently.




 

( I waS AT A TOURNAMENT SORRY FOR NOT REPLYING )


The impact caused Niklaus's legs to wobble, which undoubtedly left her to fall on her ass. She tried crab-walking away from the beast, then twisting to the other side to scramble up to her feet. Adrenaline rushing through her veins, she did her best to sprint away from whatever was attacking her; of course, it wasn't as if she'd be able to conceive much range with the size of that thing. Her bow slipped from her shoulder, and without much thought put into it, she swerved to get it back.
 
( I waS AT A TOURNAMENT SORRY FOR NOT REPLYING )


The impact caused Niklaus's legs to wobble, which undoubtedly left her to fall on her ass. She tried crab-walking away from the beast, then twisting to the other side to scramble up to her feet. Adrenaline rushing through her veins, she did her best to sprint away from whatever was attacking her; of course, it wasn't as if she'd be able to conceive much range with the size of that thing. Her bow slipped from her shoulder, and without much thought put into it, she swerved to get it back.



(Its okay! No need to say sorry)


That was the last mistake she ever did, or it would have been. Rumble was about to crush her to nothing when a red, scaly creature knocked her out of the way. Magnus leaped from where he and Niklaus landed, getting Rumble's attention away from the female and he dodged a smashing attack, climbing up its arm. Rumble roared in anger.
 
1 minute ago, SnugglyKnight said:



That was the last mistake she ever did, or it would have been. Rumble was about to crush her to nothing when a red, scaly creature knocked her out of the way. Magnus leaped from where he and Niklaus landed, getting Rumble's attention away from the female and he dodged a smashing attack, climbing up its arm. Rumble roared in anger.




 

( @Delacare Tallah x Mac is the best thing ever I stg )


Internally, the female thanked the gods that Magnus arrived when he did. If he hadn't, she'd be squashed like an insect. That fact made her rethink all of the pests she had crushed, and frankly, it made her feel sinful. She rushed to her bow when the thoughts dissipated, tugging a projectile from her quiver at the same moment; there was no way she was going to let the crocodile deal with one of her mistakes, mainly because she feared she'd never hear the end of it. Per usual, the frost accumulated as the arrowhead, ready to be shot out. Niklaus aimed at the dirt below the beast, so when the arrow was released, ice took form, reaching the supposed knees of the being. She was fully aware that it wouldn't hold the thing off for long, for it could just destroy the glacier with its mass, but she hoped Magnus could work with the opportunity she gave him.
 
Mac had been outside chopping wood for a good 15mins when Tallah decided to check up on him. For all his posturing, he was worried that Mac could accidentally overextend himself and lead to even greater damage. Mac had a very gung-ho and gusto way about him that left you knowing he would not do a job by halves. With all of this on his mind, Tallah swung open the window facing the back of the cottage silently and observed Mac in motion. All of it promptly left his mind as he saw the wonders of Mac in motion.


"Oh my." Tallah whispered to himself as he witnessed a shirtless MacTavish gleaming with sweat, flexing numerous muscles as he sundered logs of wood. It was quite the sight to behold, and Tallah had lost himself in doing so for about 15 minutes. I see he took to the healing very well. He thought as he watched Mac sweat through the wound dressings covering his deliciously hirsute and chiseled midsection. 


"You know, we could always try to make a few of those flowers burst ourselves." Garren wingled his eyebrows suggestively at her a couple more random flowers burst below them.

As Mac finished the rest of the pile, he turned around to see the little elf boy ogling his body. With an internal chuckle, he set the axe down, and crossed his arms, a big toothy smile across his face. He was going to milk this for all that it was worth.


"D'you see something you like, Tallah?" He said jokingly. "I could just walk over and give you a better view, you know."
 
