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A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

Ada

^{@PaulHaynek@Restalaan@AzureKnight}

The first thing Ada saw when getting inside the guild was the commotion going on as most of the guild members stood near the entrance with strange expressions as they talked with each other something about Bart having brought someone to the guild. Just as Ada got closer to them though, she noticed that there were a bunch of strange scents around, which immediately made her stop and start sniffing the air with a serious expression. Being on the guild for a while now, she was fairly familiar with the scent of all the guild members, but the ones she was feeling was most defnitely not their scent. While it became clear after a bit that whoever was inside the guild had already left, their smell was still everywhere and the guild was still a huge mess.

Agitated, Ada immediately began searching around for more intruders, with her teeth and claws showing. Fortunately for the 'uninvited guests' that were on the guild a moment ago, they left before Ada could find them, leaving behind nothing but their scent and leftover food.

After making sure that the guild was safe, Ada's posture relaxed down a bit, even though having the scent of so many different creatures that weren't her friends on 'her home' made her really uncomfortable.

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Freyr

^{@PaulHaynek@Rezod92@Stern Algorithm@Restalaan}

Freyr paid attention as Bartholomew replied to his question. While unforuntately, he had no idea of who "Samuel Cubbage" was, he did say a few interesting things, including on how expensive the so called 'gun' was and how it was very likely that Samuel might be much more important than his actions or appearance showed.

"It is hard to believe that such a small weapon can be so powerful. These... 'Ortusians'... They aren't dangerous, are they?" Freyr asked, a bit worried as he gave a small bow, silently thanking Bart for his words and the sympathy he showed.

"If this Samuel Cubbage turned out to be one of their envoys... Things could get a bit complicated... The word "weird" did fit him awfully well, after all." Freyr said, reflecting about who the man could've been.

As the topic changed towards the now gone "freeloaders" though, Freyr couldn't help but to notice how distressed Ada was, sniffing around and with quite a hostile posture.

"I think they left in a good hour too... Our Ada doesn't seem to take too kindly to her 'home' being intruded like that." he said with a chuckle as he watched her.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

Hey! Sorry for the delay, this weekend was my grandma's birthday and we wanted to do something special for her. Promise I'll have something done tomorrow :-)

Avalia

“They took them off to … in the woods”

Time: Evening
Location: Yenworth
Amas: 90 Spent

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It hadn't taken long for Astra and Myra to enter the market square. The once busy area was beginning to die down with many seeking a tavern or an inn.

While it was definitely better than when she entered the cave-city on Daka, Myra was still a bit uncomfortable due to the amount of different sounds and smells as she followed Astra through the market square. On one hand, Myra was incredibly curious about a lot of stuff that was being displayed on the market square, but on the other hand, the amount of smells and noises were still a bit too much for Myra's enhanced senses, disorientating her a little bit. Thanks to that, she made sure not only to stay close to Astra but to give small taps on her shoulder from time to time, not only to make sure Astra knew she was still following her but for Myra herself to not get distracted and lose herself.

The two of them made a beeline to the Odds and Ends stall run by a merman sitting in a barrel of water. The lamplight overhead gave notice to his shimmering blue scales decorating his forearms that poked out from his dark green tunic.

“Welcome to the Odds and Ends of Yenworth! You’ll find the best items for the lowest amount of amas.” The merman greeted happily despite being a bit wary of the Dark Elf. Astra didn’t resemble a soldier and appeared to be alone but dark elves just held a harsh stigma that many of the other races couldn’t look past.

“I am looking for clothes for my two friends. They actually lost their clothes, if you can imagine that.” Astra’s eyes wandered across the clothing that was fairly priced. “I wonder how Myra would look in a dress like that?” She mused as she eyed the red outfit

“Lost their clothes?” The merman was curious and prepared to hear a tale that would include heavy intoxication.

While a merman wasn't something Myra saw every day, having only seen a few of them by far in the water, he did seem to be friendly enough since he greeted Astra excitedly.

Still in her camouflage, Myra approached, looking curiously at the fish-man as she studied him. While she knew she should be careful, she was confident in her camouflage, and being the first time she saw a fish-person from this close.

“Yeah, they took 'em off to go…” Astra clapped her hands five times to be discreet. [color=plum]“...out in the woods.”[/color Meanwhile, Myra couldn't help but try and pinch one of the scales on the merman's arm.

