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Fantasy (。◕‿◕。)The Lunar Lotus Inn(。◕︵◕。) [All Are Welcome~! ]


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Yukito Himura




While the the still dark haired and duo colored eye male continued to stand before the once more calm lake before him. He would slowly bring himself to begin kneeling before the shore of the water once more; this time to check upon the lotus flowers that had been at the edge of the lake to see if they were alright. Noticing as to how some of the flowers had their petals ripped off from the powerful gusts of wind, concern would come across the male's face as he reached out a single palm to try and brush his fingers against the remaining petals. He had made sure to apologize before he had done this transformation already, however Yukito still did not forgive himself for still harming the flowers in anyway in the end. Right as he was about to speak up this time though, the last thing the young male was expecting was the instant the sound of rustling came to his attention. Both of his colored hues quickly widened up in shock at the sound as he reached out a single arm to immediately prepare himself for battle if it required so.



Noticing as to how the last thing Yukito would've expected to see was a dark figure fall upon the shore of the lake and rush off quickly back into the forest of the area once more. It was more than obvious enough that they had probably bore witness to the sight of how Yukito had transformed himself. Just who he had seen in the darkness of the night though was unclear due to the shadows of the trees hiding the actual face of the person who had run away.
"I should've been more careful.." With those words leaving his lips, the dark haired male soon exhaled another deep breath as he took his dark gaze down upon his palms once more for a mere moment before letting his form return back to his usual young humanoid normal form as well. Letting his large black feathered wings vanish along with him, all the was left now was to return to the inn and get a change of clothing.


Sadly enough, being unable to fully release and allow his power to leak out enough that would be able to last him another week or so. With the whole fact that he had just noticed how someone or something had seen him in this form, it might've been risky to try and continue keeping himself in his true form to train. Unaware the entire time that after Yukito had once more transformed, there were many hunters that were both of demon and angels that had noticed his location. Realizing just where their target was now, they would simply stay stuck into the shadows and await for when they would be able to pry upon their prey.



Until then, Yukito had simply begun to make his way back to the inn with his torn and slightly burnt clothing. Knowing that his room was much closer if he had taken the front entrance, the young dark haired male had hoped that everyone had taken his message from the intercom and simply made their way to the dining room already. If so, he wouldn't need to explain his clothing and where he had been other than towards the clerk; and even so, the clerk should've also been at the feast. So, as soon as Yukito had step through the doorway to the front of the inn; his immediate intentions were to make his way towards his room as quickly as possible without being seen.




 
Not needing to feed on anything he had lost that years ago Rehiem tried to blend into the shadows as people started to head out to the dining hall. Hearing the conversations of everyone attended . Gently moving from side to side listening to Crazel.
 
Selensya looked up and Annabel and asked, "I have not met Yukito, whom might he be?" While she was a bit annoyed that she interrupted the music, she then realized that is was probably a good thing, as the longer he was playing, the emptier her mind seemed to get. She checked a mental list to make sure she hadn't done anything. She felt a shudder, and, hoping nobody was under the table, changed the rest of her hands into werewolf form and sis the same to her feet. These partial transformations weren't too good for keeping the limit of time she was allowed to be human at once at bay, but it had to be enough for now. If her dizziness got much worse, she'd just excuse herself and go up to her room, and transform there.


And she hoped none of the employees would come in and see.


It would be a risky move, not knowing how long the feast would last. But, all of a sudden, her stomach gave a lurch, and she quickly excused herself from Chazel and Annabel (remembering to ask her name sometime) and risked being fully human for the dash to her room. As she ran *PAST Rehiem and she slammed into Yukito as he was walking up to his room, stammered an apology, and kept running until she dashed inside her room and slammed the door shut and locked it with an already werewolf hand.


