[center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjk2LmZmZWEwZi5NU0EsLjAA/mayflower-antique.regular.png[/img][/center] [center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjcyLjdjOTJkYS5RbVZuYVc1dWFXNW5JRVJ5WldGdGN5QmhibVFnVTNSaGNuUnBibWNnU205MWNtNWxlWE0sLjE,/pfeffer-mediaeval.regular.png[/img][/center] [center][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ViTqHFpt6s&t=80s[/youtube][/center] [center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjYwLmRhNjlmNy5SbTl5ZEhWdVpTZHpJRTV2ZEdWei4w/emilys-candy.regular.png[/img][/center] [color=pink]Yoo-hoo. Hi. Hello. Little Adventuring Orphan’s. My name is Fortune and we will meet someday. For now, just know you are very loved and very blessed. Because of this I ,as a treasure fairy, deal strictly in the distribution of treasure from beyond. With that out of the way here are your gifts;[/color] [hider= Gasp I wonder what this opens][center][img]https://image.ibb.co/csVSp8/Key.jpg[/img][/center][/hider] x12 Crux Gems - to distributed evenly among the cast [color=pink]That's all I have for now. Buh buh bye now.[/color] ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ [center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjYwLmZjZmNmYy5RM1Z5Y21WdWRDQkhiMkZzY3csLC4w/xirwena.regular.png[/img][/center] [u][b]Map For Reference[/b][/u] [center][img]https://image.ibb.co/fzq7NT/Aelfstan.jpg[/img][/center] The group has just left Cosmo City, looking over the map brought with them they determine the direction they should go. The origins of the Dark Witch’s home is unknown and they have no leads to go off of. Looking at the region map there are several options to discuss among each other. The orphans lay out many ideas, when Sith takes the reigns and suggest if the Dark Witch is as powerful as the stories claim, than the group should level up first. However, the path is not set forth, just yet. Knowing Sith is in the lead means perhaps an aimless direction. It’s why Francis steps forward to provide the plan Sith does not have. Now the Orphans have a base to go off of; [color=yellow][b]-Find Information about the Dark Witch -Explore the world for Gems, Spells, and Ruins to activate Waystones[/b][/color] Rhaya looks nervously at the forest, a bead of sweat rolls down her forehead looking over the map with the others. While she has agreed to this journey, she cannot help, but feel a little unease with the groups decisions. At first it seemed like merely a joke, or a childish idea they were pursuing, now it all seemed to real as they decided where to go, "I have a feeling we should take the path that's easier than wondering in a random direction and running into something that can kill us easily." She suggest an pauses when she notices the group looking at her. "Mostly because I just got here only five months ago, sooo, I would probably be lost like a sheep," She adds onto what she just said awhile ago," she nervously adds to the group as if she has to explain her position. Archibald on the other hand stares at the forest. The trees all look like monstrous shapes, looming over him and ready to grab him. He looks over the map, knowing full well the things that dwell in the trees and man cannot always be too trusting, "Everywhere looks scary..." Seeing the two others look nervously at the map. And Archibald's fear, Astraea steps up, she looks confident and bold that she has a plan. Perhaps to ease their fears and worries. Smiling she proudly announces to the group,"I feel that heading towards the forest would be the best place to start. There are plenty of places to camp, hide, and a multiple amount of creatures that could be used for food or perhaps will have information for us if intelligent. We could head through the forest towards the direction of a city to stop for supplies later." Do these people know how to give directions? They are as vague as a two year old drawing you a swirl and telling you that is a dinosaur. Where? In what world does a whirlpool equate to a dinosaur. Valeo begins to slow clap, "So far only one person has had a more sensible answer, do you know where to go though princess? I say we check out Crystal Grove. We are after all looking for spellstones, waystones, and knowledge about the Dark Witch. This isn't a camp out, you're suppose to have more direction when figuring out direction." Well he had one thing right, still Sítheach couldn't help, but feel a little peeved that Valeo had been the one to have given the only location of the group. He had hoped to see the group struggle and then he would have come in with an answer. Accepting their praise, ah Sítheach you are so wise and well guided. Now another person wanted to stick their nose into their business and he didn't even really like Gertrude. Still he just laughs and smiles at the group, holding in his resentment. He claps his hands excitedly, "No one said you had to come Archy. You can go help Gertrude and send us letters if you like." he pauses to look at Valeo, "Crystal Grove. I heard there were horrible monsters there that rip people's limbs off." "Yeah, but that's the whole forest, anything can rip a limb off, it's the ones that melt you into non existence, or drown you in the depths you have to worry about. You can survive being an amputee, you're not going to come back from being people juice" Valeo sharply retorts. Yep, he's going to irritate him throughout this whole entire