“Ah!” He slapped his arm where his scale was pinched assuming a fly had pricked him.

Myra was intrigued to notice that the fish-man's scales were really just like a fish. Even the texture and the feeling were the same. What she wasn't expecting though was the fish-man's reaction, suddenly slapping the place where Myra had pinched, making her quickly pull back her hand as she gave a small jump back, alarmed in a low stance. Fortunately, it seemed like the fish-man didn't really see her or anything, instead was just reacting to the small pinch.

Astra raised an eyebrow in wonder from the merman's reaction before she made a low gasp. Myra. With a gulp, Astra grabbed two outfits from the rack.

“Then when they all finished up, they couldn't find their clothes.” Her attempt to get the man's attention worked so far. “I'm betting some shitty young light elf ran off with their stuff. Oh, and I'll buy these two right now. Gotta be quick before my dear Myra does something else she might regret.”

As Astra continued to talk though, getting a few of the strange, colored pieces of fabric, Myra noticed how Astra called her name, probably discreetly trying to scold her for what she did.

Quietly, she made sure to give a few steps away from the fish-man, touching Astra's back with her tail once, to indicate she would behave herself.

“90 amas.”

“Easy. Here you are.” Astra provided the amas and the merman bagged the outfits. “You know where I can get some rest.” Astra asked the clerk who pointed toward a large tavern/inn.

“Right there. Good price too.”

“Perfect.” And with that Astra started heading toward the inn. She'd get something to eat, get a comfy room for Myra and herself, and get some shut-eye.

The Hunt, A Modern Fantasy Smorgasbord RP

^{Interactions: Ullross @ReusableSword, Morgana Faith @King Cosmos, Micheal Crane @BigPapaBelial, Xaviron @Martian, Scarlet @AWACS}

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The roar of the motorcycles was almost drowned by the sounds of gunshots in a chaotic cacophony as the bikers continued shooting while approaching the house. Those that got close enough quickly dismounted from their bikes and slowly approaching the house as they continued to suppress Ulross and Faye, who were taking cover behind the car.

"Is this payback for me saying I was bored?!" Faye said, with a small shout as another window exploded, unable to hold on thanks to the continued gunfire.

Just as she said that though, a few words heralded a sudden, strong gust of wind, as Xaviron appeared from inside the house, knocking down about a third of the bikers, sending them tumbling to the ground, along with their bikes.

Along with Xaviron, the rest of the group also came. Using Xaviron's distraction, Amanda immediately came, asking for Scarlet's support, regarding firepower and jumping herself into the fray, after a stunt worthy of an action movie, making a huge pole suddenly shoot straight at her from the trunk of one of the cars, before unfurling into a huge axe.

"Whoa! That was cool- HEY!" Faye said, amazed as she saw Amanda dashing to one of the bikers and promptly slashing him into two with her axe, just to quickly pull her head down as a bullet hit the car and bounced, nearly hitting her.

Seeing one of their own literally being chopped into half, the bikers immediately changed targets, all of them focusing on the biggest and closest threat, Amanda.

"SHE KILLED CLYDE! She fucking sliced my little brother Clyde in half!!" One of the bikers who was just next to Amanda shouted, with a horrified expression as he immediately began walking back, desperately unloading his automatic rifle towards Amanda's general direction, his aim affected by his desperation and his emotional state.

Seeing all the nearby bikers beginning to focus Amanda, Faye did want to try to help her, but due to one of the other bikers, the one wielding an automatic rifle, suppressing her and Ullross behind the car with continuous fire, it wasn't a really good idea.

It was at that moment that Scarlet, after readying herself, shot the biker with the rifle, punching two fist-sized holes into his chest. Providing long range support, Scarlet continued shooting, taking another biker with a resounding shot. One after another, the loud shots coming from Scarlet's position were enough to vibrate the air and even raise dust from the ground as a third biker fell dead.

Raising a thumbs-up to Scarlet, thanking her in the distance, Faye looked to the ground near the car where she was ducking, seeing the many shards of reinforced glass into the ground. By now, the bikers that were knocked down by Xaviron had already gotten up and were finally arriving to aid the few remaining bikers. With their initial group being reduced to almost half of it's size, one would expect them to be demoralized, but instead, it seemed that they only got angrier and more reckless, fueled by the words of the fire-wielding mage among them.

"First they invade our property, then they kill our brothers and wreck our bikes? GET THEM! MAKE THEM PAY FOR WHAT THEY DID!" the mage said, readying a big fireball as he aimed at Amanda.