That was way too close, she realized, she had already started to let her feral mind take over. How could she have not noticed the voice at the back of her head telling her to hurry up and kill and eat those two? As she sat on the bed as a full werewolf, she promised that she would never be too risky until It was time to leave. **(deleted text here)


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**another edit to fit with WhyNot's post lol
 
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Having Selensya run past him he noticed the werewolf soul growing stronger. "Well I can see my opening" Rehiem thought slowly walking behind her about a few feet until I got to a room that he suspected was hers. Knocking on the door Rehiem said in a calming and serene voice "Come little one let me in don't be afraid I'll understand".
 
Making it to the inn at record speeds I decided to head to the feast, I didn't want to tell anyone else what I had seen. Not wanting to be seen getting there by anyone I flowed into the dining room and appeared into one of the many seats by the other guests. I don't intend to confront Yukito but I won't be one to inflict ignorence.
 
Selensya hears Rehiem through the door and unlocks the door, hiding under the bed. The tone of his voice was definitely not one she wanted to reason with. She didn't want Rehiem to think she was hiding from him, or that she was being too secretive. That would arise suspicion.
 
Bending on knee he put his hand out. "Come with me I can bring him back for you" Rehiem said "You just have to do a few somethings for me" He said smiling the two tall figures blocking the doorway. "Don't be scared" Rehiem tried to resure her.
 
Wait... "Bring him back for me? Who?" Her voice quavered as she spoke. She scooted further towards the wall, not wanting to have any contact with him, now not hiding out of deception, but out of fear.
 
"I can bring back Palantras for you" Renhiem said as he waved for the light to be turned on by on of his puppets and to relock the door. Grabbing a chair he sat looking at her werewolf form. "I see you're a lycan,incredible" He said as he waited for her response.
 
(also did you know that I'm in human form or are you just doing your soul scanning thing? I'll just assume the second possibility)


Her fear and curiosity turned to outright annoyance. "Bring him back to life? Why would you do that after it took me a solid month to wait for a day where he was alone that I could actually go and kill him without anyone seeing? That wouldn't be very polite. She managed to cross her arms in annoyance while under the bed but came out from under the bed so she could do it better. She had gotten so worked up that the last few words were almost to the point of shouting, so she prayed nobody heard. (and with that I'll see you this afternoon)
 
(he can see souls and I thought you was full werewolf like slowly turning into one atm

and you didn't want anyone to know so *shrugs*)
Laughing loudly Rehiem stood up. "Isn't that sweet, why you kill him how it felt and why a whole month tell me the story" He said smiling widely his liking to her increased.
 
@The Arrival


@WhyNot


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Yukito Himura




Struggling his way through the main entrance of the large inn, Yukito had slowly progressed his way towards the staircase that would lead him upstairs and straight to the rooms that were above. Due to the intense amounts of pain that surged through his entire body from the transformation matched with the walk he had to do to get back to the inn safely; the dark haired male had slowly but surely made his way to the top of the stairs only to end up trying to find his way to his room that was at the very top floor of the inn. Where only a single room was at; ever since the inn had been opened up by him, Yukito had always had this room at the very top floor and never truly allowed anyone to enter it, anyone that would've passed by the stairs that would lead up to the final room at the top would notice as to how the stairs looked as though they had lead to the attic of the inn itself. Within the room, it would be practically the samething that any ordinary room within the inn had looked like; the only difference was that the entire front of the room itself was made of pure whether resistant glass that always gave Yukito the perfect view of the moon itself during the night.



While the young dark haired male limped his way to the top of the stairs and progressed his way down the hall to reach his room. The last thing he had ended up expecting was the instant the sight of what seemed to had been a female bumping into him had caught his attention. Giving a sharp gasp from the unexpected appearance, although it was a bit quicker than he had expected it to be; Yukito was still able to notice as to how this female was one he hadn't seen around the inn before. A new guest. Right as he was about to speak up, the sudden instant she ran off to her room; the last thing the dark haired male was able to notice was her energy signature. It was not of a human as she seemed to look; it was something darker and much more beast-like. What exactly it was, Yukito couldn't pin-point at the very moment due to his condition.



