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Fantasy The Spirit Inside ~ Forest and Village

Delacare said:
"Only an inept alchemist would concoct a painful healing potion.", Belisair was greatly relieved if slightly exhausted. 'Ok a lot exhausted, but it was totally worth the trouble.'
"I actually have just the one for healing winged creatures. Give me a moment." Belisair began rummaging through his numerous pockets, more pockets than should be possible in a robe that fit that closely to his body.


"Aha, there it is, and you dont even have to drink it." Belisai had produced a tiny triangular vial filled with cerulean liquid, which he promptly pored out a quarter of onto his new friend. The potion seeped down between the bird's feathers and sunk beneath his skin, healing him from the inside out.


"By the way, little brother, what did you say your name was?"
Flint




Flint sharply said, "I'm not giving out my name!"


The bird suddenly pause now feeling the calming waves of the potion flowing gently into him. Flint extended one of his wings to observe the old scars vanishing without a trace.


"Amazing! That potion's a medical miracle. I feel brand new! I'll tell you my name, alright! Not that I had any say in it. It's quite awful. It's Flint. F-L-E... F-L-I-E... P-H-L..."


The irritated crow cursed and explained, "I'm a talking bird not an orthographer . Anyway, thank you for your help. I'll be going now."


Flint flapped his wing and quickly ascended in to the sky. Immediately he fell with a thud. His weak wings jiggled as if made with jelly.


"Dang it!" said the bird.


He stood back up and looked at Belisair in vexation. Being cooped up in a tiny cage with no room to exercise was not good for his tried wings.


"Well, my wings are going to be useless for now but with practice I should be flying like any other normal bird in no tim. Um... Where are you headed? Mind if I hitch a ride with you?"


Not wanting to be left alone in the maze of a forest, Flint put his palms together in pray as he begged for the second time that day.
 
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As the demon traverses the forest, the wisp rings. "Eh? Whats up, N'ttium?" He asks the spiritual being. She warns of something nearby. He crouched, taking coverage. He keeps a sharp eye for what she had warned for. It was just a snake woman... He keeps his ground, standing up. "Hey, Reptile. You arent fitted for walking through here, so I doubt youre out here hunting for Humans or whatever..." He says. He unsheathed his weapon, throwing it into a tree behind himself. "To let you know im not going to be hostile." McKane reassured.


@Kry


(I figured it was perfect for two new people to the RP to start interaction)
 
Lila'Vjola jumped visibly, the heart that beat in her chest skipping a couple of beats, when the male called out to her. A soft sound of surprise had left her lips at the same time. Her body was tense, her green eyes wide with fear, yet a bit hopeful, as she peered at the stranger. He was certainly imposing, though to her most people were rather imposing and intimidating. The stranger had called her 'reptile' though, and subconsciously her right hand had moved to rub almost shamefully, but gently against the purple scales of her left arm.


She had stopped walking as well, her tail no longer swaying behind her
. "I...I'm a little lost." The voice that left those lips was very soft, it held just the slightest hint of an accent, and was quite feminine and a bit uncertain, wondering why he thought she would be hunting humans. She watched the man cautiously, shifting on her feet slightly, looking as if she would run at the first sign of danger.
 
"Sorry to surprise you..." He excused himself, "Just figured i would offer to assist you." he says. "Im sorry for using the word 'reptile'... You seem a bit offended from it. I tend to call people and things like snakes, geckos, iguanas, reptiles." He clears up. He sits down, gesturing for her to join him. "Lets camp out for a while, as the sun is starting to set." McKane offers, gsthering some dry twigs and leaves together, for the wisp to ignite. "You look more than lost. Frightened. Starving. Desperste." He described briefly. "I promise I wont harm you aslong as you think so yourself." He tries to reassure once more.
 
She hadn't exactly been offended by the word, just more filled with shame for what she was. Even though she had no control over being born as such. She was silent for a while, and still, very still. Almost as still as a snake before it strikes, but there was no evil intent in her eyes or body language. Only fear and uncertainty, a desire to trust, but a terrible fear of that trust being broken. Her heart rate had picked up a bit for a moment when the man gestured for her to join him.