At that very moment, a strange, rhythmic drumming sound began playing. Almost like the sound of a beating heart, along with a tone being hummed. Immediately feeling the familiar energy that Micheal's magic had, Faye saw and felt the pulse of magic permeating and empowering her, along with a visible pillar of energy.

Feeling the urgency of the situation and empowered by Micheal's ritual, Faye immediately got a bunch of glass shards holding them on her hand as she stood up.

"AMANDA, DUCK NOW!" she shouted, raising her hands as the glass fragments between her hands suddenly disappeared, only to reappear a few meters ahead of her, flying with a frightening speed and spreading in a cone towards the bikers.

The rain of glass, flying towards the bikers as fast as a bullet, caused a lot of chaos. The random trajectory of the glass shards only added to the chaos, causing wounds that ranged from grazing cuts to deep puncture wounds and even piercing an unfortunate biker's throat, sending him to the ground as he desperately scratched his throat, before finally going unconscious.

While the mage was lucky enough to not suffer a deadly wound, one of the sharp shards of glass went right through his shoulder, making him lose concentration on the spell just about he was going to fire it towards Amanda, causing him to lose control of the magic flow and making the fireball explode before it was fired, causing severe burns into his right arm.

"AAARGH! FUCK!" the mage growled in pain, as the sickly smell of burnt flesh raised into the air.

Avalia

Time: Evening
Location: Yenworth Port
Interactions: Vrexen and Astra @FunnyGuy
Mentions:

Myra watched as Traven's body fell into the water with a splashing sound, floating for a brief moment before it started to sink. Displaying no reaction or emotion, she looked at it almost as if she was watching a piece of driftwood. Just as Traven's body began to sink, Astra suddenly exclaimed something, asking if Myra had really just thrown him into the water. Looking at her a bit confused, Myra simply nodded, pointing at Traven's barely visible body, confirming what had happened to Astra. As she continued, she mentioned something called "Amas", speaking as if Traven had some with him. Curiously enough, Vrexen's reaction was very similar to Myra, who tilted her head, confused as Astra mentioned those strange "Amas" as if they were the most important thing in the world.

As Astra continued steering the boat, she called Vrexen and Myra to hear her explanation, taking a really pretty, small shiny stone from her clothes, holding up to both of them see. According to her explanation, that shiny thing was an "Ama". Amazed by how shiny it was, Myra felt a bit guilty for having just thrown Traven into the water. Who knows how many shinies he had with him? Maybe there were other, different types of shinies too. Curious about it, Myra slowly approached the "Ama" while Astra was explaining, amazed by how the faint light of the moon reflected on the small stone.

Having already arrived on land, Myra was about to jump out of the boat, excited for being able to walk on firm land again, before Astra mentioned something about "keeping low". Immediatelly stopping and looking at Astra, Myra, who was already halfway out of the boat, stepped back in, before she got down on all fours, lowering herself even more than she normally did when sneaking or hunting. As she did so, Myra finally got out of the boat, before looking back at Astra, almost as if asking if it that was low enough.

Avalia

Time: Dusk
Location: Off the coast of Yenworth
Interactions: Vrexen and Astra @FunnyGuy
Mentions:

Still a bit confused, Myra watched as Traven steered the boat towards north and began exchanging heated words with Astra and Vrexen.K eeping the hostile posture as she looked at Traven, Myra was ready to pounce on him and rip his throat if he dared to raise his hand towards Vrexen or Astra. The impasse lasted only for a few moments though. The moment Traven interrupted Vrexen, he suddenly grabbed Traven's head with his claws, in a similar manner he did to her earlier, something that didn't bring pleasant memories to Myra and reminded him of be careful around him.

As Vrexen continued to tighten his grasp, blood dripped from Traven's head as he let go of the reins, not being able to do anything against Vrexen's strength. After ordering Astra to take care of the boat, Vrexen tossed Traven violently into the ground, next to Myra, saying she could do whatever she wanted with him.

Looking at the weakened man in front of her, Myra considered her options for a few moments. While normally she wouldn't refuse something to eat, the meat she ate earlier on the docks was... strangely fulfilling. Somehow it was different from the meat Myra hunted in the woods. She wasn't able to say exactly how or why it was different but she felt as if it satisfied her in a different manner. Since she was not really hungry, nor she wanted to keep someone who was hostile towards them in the boat with them, Myra simply pushed Traven's unconscious border over the edge of the boat with her tail without hesitating or caring if he would survive or not.