Shaking his head and deciding he would deal with it later on, the next to end up catching his attention was none other than Rehiem himself. He had seemed to make his way towards the room where the female Yukito had just met to try and speak with her from what it had sounded like. If he had more energy, the inn owner would've stayed to try and assist with the situation; although with his current status, he simply needed to hurry to his room before he passed out in the middle of the hall. Not to mention, he needed to head to the dining hall after getting dressed into better clothing. Luckily, with enough struggling and limping; Yukito was able to finally reach his room even if he had collapsed into it upon his own hands and knees. Coughing up blood upon the carpet of his room, the dark haired owner quickly shut his own door with his foot to make sure no one had seen him while he sat there upon the ground within his room.
"What's going on with me...Why does this keep happening..?" As he whispered to himself silently, the young male spent several minutes upon the floor before actually standing up to begin getting dressed into a brand new dark navy blue suit. Whatever the pain he felt, he had to get to the dining room and greet everyone; he was the owner, he couldn't let personal problems get in his way; not when there were new guests.


Unaware the entire time Yukito was doing all of this; there were many others watching him from afar. Many within the forest trees while others even at the temple that was far from the inn itself. Their gaze locked onto the inn while they awaited for the chance they could take.




 
Whilst waiting in the dining room I had time to think, why would Yukito go all the way out to the lake to transform? Perhaps he had something pent up and needed to release it without any body's knowing. That was probably the case, and unfortunately I had the misfortune to go and watch, hopefully he didn't notice it was me when I left, he doesn't even now my own powers. However I fear that after the dinner or the next day when I show him my abilities he'll know that it was me, since I did leave in a big whirlwind, and I did drop from 15 feet in the air, with nothing to stand on. Things might become more complicated from here on out, and I don't know whether or not to talk to him about it. Whatever the future may hold, I patiently awaited for Yukito to come through the main dining room doors to greet everybody.
 
After Selensya darted out of the room, Chazel decided not to give chase. That's when Renhiem followed her. What is Renhiem trying to do to her? he thought. "So . . . Should I go after th-" Chazel began to ask, but he was cut off by the sound of a door slamming against its frame. He couldn't tell the door was on the top floor, so Chazel thought that the girl must need help. He sprinted into the main hallway and listened for a conversation between the two. Gasping from the strain on his muscles, or what muscles he might have after living in a lake, Chazel overheard part of the conversation before collapsing on the floor. "Kill him now" is what he comprehended and he waited there on his back for his strength to come back. His breathing slowed, allowing him to hear the dialogue from anyone else.
 
Emma sat, completely and utterly confused. She was sitting, waiting for the meal to start, when all other occupants of the table quickly deserted the the room in quick succession. Emma froze, uncomprehending, before springing into action. She blinked a couple times, towards the others, when she saw Chazel on the floor. She blinked next to him, concerned. "Are you okay?" She tapped on his shoulder.
 
Chazel nodded his head up and down, then thought Should I keep listening in? I can't let Selensya murder someone! I also don't want to put Emma in danger . . . Wait, what if Renhiem told someone to kill Selensya!?! With this thought, Chazel commanded Emma to open the door and slowly stood to his feet.
 
The battle was short, but bloody. The proud Dremora never resorted to ambushes instead preferring to challenge their targets face to face. Perhaps it was more fun for the often overly confident demons. It was hard to say. Keen senses aren't any help when your enemies appear out of thin air. It was as though powerful mages had summoned them. But she would have been able to smell them had they been responsible.


Letting out a loud battle cry, five heavily armed Dremora charged at her. Their broadswords gleaming in the sunlight. Falin could easily outmaneuver the brutish Daedra. Even though their armor made them slow, their attacks were devastating. All she needed to focus on was keeping out of their range and let her enchanted arrows finish them off. Bow drawn and aimed at a nearby warrior she felt the jagged broad head of an arrow pierce her bicep. A cry of pain escaped her as her arrow missed its mark. The explosion from the enchantment setting a few small trees ablaze.