But the man was making a fire! Blessed warmth and heat! Being what she was, her blood did run rather cooler than a mammals or humans. She took a step towards him and that fire, then stopped herself. Suddenly struck by the thought that he might want something in return for his help. She had nothing to offer. Still he had said he wouldn't harm her. Lila had heard words like that before, but these were from a stranger and not from a master. Perhaps his words were more trustworthy.



Lila finally approached him, but she sat so that the fire was between the two of them, she still looked like she might run at a moment's notice. The warmth of the fire felt nice, and she almost relaxed for a moment, her eyes never leaving the stranger.
"I...I've never..been on my o-own before now." These past few weeks had been almost worse than living with her former master. In fact she almost missed that cruel lord and his house.
 
[QUOTE="RP Marshall]

Flint




Flint sharply said, "I'm not giving out my name!"


The bird suddenly pause now feeling the calming waves of the potion flowing gently into him. Flint extended one of his wings to observe the old scars vanishing without a trace.


"Amazing! That potion's a medical miracle. I feel brand new! I'll tell you my name, alright! Not that I had any say in it. It's quite awful. It's Flint. F-L-E... F-L-I-E... P-H-L..."


The irritated crow cursed and explained, "I'm a talking bird not an orthographer . Anyway, thank you for your help. I'll be going now."


Flint flapped his wing and quickly ascended in to the sky. Immediately he fell with a thud. His weak wings jiggled as if made with jelly.


"Dang!" said the bird.


He stood back up and looked at Belisair in vexation. Being cooped up in a tiny cage with no room to exercise was not good for his tried wings.


"Well, my wings are going to be useless for now but with practice I should be flying like any other normal bird in no tim. Um... Where are you headed? Mind if I hitch a ride with you?"


Flint put his palms together in pray as he begged for the second time that day.

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"Well Flint. F-L-I-N-T Flint. You are very welcome. I was planning on asking you to accompany me on my way to an ancient temple just beyond the forest around Thoranhall. Sadly I have no way of strengthening your wings, that will just take time a practice. We can learn to fly together." Belisair smiled infectiously
 
He gave a smile as warm as the fire as the woman decided to trust McKane. "Wonderful..." He says. The fire slowly grew, but he controls it with some stones around the blaze. The wisp would ignite the rest of the fuel, making a suitable camp fire. "Now... With you being so unprepared, youre probably going to perish before the time you reach the forest." He brutally speaks. "I, myself, just exitted that dark forest. You know the one, no light and filled with monsters and demons. While I was in there, i was killing demons for Refined Evil. However... I lost my way and appeared here." He gave a bit of backstory on where he came from. "Im as desperate as you are, as refined evil attracts more demons. Luckily, the wisp will reside in the fire and keep it holy for us to be peotected. Since we were so close... you may have been hunted by one of 'em. Possibly... raped or enslaved. Anyway." He shuts up at what he said. "Apologies..." He excuses himself. "Now... Lets share a dinner." He offers once more, reaching into his bag and pulling out a wrapped up ration. It was simple, bread and dried meat. He splits it unevenly, giving her the larger portion. "I cant have my companion heat it up if you would like."


@Kry
 
Delacare said:
"Well Flint. F-L-I-N-T Flint. You are very welcome. I was planning on asking you to accompany me on my way to an ancient temple just beyond the forest around Thoranhall. Sadly I have no way of strengthening your wings, that will just take time a practice. We can learn to fly together." Belisair smiled infectiously
Flint




Almost bursting with happiness, Flint regained his composure. The ancient temple seemed dangerous but nothing could be worst than the year's he spent being harmed, along with countless other animals, by the old wizard. He then remembered, his fellow captives were still caged up in that odious lap!


"Fine, I will go with you on this journey on one condition: we need to stop by the wizard's house to free the other animals he has in there. It should not be too far of a trek at your pace. After that, I'm willing to go anywhere."
 
[QUOTE="RP Marshall]

Flint




Almost bursting with happiness, Flint regained his composure. The ancient temple seemed dangerous but nothing could be worst than the year's he spent being harmed, along with countless other animals, by the old wizard. He then remembered, his fellow captives were still caged up in that odious lap!


