Warlord and a Skill Seeker [hr] [@Crimson Paladin][@VitaVitaAR] [hr] The group of cornered hunters would fall silent, Novak’s words at least having seemingly placated them somewhat. A tense few moments followed. Silence, as Donovan would consider beating some sense into them...and then as he would whisper something to Akando and flee, the other hunter would give Donovan a frown and a furrowed brow. “The old...Alright. I’ll meet you there.” The hunter would turn his head towards his former compatriots. “...You don’t trust them. I didn’t either, and to be honest, I still can’t say I understand or believe what is entirely going on here.” The hunter would speak, taking a less hostile glance. “But...we’ve always survived by working together. Hunting together. Helping when one of us had been wounded...when I was lost in the forest as a child, he’s dead now, the older hunters all helped me. They might be outsiders, but they’re only trying to help. We can’t live if we just shun all outsiders just because they’re not from our village.” Akando echoed much of Novak’s own sentiment. And perhaps, after hearing it from one of their own, another of the hunters would begin slowly. “...We...don’t really know much.” He would slowly begin. “But the old man found some of us one day while hunting. He was the one who first showed us the fog and the old temple.” “Told us that there was a sleeping goddess of some sort sealed here in the Moonless era.” Another would speak up. “Said that if it was allowed to wake, the sea would swallow the village. As proof he...showed us what he meant. All of us had nightmares for a week after that, like we were standing right there when it was sealed.” “Didn’t tell us who was responsible, or how.” The third would grunt. “We were in no position to question a god, were we? Game had already become scarce, and with the fog making animals more violent...he gave us the solution of just simply hunting the Kyrnith’s deer. Made the deer angry, but he had never really decided to help us.” “Made it angry, but...we didn’t care. We still don’t really know much. We started coming up with a plan - if someone was breaking it, then we just had to find them. Soyala narrowed it down that it could only be Lazhira that was responsible...but well, we were hesitant. She’s barely old enough to go into the forest by herself even if she does it. She said hunting the deer would help throw off whoever was causing it. The Illuminator only said that recently Enli would just be a scapegoat to make the village fully believe in him and draw out whoever the culprit was directly.” They would fall silent, not sure how to proceed or if they seemingly had any more relevant information. [hr] A little secret [@Crusader Lord] [hr] The man of course, wasn’t in any position to really resist his feline captor. The burned and injured hunter would groan in pain as he was dragged through Mie’s camp and then hoisted up against a tent pole then subsequently tied up. Thankfully for Lazhira, he also wasn’t going to be stupid and resist further either at the threat of a broken leg. “I-I don’t know much!” He’d say. “Just that we were followin’ orders! Soyala thinks that Lazhira is the one causing all this! I don’t know why, but we’re not gonna question a God if he says to do something, are we?!” He’d shout, the only bit of self defense he had right now. “A-all we really know is that if whatever is sealed in that old shrine breaks free, Dawn is going to be destroyed! We would have moved sooner, but...well, we didn’t want to make Akando our enemy - he could throw a wrench in our plans since well, he and Lazhira sort of grew up together somewhat...” He’d calm down a bit, breathing becoming a little more even. “I-I think I heard something about a key from the Old Man. Two, actually. One being hidden, and the other just...being in Dawn somewhere. I don’t know more than that.” Leannah would be vaguely aware of sounds of movement outside of the tent. Seems like the Oni had positioned themselves outside a bit to help give her a bit of privacy. Perhaps it was a bit curious he didn’t mention the Hag, and rather the Old man. [hr] [@PKMNB0Y] [hr] Mie would listen to Misaki’s explanation with rapt attention, not taking her eyes off the other Kitsune as she’d speak. As she did listen, her face would slowly turn from mild disinterest to one of disbelief and curiosity. She would fall silent a few seconds before energetically leaning over the table with an excited grin. “You’re telling me you know a process better for refining metal and ores!?” The fox would giggle lightly, sitting back and grinning. “Ahaha, if I had that I could rul-ahem - become the richest little fox in Chagawa, pfft, ahaha! Not even my dumb stupid kinsmen could deny me then, ahah!” A few more fits of giggles as Mie would realize she was being a little too emotional, and with an embarrassed cough would collect herself. “Ahaha, sorry I got excited~” Mie would fold her arms across her chest. “If you’re being honest, Misaki, my lovely little kinsmen...despite my ahem, earlier excitement, I am of course skeptical of this claim. If you can give me the details...I can have one of the Oni attempt making it and test this claim of yours.” She’d smile. “And if it works...well, Misaki, I can guarantee you the both of us are going to be [i]rich[/i].” Her Majesty [hr] [@Click This] “Ahah, don’t you worry. Auntie won’t hate any of us! If anything, she’s laughing at us lesser beings.” He’d chuckle. “The only thing she hates is a boring story, ahah!” He’d hand her the blueprints properly now, and whenever she’d take them from his hand he’d forcibly grab hers, giving it a rather vigorous shake to seal their little