Archers!? Where? She should have been able to detect them long before they would have had a chance to loose their arrows. Why couldn't she smell or hear them? She staggered back, the wounded muscles weren't going to allow her to fire another shot. A low growl could be heard as the ghostly figures of two Senche Tigers appeared along either side of her. The spectral beasts would keep the swordsmen distracted long enough to escape. Another arrow cut through the air and embedded itself into her thigh.


Her breath hissed through clenched teeth. The arrow hadn't pierced all the way through. Once she escaped, she would have to finish the job before it could be pulled free. Why? Why were her sense failing her? She should have been able to detect and dodge those attacks so just what was going on? Bow returned to her back, she brandished her bone dagger. It was more of a last defense and did little to stop the swing of the Dremora's sword. The slash couldn't get through the layer of dragon scales on her Cuirass, but the light armor didn't little to prevent the pure kinetic force from breaking a few ribs.


She choked and gasped. The blow had knocked the small Bosmer off her feet, sending her sliding a few feet along the ground. The Dremora laughed as he plunged his blade into her stomach before she could back away. The charging of a spell could be heard. Crippling pain wracked her entire form. Then nothing.


A bright flash sent resting birds flying from the trees. In the dark of the Lunar Forest, along the shore of a small lake, a beaten and bloodied Bosmer lay. It wasn't long before her spectral direwolf appeared at her side. It gently nuzzled her face in an attempt to wake her to no avail. Taking her arm in his mouth, he started dragging her through the dark forest. The smell of food and many people was close. Hopefully they weren't enemies.


(Hopefully this is okay, I couldn't figure out an intro and I'm awful at action scenes...)
 
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[QUOTE="XZ Crazy]Chazel nodded his head up and down, then thought Should I keep listening in? I can't let Selensya murder someone! I also don't want to put Emma in danger . . . Wait, what if Renhiem told someone to kill Selensya!?! With this thought, Chazel commanded Emma to open the door and slowly stood to his feet.

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(Fucking love your character man tbh)
 
KageYuuki said:
The battle was short, but bloody. The proud Dremora never resorted to ambushes instead preferring to challenge their targets face to face. Perhaps it was more fun for the often overly confident demons. It was hard to say. Keen senses don't aren't any help when your enemies appear out of thin air. It was as though powerful mages had summoned them. But she would have been able to smell them had they been responsible.
Letting out a loud battle cray, five heavily armed Dremora charged at her. Their broadswords gleaming in the sunlight. Falin could easily outmaneuver the brutish Daedra. Even though their armor made them slow, their attacks were devastating. All she needed to focus on was keeping out of their range and let her enchanted arrows finish them off. Bow drawn and aimed at a nearby warrior she felt the jagged broad head of an arrow pierce her bicep. A cry of pain escaped her as her arrow missed its mark. The explosion from the enchantment setting a few small trees ablaze.


Archers!? Where? She should have been able to detect them long before they would have had a chance to loose their arrows. Why couldn't she smell of here them? She staggered back, the wounded muscles weren't going to allow her to fire another shot. A low growl could be heard as the ghostly figures of two Senche Tigers appeared along either side of her. The spectral beast would keep the swordsmen distracted long enough to escape. Another arrow cut through the air and embedded itself into her thigh.


Her breath hissed through clenched teeth. The arrow hadn't pierced all the way through. Once she escaped, she would have to finish the job before it could be pulled free. Why? Why were her sense failing her? She should have been able to detect and dodge those attacks so just what was going on? Bow returned to her back, she brandished her bone dagger. It was more of a last defense and did little to stop the swing of the Dremora's sword. The slash couldn't get through the layer of dragon scales on her Cuirass, but the light armor didn't little to prevent the pure kinetic force from breaking a few ribs.


She choked and gasped. The blow had knocked the small Bosmer off her feet, sending her sliding a few feet along the ground. The Dremora laughed as he plunged his blade into her stomach before she could back away. The charging of a spell could be heard. Crippling pain wracked her entire form. Then nothing.