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Time: Dusk
Location: Carriage in the woods
Interactions: Rosaria @Potter , Jomari @baraquiel, Caelan @Alivefalling, Sophie @princess, Aurora @chrysocoma

Nuallán was very grateful for Aurora's presence and help to calm down the humans. The encounter with the Vuothoran and what happened afterwards was incredibly impactful and a rude awakening to the humans regarding the danger they would face, making some of them lash out, especially Jomari, who did so after a physiological reaction to what he saw the Vuothoran doing with the elves. While the atmosphere was far from tranquil and good, it was thanks to Aurora's mental fortitude and her magic that the situation didn't become worse.

While the humans sat down to recover from the shock and relax, Nuallán couldn't help but observe how intriguing the human race were. They had such a huge potential, but were so incredibly fragile at the same time... Even manner how they comforted each other, seeking strength in one another even though they didn't really know themselves that well, that spirit of cooperation that seemed to be so natural to them was unique to them. While other races such as elves would consider such creatures inferior and weak, their potential to do great things shouldn't be underestimated.

The group was allowed a brief moment of respite to rest, feed themselves and regain their composure. While the humans sought strength and support in one another, Nuallán, who was watching over the group and their surroundings as a silent guardian, couldn't help but to notice how the entire situation, both regarding the humans, the war, all the expectations that were being placed upon her and now, the sacrifices that were made so they could run away were taking their toll on Rosaria. Despite her silence, despite how strong she made herself appear, Nuallán knew how she really felt. He felt his heart tighten as she looked to Rosaria, knowing that no matter how much he wanted to, he could do nothing more than to be there for her and help her to shoulder the burdens she was fated to carry. Both due to his job as her butler and someone who cared about her.

It was already dusk when the group began to move again. Fortunately, they were able to find a carriage in the middle of the road that cut through the woods. The driver, after hearing from Rosaria and after she made sure he wasn't a threat, agreed to take them to Myriamor, which would be their next stop. Upon his Lady's request, Nuallán sat just besides Jomari, to keep a close eye on him as Rosaria herself took a seat directly across the carriage, facing Jomari as she asked the humans in general if they were fine and asking them to talk a bit about themselves. While most couldn't tell, Nuallán could clearly see how tense his Lady was, a sight that once again, made his heart tighten for the weight of the burden she was forced to carry.

The Hunt, A Modern Fantasy Smorgasbord RP

^{Interactions: Ullross @ReusableSword
Mentions:Morgana Faith @King Cosmos, Micheal Crane @BigPapaBelial, Xaviron @Martian, Scarlet @AWACS}

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With each one of the members going to do the tasks they were assigned to, Faye found herself back into the boring task of being on lookout. Unfortunately, Ulross, who was her companion in that task, wasn't a man of many words, much for Faye's dismay... And so, without any other choice, Faye simply sat down on the hood of the car the group used, looking around rather absentmindedly... For the first ten minutes at least.

"Ugh! I'm sooo bored... This is torture!" Faye suddenly said, laying on her back on the hood of the car with a heavy sigh.

"Ulross, you seem to be like someone who have lots of stories to tell." Faye suddenly said, still lying on her back, as her head hanged from the edge, looking at Ulross.

"We could exchange stories! To help pass the time. What do you say?" she asked expectantly.

Just as she asked that though, distant sounds of motorcycles interrupted them, making Faye stand up and looking towards where the noise was coming from, before glancing towards Ulross. Both Faye and Ulross needed only a very quick glance to know that the group was heavily armed.

"Umm... Ulross... I think they're coming here..." Faye said, still looking at the bikers, who were getting closer and closer.

Before even getting out of his motorcycle, one of the bikers, which seemed to be the only one that was unarmed, suddenly raised his hand towards Faye and Ulross, with a fireball quickly forming on the palm of his hand.

"Get these fuckers! Burn 'em!" the biker shouted, just as he released his fireball.

"Get down!" Faye shouted towards Ulross, touching him and blinking together with him behind the car as the fireball missed them for a few meters, exploding and burning everything around it almost like a molotov cocktail.

With no regards to being silent, the rest of the bikers soon opened fire following the mage as they got down from their bikes. From shotguns, rifles and handguns, they immediately began shooting at both of them, stopping their bikes and getting down.