deal. “Keep it! For now, anyways. Not like you’ll be able to make it anytime soon.” He’d say, almost sounding a bit confrontational as if he’d be watching how long it’d in fact, take Narkissa to make it. “Now, then...as for your supplies. Give this to the little fox of a beast.” He’d secondly pass her a note. “Don’t open it! Her eyes only. We have a little...deal, currently. She’s holdin’ on to something special for me. Mutual friendship and all that. If she can’t hook you up, then no one can, ahaha!” He’d clasp the cane in his hand, turning to leave. “If there’s nothin’ else, I’d suggest you go visit her sooner rather than later….ah,” A pause, looking over his shoulder. “We’d need a real big power for enough oomph! Make it special, you!” And then he’d walk off, not bothering to explain or tell anything further. Concerning the blueprint he had handed her… [hider=goddess note] Item acquired: Rifle Blueprint It seems to be a diagram for some type of rifle. Unfortunately, while it seems similar, its written using completely foreign runic script. As well, the design choices seem...odd, or at least, odd for a weapon from earth. Might be some time before you can decipher this. Item acquired: Message for Mie A message to be delivered for Mie. Of course, she could always snoop and read what it says if she wanted too. Who would know, right? [hider=Mie’s Message] Hello again! Me again! So sorry about losing that little item of yours. Some dumb clock worshiping lunatic ran off with it. Now if you don’t mind, I’m pulling in a last little favor you owe. Help this one with what she needs, hm? And give her what I gave you already. Oh, and of course, I still expect Enli to be sleeping with Auntie in the seas sometime tonight. The hunters, still have their uses. I’ll pay you accordingly...this time with information. I may have another lead you might be interested in as an apology for losing that broken toy of yours. [/hider] [/hider] A Traveler [@PaulHaynek] [hr] “Ahaha, why would I put a cute little thing like you in danger.” Elisete would giggle. “I think its better if I draw their attention. I know there’s a lot of them, but it’ll take more than a few undead to take me down.” The warrior woman would offer a toothy grin. “Not nearly strong enough to, hehe.” She’d pull open the door to the church, letting Nick walk out in front of her before she’d secure it behind them. It wouldn’t be long before Viorel’s barrier seemingly had been put back up. “I shouldn’t be too long, hopefully.” She’d say, walking towards the edge of the village. “Uhm...also, be careful. Viorel keeps talking about something really bad being out here at night, but we don’t know what that is or where it comes from. Might be a good idea to try and find some place to hole up if night gets here and we haven’t finished yet. Anyways...here I goooo! Try not to become zombie food!~” And with that, Elisette would bolt off into the snow field. It wouldn’t take long for the zombies to rise from their snowy tombs, clawing their way to stand as they’d start honing in on Elisette...but it seemed she wasn’t concerned now that she didn’t have to look after Nick. The warrior wouldn’t even make an attempt to avoid the first one, rather running right to it. Her blade was drawn, and in an instant the head of the first zombie would roll across the ground. “Alright ya dummies come to Elisette and die!~” More and more seemed to be slowly converging on her, but it at least, would offer Nicholas free reign to move towards the forest in the distance. The Roma Mob [@ERode] [hr] “Knowing thine enemy is always prudent.” She’d assert in response to Isidore’s comment, but didn’t linger on the subject, smirking lightly as Isidore made his demands. “A hundred is a bit steep, don’t you think?” She’d say, raising a hand. A few of the guards would grumble about Isidore’s disrespect but none moved to say anything. “Fifty. Upfront should be enough to pay for anything needed to solve this issue...of course, if you run into unexpected problems I will help where I can. Information of course, is something easily provided. I can have my son fill you in on the particulars, or you can find Rullphana. I’m sure she would be happy to discuss such subjects at length. A time piece...I shall send one to the gatehouse at the entrance. More monetary reward shall be given upon completion. Is that agreeable?” If he did agree, the queen would motion for the same guard that had offered him the ring. He would silently move away from Isidore and off somewhere as he’d inspect the ring. [hider=Goddess note] Item Recieved: Dusk Ring A ring bearing the engraving of Shadow Elf royalty. One who carries it carries authority recognized by the crown of the Shadow Elves. Most who see the crest will be willing to show some manner of friendship and authority to the bearer. [/hider] “If you want, Isidore.” The prince would say. “I can tell you what I know while the guard returns with the money...I’ve been to Old Naraheim myself a few times.” [hr] The Builder [@Guy0fV4lor] [hr] Donovan would dash back through the forest, thankfully his skills making the trip much shorter than it would normally be. He’d find himself at the edge of the village in a handful of minutes, and soon he’d be on the outskirts of Mie’s encampment. From a glance, it seemed like Mie was packing lots of things up, getting ready to move in only a few days' time and ensuring all her goods and supplies were all secure and ready to go. It also seemed like she was busy. “The Market is closed and Lady Mie is not receiving visitors right now.” One of the Oni would inform Donovan as he’d approached the center of the camp. “Do you have other business here, human?”