A bright flash sent resting birds flying from the trees. In the dark of the Lunar Forest, along the shore of a small lake, a beaten and bloodied Bosmer lay. It wasn't long before her spectral direwolf appeared at her side. It gently nuzzled her face in an attempt to wake her to no avail. Taking her arm in his mouth, he started dragging her through the dark forest. The smell of food and many people was close. Hopefully they weren't enemies.


(Hopefully this is okay, I couldn't figure out an intro and I'm awful at action scenes...)
(you could have came in and took a seat confused of what's happening and join Chazel I guess :P )
 
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The battle was short, but bloody. The proud Dremora never resorted to ambushes instead preferring to challenge their targets face to face. Perhaps it was more fun for the often overly confident demons. It was hard to say. Keen senses don't aren't any help when your enemies appear out of thin air. It was as though powerful mages had summoned them. But she would have been able to smell them had they been responsible.
Letting out a loud battle cray, five heavily armed Dremora charged at her. Their broadswords gleaming in the sunlight. Falin could easily outmaneuver the brutish Daedra. Even though their armor made them slow, their attacks were devastating. All she needed to focus on was keeping out of their range and let her enchanted arrows finish them off. Bow drawn and aimed at a nearby warrior she felt the jagged broad head of an arrow pierce her bicep. A cry of pain escaped her as her arrow missed its mark. The explosion from the enchantment setting a few small trees ablaze.


Archers!? Where? She should have been able to detect them long before they would have had a chance to loose their arrows. Why couldn't she smell of here them? She staggered back, the wounded muscles weren't going to allow her to fire another shot. A low growl could be heard as the ghostly figures of two Senche Tigers appeared along either side of her. The spectral beast would keep the swordsmen distracted long enough to escape. Another arrow cut through the air and embedded itself into her thigh.


Her breath hissed through clenched teeth. The arrow hadn't pierced all the way through. Once she escaped, she would have to finish the job before it could be pulled free. Why? Why were her sense failing her? She should have been able to detect and dodge those attacks so just what was going on? Bow returned to her back, she brandished her bone dagger. It was more of a last defense and did little to stop the swing of the Dremora's sword. The slash couldn't get through the layer of dragon scales on her Cuirass, but the light armor didn't little to prevent the pure kinetic force from breaking a few ribs.


She choked and gasped. The blow had knocked the small Bosmer off her feet, sending her sliding a few feet along the ground. The Dremora laughed as he plunged his blade into her stomach before she could back away. The charging of a spell could be heard. Crippling pain wracked her entire form. Then nothing.


A bright flash sent resting birds flying from the trees. In the dark of the Lunar Forest, along the shore of a small lake, a beaten and bloodied Bosmer lay. It wasn't long before her spectral direwolf appeared at her side. It gently nuzzled her face in an attempt to wake her to no avail. Taking her arm in his mouth, he started dragging her through the dark forest. The smell of food and many people was close. Hopefully they weren't enemies.


(Hopefully this is okay, I couldn't figure out an intro and I'm awful at action scenes...)
(loved your opening and fight scene ><)
 
"Hm. Took long enough." Tanden muttered as he stood on a hill near the Inn. He had been traveling for several days, looking for a place to rest. For once in 3 months, he had been able to take a break. A long overdue break. He had overheard someone talking about this place, acting like it was the best place in the world. Of course, he had to check it out now. After an appreciative gaze of the exterior, Tanden began walking, again, to the door.
 
@InkDreamer


@KageYuuki


@Tanden Shaile


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Yukito Himura




Spending what felt like several hours which was only a few minutes within his room; Yukito had finally been able to lift himself up from the carpet flooring to his own two feet once more. Although he would've preferred the thought of actually getting cleaned up and such before getting dressed and heading to the dining room, he was already running late as it was. He didn't have the time to waste any further than he already did; nothing was going to stop him from getting down there and greeting everyone at least. Slipping off his burnt and ragged clothing; the sight of the burn marks upon his wrists and ankles were severely painful; but he didn't have the proper bandages to cover them up. "Dammit..I'll just have to work around this.." As he whispered his own words to himself, the dark haired male simply rushed his way into his closet to grip a hold of his suit and put it right on. The silky material of the sleeves simply touching his wrists and ankles felt like just extra pain; although he had no real choice but to deal with it and continue to dress himself properly for the greeting.