"Fine, I will go with you on this journey on one condition: we need to stop by the wizard's house to free the other animals he has in there. It should not be too far of a trek at your pace. After that, I'm willing to go anywhere."

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"Of course little brother. Lead the way."


As he spoke a gentle breeze blew through the forest and drove the clouds away from the moon,illuminating him softly.
 
As he spoke, she stared at him. Her fear only seemed to grow the more he spoke. "M-monsters?" Lila wasn't entirely sure what might constitute as a monster, but in her previous experience, wolves could be rather monstrous. She had also never encountered a demon before, as far as she knew, but she had heard stories of demons. She shivered almost violently, wrapping her arms around her torso when the man mentioned rape or being enslaved.


Those two things didn't seem to surprise her in the least, they only made her look away in shame for a moment, and hug herself tighter. Lila'Vjola did not want to go back to being anyone's slave, demon, monsters, human, it didn't matter what the creature was, Lila was determined to never be a slave again. Lila inched closer to the fire, and a bit closer to the man. She had no weapons, she had no training as a fighter, she had no magic. She could only dance and serve, those were her only skills.



Lila looked at the man, for a moment it seemed like she might speak, ask some question, but then the man was handing her food. She hesitated, then cautiously reached out to take the offered food, shaking her head slightly when the other offered have his wisp heat it up for her. She brought the bread and meat to her nose and sniffed it lightly before taking a tentative bite of each. It was good, it was very good. After that small cautious bite, she began to devour the meal rather ravenously.



After a bit of silent, almost frantic eating, Lila blinked and looked up at the man. She seemed to have relaxed a bit, she seemed slightly less afraid of him.
"You must be very strong...to be able to kill demons." Her bread and meat were nearly gone now, it had been so very good. "Thank you...thank you for letting me eat with you." It was sincere gratitude. "Thank you, for giving me so much of your food." Her green eyes were shimmering a bit, as if she might cry, but for that brief moment she looked very happy. Quickly enough though that happy expression had turned back to one of barely controlled apprehension.
 
"Yeah. Monsters." He said, confirming. "Dont fret to much... ive slain many things." He says, still trying to make the frightened woman feel safe. He eatsration, savoring it. "Woah, you gobbled that up quickly..." McKane comments as he watched her. "Oh well... seems standard." He shrugs, keeping to himself until she had spoken once more. "Well, thats because... Im a demon myself. I may not appear as much, but I am. I just live among the overworld. However, the reason i slayed my own kind was for refined evil for a witchdoctor, in a town full of Manimals. I never desired to be brutal to the undeserving..." McKane informs. "So dont worry. I can reveal my true form if youd like, though the image of it may not allow you to sleep tonight." McKane offers. He smiles at the reptillian woman's thankfulness. "You are very welcome... Its no problem. Living the way i did... only wants you to make you have vengeance on others or treat others kindly."


@Kry
 
Delacare said:
"If you would allow me to place you upon my shoulder, you can lead the way."
@RP Marshall
"Just a Second," Flint said while ripping a strong branch from a nearby bush. After that he opened up the Natterhead Biter's mouth.


"Sorry fella," he said to the dead snake and proceeded to pull out one of it's poisonous fangs. "I have some animal's to save."


Before hoping on top of Belisair, he spat on the old wizard's corpse in detest. Flint looked at his new companion's shimmering hair and without so much as a please he yanked one strand off.


"These items will make a great weapon," he said to himself.
 
[QUOTE="RP Marshall]"Just a Second," Flint said while ripping a strong branch from a nearby bush. After that he opened up the Natterhead Biter's mouth.
"Sorry fella," he said to the dead snake and proceeded to pull out one of it's poisonous fangs. "I have some animal's to save."


Before hoping on top of Belisair, he spat on the old wizard's corpse in detest. Flint looked at his new companion's shimmering hair and without so much as a please he yanked one strand off.


"These items will make a great weapon," he said to himself.

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Belisair bent down gracefully and placed the rest of the snake body into one of his impossible pockets. As he rose, he disturbed Flint's place not at all


"I can feel that you know. Are you ready to show me where to go?"
 