( @Delacare Tallah x Mac is the best thing ever I stg )


Internally, the female thanked the gods that Magnus arrived when he did. If he hadn't, she'd be squashed like an insect. That fact made her rethink all of the pests she had crushed, and frankly, it made her feel sinful. She rushed to her bow when the thoughts dissipated, tugging a projectile from her quiver at the same moment; there was no way she was going to let the crocodile deal with one of her mistakes, mainly because she feared she'd never hear the end of it. Per usual, the frost accumulated as the arrowhead, ready to be shot out. Niklaus aimed at the dirt below the beast, so when the arrow was released, ice took form, reaching the supposed knees of the being. She was fully aware that it wouldn't hold the thing off for long, for it could just destroy the glacier with its mass, but she hoped Magnus could work with the opportunity she gave him.



(The only thing that puts me off of liking it so much is the fact he's like 10)


It did in fact help him, Rumble was distracted with the croc crawling on him for a minute as he started to break the ice. Magnus got to its back and started looking for weak points, and when he couldnt find one, he went with a good old instinct. He leaped to Rumble's head and scratched at the eye. Rumble let out a roar of pain, getting on his back legs and shaking Magnus off. The croc flew through the air and hit the ground, but as soon as he did he got up and ran on all fours toward Niklaus. "Follow me!" He snapped at her, racing past her.
 
(What would you call a lusty color?)


An actual challenge huh? She was strong, she could win any challenge! Hmph, she hated backing down from any challenge, anyone who knew her knew that. "Say I accepted the challenge, to prove I'm tough to handle, then what?"

((In my mind things like reds, hot pinks, purples, and chocolate brown  basically anything aphrodisiac colored. Truthfully its more the emotion he's projecting that the actual colors.))


Garren laughed at her question. "It's not as if this will be some trial you have to overcome. It won't even be painful, unless you want it to be. Just let me have free reign of you, and I'll show you thing you never thought the human body was capable of."

As Mac finished the rest of the pile, he turned around to see the little elf boy ogling his body. With an internal chuckle, he set the axe down, and crossed his arms, a big toothy smile across his face. He was going to milk this for all that it was worth.


"D'you see something you like, Tallah?" He said jokingly. "I could just walk over and give you a better view, you know."

Tallag was instantly flustered in the face of Mac's smile, but he managed, barely, to maintain his composure. "You seem to have healed quite well. I was just making sure that everything was working properly." And it most certainly is. "Since you are finished chopping the wood, perhaps you'd like to come in so I could undress you." Tallah realised, a moment to late, exactly what that just sounded like, and now his milk chocolate skin was tinted a vibrant shade of red with embarrassment. "I. That's. Not what I meant. I don't want to undress you. I mean I DO, but that isn't what I meant right then. Its just because you're all hot and sweaty. Oh, Branch and Cloud!" He hid his face in his hands before blurting out loud. "You need your bandages redressed!" Turning away from the window in panic, he slammed it shut with a frantic thought. "What is happening to me? This can't be happening; I'm 10!"
 
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((In my mind things like reds, hot pinks, purples, and chocolate brown  basically anything aphrodisiac colored. Truthfully its more the emotion he's projecting that the actual colors.))


Garren laughed at her question. "It's not as if this will be some trial you have to overcome. It won't even be painful, unless you want it to be. Just let me have free reign of you, and I'll show you thing you never thought the human body was capable of."



(Ohhh I see)


"I think your talking big, to be honest. But I wont find out if your just a talker just by suggesting it, now will I?" Lyla asked. Plus, her curiosity of what he could really do was burning in her mind. "Okay, let's see whatcha got"
 
4 minutes ago, SnugglyKnight said:



(The only thing that puts me off of liking it so much is the fact he's like 10)


It did in fact help him, Rumble was distracted with the croc crawling on him for a minute as he started to break the ice. Magnus got to its back and started looking for weak points, and when he couldnt find one, he went with a good old instinct. He leaped to Rumble's head and scratched at the eye. Rumble let out a roar of pain, getting on his back legs and shaking Magnus off. The croc flew through the air and hit the ground, but as soon as he did he got up and ran on all fours toward Niklaus. "Follow me!" He snapped at her, racing past her.