The last thing Yukito had to do before he was prepared to head down the stairs and straight for the dining hall was simply to fix his hair. Just as he reached for his comb, the sound of what seemed to be fighting or such going on in a slight distance from the inn itself had been the next thing to catch his attention. Swinging his head right around to face the entire glass side of his room; Yukito had rushed towards the large glass wall as he watched out in the distance. Although he hadn't been able to see the fighting; there was no doubt about it, there was an energy signature of someone or something lowering down by the second, but as well; right below at the entrance to the inn was also what looked to be a tall male with dark brown hair. The energy that came from this one resembled the close enough fact that he was an elf, however the lowering energy of the other being in the distance was slightly unknown due to it still being further away from the inn.



There was someone or something in need of help and from what he could tell; they were slowly making their way towards the inn with every few moments. He couldn't simply sit there and know of this lowering energy without doing something about it.
"Annabelle..or someone..I hope you guys can handle taking care of the greeting for a bit.." As he spoke with his lowered tone of voice, the dark haired male quickly lifted the glass of his wall to jump right out of his room at the top floor. Even with his burnt wrists and ankles, Yukito was able to land at a slight distance from the tall male that was approaching the inn. Giving him a quick bow out of respects, he motioned his hand towards the doorway that would lead him into the inn itself. "Welcome sir. My apologies, but I must take my leave real quick. Inside, there is a clerk at the front desk that may help you with anything you require. My name is Yukito Himaru, owner of this establishment. I shall make a greeting towards you as soon as I am able. My apologies once more." With those words, the dark haired male quickly rushed down the path towards the lowering energy he had felt in the distance. Struggling to keep his own stamina high enough to reach the location; there had been times he would cough slightly up a bit of blood into the palm of his own hand as he neared his destination.


Finally, coming up to what looked to be a direwolf-like creature dragging along what seemed to be a female by her hand. The sight of her own wounds was much more severe than he had thought them to be. Just the sight of her blood and wounds was shocking to believe she would have any life left in her in general. Approaching the wolf carefully in case it might've been a threat, he would kneel himself before the creature and woman as he held out both of his hands to show he meant no harm.
"Please. Allow me to help. If what I see is correct..she requires immediate medical attention. I can help her here for the time being..It may not be much..but I can at least guarantee her life." Speaking up, he wished to know that the wolf; if it knew this woman at all to trust him before he would try anything.



 
Hearing the doors open to the inn I noticed Yukito had stepped in, whom was noticibly having trouble keeping his composure and seemed to be hiding some wounds. Something must have happened outside and Yukito must have sensed it. I decided to make haste as well, in Yukito's state he might have trouble with whatever is ahead. Flowing through the air once more I made haste behind him, being careful not to have him notice me behind him.


At the destination I noticed a wolf dragging behind a girl whom looked to be determined to get her to safety. Yukito slowly aproached the wolf to show no harm and told it that he was only here to help. If things get ugly, I might just have to start my job early.
 
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Seeing so many people come in and out with no sign of yukito, Annabelle decided simply to stay at the feast in case anyone returned. If he didn't come back to the feast soon however, she'd probably leave a note at the feast letting everyone know she was gonna go and search for him. She wanted to right at that moment, however, the cooks at the inn had worked extremely hard for this meal, and it was a big thing to be held here. Abandoning her station at something so many strived to make would be a pretty terrible thing to do. So with that, she stood next the table, watching the massive doorway, hands behind her back and praying he would return soon.
 
@happydeath


The Direwolf studied him for a moment, its eyes glowing a piercing blue. Releasing his hold on Falin's arm, he slowly backed away. The beast's eyes were still trained on Yukito and a quiet growl could be heard. The message was clear: hurt her, and I'll hurt you. The spectral wolf gave off an unearthly glow. The faint light barely revealing the paling features of the wounded elf. Her breaths were ragged, weak, and only getting worse.
 

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