Lila seemed very uncertain when the male revealed the fact that he was a demon, but so far he had been so kind to her. She was finding it hard to think of him as a demon, though all she had to go on was stories she had heard, mostly gossip. She stared at him, looking him over carefully. He was also using words she was not quite familiar with in the least. That head tilted ever so slightly to the side as her brow furrowed just a bit.


"A-are you really a demon?" She asked the question very hesitantly, as if afraid to say something like that to him. It wasn't her place to question someone, and she did fear a violent answer to such a question. How foolish she was to just blatantly accuse him of lying like that. Questioning his words. Still, even though she knew better, the words didn't stop tumbling from her lips. Curious as a kitten almost. "W-whats a witchdoctor, and a..a refined evil..and the other thing..m-manimal?" She ducked her head slightly, that body tense.


She knew better, she knew she shouldn't be questioning this man like this. He seemed so nice though, surely he would continue to be nice? Wouldn't he? Lila bit down on her bottom lip, chewing it slightly. Nervous and uncertain.
 

Anya clutched her bow in her right hand, taking an arrow out from her sling on her back, her dagger in its hilt at her waist. She strung her bow, stepping forward out from behind a tree silently. Closing one eye, she let her arm subconsciously pull back, releasing the arrow which then hit a small hare. It would be her dinner, at least for the night. Going to retrieve her game, she looked around cautiously.





The Elf Princess had no choice but to hunt to survive, and sell half of her game in the market to pay for a small hotel room at one of the inns. It was a hard life, but better than others.
 
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Delacare said:
Belisair bent down gracefully and placed the rest of the snake body into one of his impossible pockets. As he rose, he disturbed Flint's place not at all
"I can feel that you know. Are you ready to show me where to go?"

Flint






"Yes," Flint said while tying the hair to the fang and the stick. "That direction for no more than a half a mile."


They took off with a gust of wind that almost knock the bird sideways. As Flint held on for dear life he noticed a figure bent down a little ways left of them.


"
What the hell was that," Flint thought to himself. They continued onward.

 
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"Yes... yes I am. I can see how youre confused." He says while eating. "Demons come in all shapes and sizes... And can change those shapes and sizes." McKane explained slightly. "You seem so scared to talk to me at all... Damn..." He says, pondering what the hell she's gone through to act the way she was. Then she questioned the vocabulary. "So... a Witchdoctor is a person who uses magic similar to witchery to help people. Refined evil is a powder essential in some of that witchery. A manimal is a term used in the demon world to refer to human like beings that have animalistic features. Like... you." He informs her. "Damn... I butchered your trust with that, havent I?"


@Kry
 
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"Zephyr's a little excited from me earlier display, so I would hold on tight. Lets see how fast we can go, Zeph." Belisair gathered the wind even tighter around the duo and ran at twice the speed. He was taxed but it was only half a mile. A speed output of this level wouldn't hurt his reserves too bad in such a short interval.
 
Lila was a bit relieved actually, that the man hadn't gotten angry at her for questioning him the way she had. Nodding ever so slightly as he spoke, to show that she was doing her best to absorb this new information. These things seemed rather simple once he explained them, and she felt rather foolish for not knowing them in the first place, but her education had been very limited.


When he explained the term 'manimal' she frowned slightly, a hand going to run along the scales of her other arm. She stared down at those arms for a moment before looking back up to the demon.
"I...I am a Yuan-ti." The words had been spoken in response to him calling her a manimal, though she didn't seem upset, just a bit uncertain. Was manimal an insult, like being called reptile? Though that wasn't exactly an insult either, it was more of a shaming thing. Her former master used the term 'reptile' to make her feel guilty and shame for not being born a human.


Lila'Vjola shivered slightly as she thought of that cruel man for the briefest of moments, then she shook her head, as if to shake away those thoughts. She moved closer to the man, much closer, almost completely closing the gap that had been between them. "N-no. I..I trust you." She spoke the words with slightly more certainty than before, but she still seemed cautious. Timid. So far though, this man, even if he was a demon, had been very kind to her. In just the minutes they had known each other, he had been far kinder to her than her former master.
 