 

( true, true.. He just needs to get his ole' body back )


Niklaus sprinted after the crocodile, her legs feeling equivalent to jelly. Perhaps if she was skating, it'd be easier, and just like that, an idea popped into her head. Although struggling to do so while following her partner-in-crime, the female fit the blades from her pockets on her shoes. She stumbled on her toes, her hand touching the ground accidently; although, it was a seemingly flawless accident, for the lane she created was what she had originally planned to do. Rising to her feet, she skated aside Magnus, keeping up with the creature thanks to the skates.
 
( true, true.. He just needs to get his ole' body back )


Niklaus sprinted after the crocodile, her legs feeling equivalent to jelly. Perhaps if she was skating, it'd be easier, and just like that, an idea popped into her head. Although struggling to do so while following her partner-in-crime, the female fit the blades from her pockets on her shoes. She stumbled on her toes, her hand touching the ground accidently; although, it was a seemingly flawless accident, for the lane she created was what she had originally planned to do. Rising to her feet, she skated aside Magnus, keeping up with the creature thanks to the skates.



Magnus didnt look back, he knew a safe distance away from the creature that they could be. They ran and they ran until they were in a clearing, and Magnus stopped. He growled, his tail flicking back and fourth.
 
(Ohhh I see)


"I think your talking big, to be honest. But I wont find out if your just a talker just by suggesting it, now will I?" Lyla asked. Plus, her curiosity of what he could really do was burning in her mind. "Okay, let's see whatcha got"

 "Be careful what you wish for." Garren winked at Lyla as he leaned back and disappeared into a portal that suddenly opened in the side of the portal tube. He reappeared a second later with his nose perfectly healed, and new suit, and a rose in hand. "I think we should take this somewhere else." Flying through a portal at the end of the tube, Garren and Lyla landed on a picnit blanket beneath a starry sky.
 
((In my mind things like reds, hot pinks, purples, and chocolate brown  basically anything aphrodisiac colored. Truthfully its more the emotion he's projecting that the actual colors.))


Garren laughed at her question. "It's not as if this will be some trial you have to overcome. It won't even be painful, unless you want it to be. Just let me have free reign of you, and I'll show you thing you never thought the human body was capable of."


Tallag was instantly flustered in the face of Mac's smile, but he managed, barely, to maintain his composure. "You seem to have healed quite well. I was just making sure that everything was working properly." And it most certainly is. "Since you are finished chopping the wood, perhaps you'd like to come in so I could undress you." Tallah realised, a moment to late, exactly what that just sounded like, and now his milk chocolate skin was tinted a vibrant shade of red with embarrassment. "I. That's. Not what I meant. I don't want to undress you. I mean I DO, but that isn't what I meant right then. Its just because you're all hot and sweaty. Oh, Branch and Cloud!" He hid his face in his hands before blurting out loud. "You need your bandages redressed!" Turning away from the window in panic, he slammed it shut with a frantic thought. "What is happening to me? This can't be happening; I'm 10!"

"Well, technically, you're twenty six." Mac said, opening and leaning in the window, his large crossed arms supporting him on the windowsill. "If it helps, I kinda feel the same way. I mean, the ten year-old part is pretty off putting, but I'm sure that there is a way for us to reverse that, right? I mean, if you don't, I have a friend who might be able to help you with your... aging problem."


Mac sighed, and left the windowsill, before putting his shirt back on and entering the quaint little cottage.


"Tallah, listen, you've gotta understand that I can help! I'm.... I'm not like Garren, where I'll just leave you behind. I care about you. I really do."
 
 "Be careful what you wish for." Garren winked at Lyla as he leaned back and disappeared into a portal that suddenly opened in the side of the portal tube. He reappeared a second later with his nose perfectly healed, and new suit, and a rose in hand. "I think we should take this somewhere else." Flying through a portal at the end of the tube, Garren and Lyla landed on a picnic blanket beneath a starry sky.



Lyla took a second to look around, making herself comfortable on the blanket. She looked up at the sky, she loved nighttime just because of the stars. She liked making shapes out of the stars, and trying to find the ones that were already named. "This is awesome!"
 

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