journey. Francis steps forward to stop those two from turning this into a battle of wits, "Crystal Grove sounds fine. Like Valeo said, everything's going to try and kill us. Might as well go to the place where we can actually get something out of it. I'm sure we can find some villages out there too if we don't reach cities to resupply." Meanwhile, Archy in a small voice, trying to vye for the attention of others, remarks to Sítheach, "N-no I want to help too..." Of course he did. No one denied that. What Archy made up for his cowardice, was sheer moronic willpower. Though Sith could admire moronic willpower, than someone idly sitting by and doing nothing. At the same time Valeo saw this as more of an opportunity. Always searching for the weakest link. Working in a group was a new dangerous gambit and trying to figure out who was to break first was a matter of life and death, "Even more fun we can bet crystals that BooBoo over here will be the first amputee and if he's lucky just a puddle of half Vampry juice. Unfortunate he drowns in the sea or in a lake, terrible way to go." Sith would made a similar joke. Instead of being annoyed he merely laughs, "Sure I am willing to bet. I am going to go with eaten and digested." Francis efforts to stop these two from going back and forth seemed in vain now as Valeo remarks, "A classic, you are a traditionalist." Sith merely smiles and merely reminds Valeo the difference between him and the half deamon, "I am an old fea. We prefer things to be done in a traditional way. The first traveler should always be eaten. A boy and a girl shoved in a stove eaten by a Crone. A Orc eating you raw, limb from limb. A tiger munching on your innards before going in for the leg meat." Naturally all of it falls on deft ears, as Valeo merely remarks, "Now you're just trying to get on my good side with that comment." Francis begins to walk off from the city gates. In hopes that his lead will start to move everyone forward in direction. They all begin to follow his lead. It seems to have silenced those two for now. ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________ [center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjgwLjA4ZTIyNy5VbTloWkNCMGJ5QkRjbmx6ZEdGc0lFZHliM1psLjAA/koch-antiqua-zier.regular.png[/img][/center] Somewhere Very Far; "The children have left Gertrudes," a silhouette in the dark can be seen bending, even in the dim and faded light. "So they have finally left the safety of the nest," a feminine voice replies, she could be barely seen in the dim, faint purple light of the smooth, black stoned Spire. It hummed with an ancient power, an old power. Only she understood what it said to her. She could see the writing on the wall that they could not. "That is correct," the man watches her, even in the faint glittering light of crystals that have replaced flame for light, she is beautiful, her back exposed in a dramatic swooping gown, it leaves much to the imagination, yet her pale skin and spine exposed tempts him to walk closer. She turns around as if sensing his intentions. "Pay someone to deal with them," she says. He looks taken aback. "You don't want to hire one of the Generals?" he ask her. She plays with her fingers on the jagged, ebony, black throne. Her black nails coiled around the spines of the chair playfully. "A true manager of war does not send their best to assess the strength of others," she tells him. "Very wise, I will have that setup," he says. [center][img]http://txt-dynamic.cdn.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjcyLjA0Y2QzMC5VOE90ZEdobFlXTm8uMAAA/celexa.regular.png[/img][/center] [center]Equipment -O Crux Gems -Spellbook, Focal Crystal[/center] While true Gertrude's health was on his mind, he was glad that the others had agreed to this journey. If she hadn't gotten ill he didn't think any of them would have agreed to come along. Why should they? They were comfortable in their beds and comforted by the warm familiar comforts Gertrude brought. For all that he considered of her, what was most important to him was recovering his lost memories. Not something he could do, sipping on tea and slipping in the silken sheets. Furthermore though, something bothered him. This note from a mysterious fairy. As if, suddenly the world awaken and they became the center of the world's vision. Suddenly things were beginning to revolve the orphans. As if agreeing to this journey they had actually signed a contract that put their lives on the line. Fortune and this key. They had not actually distributed the gems. How much did they know of fortune or who the mysterious benefactor was. Why give them a key like this? Something about its shape seemed familiar to him, though he was rather unsure of why. Like something in the back of his mind, crawling to the surface, yet barely visible. "About the key," Sith called out to the group that had fallen silent once they passed the threshold of security. Cosmo City slowly beginning to become a distant vision. Behind trees that created a natural passage, and a natural wall, the glittering barrier could still be placed in the distance, "Something about it. I have a familiar sense with it. Do you think it could possibly be a new memory?" If anyone was paying attention they probably saw Sith smile. The possibility that he might be reminded of something meant that this road to recover the fragments of his mind, might already be working after all.