"Hey... Dont see it ad a derogatory term, alright? Its just how demons speak where I come from..." He says, a bit apologetic. When she says her species name, he lets out a grateful laugh "Hahaha! FINALLY Learned that name!" McKane lets out, smiling wide. He sighs. "Anyway... whats up with that shiver? Bad memory or somethin'...?" He asks, a bit worried for his possible friend. Before she answers, she scootches much closer to him. He gave a warm smile, "Thanks for believing in my trust, Yuan-Ti."


@Kry
 
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He had laughed and smiled. He seemed rather pleased at learning what her species was called. For a few moments she just stared at him. Not entirely sure how she should feel about that at all. No one had reacted like that before, but then again, she also had not known very many people. Only other slaves, her master, and a few kind people she had met some days ago before getting lost in this place. She offered him a tentative smile in return. It was the best she could do at the moment.


She really had no idea what this man expected from her, and she was terrified of offending him or making him angry.
"My..my name is Lila'Vjola." She offered the words tentatively, almost shyly and a bit uncertainly. He hadn't actually asked for her name, and slaves weren't even supposed to hold on to such a thing, but that was the name her mother had given her. She had never forgotten that, no matter how hard her former master had tried to beat it from her. Besides, this demon man had seemed to so pleased when she told him what her people were called. Would he be pleased to hear her actual name too?


Lila shook her head slightly, and inched a bit closer to the fire.
"....Just a bit cold." It was a lie, but that was the response he would get when he asked about her shivering. She had turned slightly away from him, turning more towards the fire as well. It wasn't a complete lie though, she was a bit cold.
 
Delacare said:
"Zephyr's a little excited from me earlier display, so I would hold on tight. Lets see how fast we can go, Zeph." Belisair gathered the wind even tighter around the duo and ran at twice the speed. He was taxed but it was only half a mile. A speed output of this level wouldn't hurt his reserves too bad in such a short interval.
Shaking his tail feather's wildly, Flint leaped from Belisair's shoulder.

Flint




"Hell of a ride," said the crow.


The newly formed traveling companions stood in front of a dark shack covered with thorny bushes. This is where Flint and the other creatures had suffered a life time of horrors by the wizard. Flint held the spear he had finished making tightly in his wings.


"You should say out here," Flint commanded the powerful Sylph. "I have some unfinished business with the wizard's minion. If I don't come out within the hour you should leave without me. Most likely I was slain."
 
"Oh, then, Lila'Vjola." He says, repeating her name to remember it. "Dont be shy to ask or tell me anything..." McKane make sure she wouldnt feel to afraid to speak, especislly from whatever her trauma was. "Well, my name is McKane Gru'ukalney. The, uh, second part is my last name." McKane says, in fairness to her confession. When Lila'Vjola says she is cold, McKane wraps a blanket over Lila'Vjola.


@Kry
 
[QUOTE="RP Marshall]Shaking his tail feather's wildly, Flint leaped from Belisair's shoulder.
Flint




"Hell of a ride," said the crow.


The newly formed traveling companions stood in front of a dark shack covered with thorny bushes. This is where Flint and the other creatures had suffered a life time of horrors by the wizard. Flint held the spear he had finished making tightly in his wings.


"You should say out here," Flint commanded the powerful Sylph. "I have some unfinished business with the wizard's minion. If I don't come out within the hour you should leave without me. Most likely I was slain."

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"If you do not come back out within the hour, I will follow you in and save you again, little brother." Belisair thought for a moment.


"Hold on I have something that could help you", he went to his left hip pocket and pulled out a silver string from which a single pearl dangled.


He bent down and wrapped it tightly around Flint's makeshift spear before snapping his fingers and watching as the string was absorbed into the wood ,turning it the same shade of silver, and the pearl wove it's way to the butt of the spear.


"There, that's a basic combat enchantment I made a couple of months ago. It'll give your attacks a bit more accuracy and oomph. Don't worry about wasting it because the pearl has a large mana pool and it's easily replenished." that wasn't entirely true but Flint didn't need to know that. It was glaringly obvious to Belisair that Flint didn't believe in the value of his own life and Belisair was extremely concerned.
 
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