"They even have a mage?!" Faye shouted, alarmed as a shotgun slug shattered the window just above them, making shards of glass fall all over Faye and Ulross.

Avalia

Time: 7pm
Location: Off the coast of Yenworth
Interactions: Vrexen and Astra @FunnyGuy
Mentions:

While the instructions Astra gave definitely helped Myra to feel a bit better, she was still happy to see dry land after so much time on the sea. Being the first time travelling by boat, even after doing what Astra told, Myra couldn't help but still feel a bit strange. That sensation soon became to disappear once she saw dry land.

Even though it was already dark, Myra could still see clearly as she looked at their destination in the distance. From a single glance, Myra could already see that the land was definitely different from Daka, even the vegetation was very different. Having no idea of what she would find in that new land, Myra was definitely excited.

Just as Myra turned towards Astra and Vrexen, she realized that there was something happening. For some reason, Traven who was on the boat said something to Astra and Vrexen that they didn't like. Tensions were rising as Myra approached Astra and Vrexen, looking to Traven and trying to understand what was going on. The very moment she did that though, Traven looked at her with a hostile stare, saying something towards her.

While Myra really didn't know what "fuk yo" meant, for some reason she didn't think it was something nice. Assuming a low, hostile posture, Myra gave a few steps towards Traven, hissing and growling, showing him her teeth and claws. While she wouldn't attack him out of nowhere, should he make any harsh movement or if the fight between Astra, Vrexen and Traven really began, she wouldn't hesitate in putting the man down. After all, it was not as if she knew him or even considered him to be more than 'the person with the stinky horse-fishes'.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

Ada

^{@PaulHaynek@Restalaan@AzureKnight}

With Ditzy having rescued the kidnapped man and tossing him to Nagare's back, the group was ready to go. Before the other monster girls could even do anything, Sir Reed, Ditzy and even Ada had already hopped on Nagare's back. In the blink of an eye, Nagare was already airborne, leaving the monster girls unable to do anything but to watch.

While the trip back to the guild was quite short, thanks to Nagare, Ada was still a bit distressed from being so high up in the air, firmly grasping Nagare's back, afraid she would fall. While she did use her claws to get a better footing on the few times where Nagare had to make a turn or something, Ada quickly realized that even though Nagare was transformed, it was still her body and she could get hurt and feel pain, as it became evident by the scratches that were left on Nagare's back thanks to Ada's claws.

When the group finally arrived on the guild, Sir Reed was quick to tell them he would handle the person they rescued, who was still tied and with a bag on his head. Before she followed the rest inside the guild, Ada curiously approached the person they rescued, sniffing him a few times as Sir Reed untied him, before going inside the guild.

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Freyr

^{@PaulHaynek@Rezod92@Stern Algorithm@Restalaan}

Freyr did think it was a bit strange how he heard the sound of armored boots, but not only Bartholomew was completely alone, but his boots were made of leather too, still, he didn't think much of that and instead simply nodded towards Bartholomew, greeting him.

"Don't we have guests? I swear I heard the sound of armored boots..." Freyr said, with a rather confused expression, looking around before he raised his hand, offering the bag of money that Yang had given him to Bart.

"A report from the requese I took with Haley. Things didn't go... exactly as planned. The stranger that was wandering around showed itself to be insane and dangerous, carrying some kind of metallic, projectile weapon, a 'gun' as Haley called it." he explained.

"Between his mad ramblings, he mentioned his name was Samuel Cubbage. Unfortunately, he got swept by river when he entered it to wash himself. We tried to save him but we weren't able to. We don't know if he managed to survived the waterfall. We did get something for our troubles, but I wanted to ask you to see if you knew something about this 'Samuel Cubbage'..." Freyr finished, still finding a bit strange on how he thought he had heard the sound of armored boots as he looked around, thinking that he might have missed something that could explain what he heard.

The Vanishing Kingdom

Kalla

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Maeve gave a small, polite bow as Allanon introduced Bizdil, the other swordsman who was going to work with them to catch the mysterious thief.

"Pleased to meet you, Bizdil." she said, before turning her attention back towards Allanon, who began explaining them the possible alternatives they had to begin their 'investigation'.

"Ice magic is my specialty, so I don't believe I can be of any help in magically tracking the lost items... After all, if I could do that, I would already have my silk ribbons back and the culprit's body would be frozen, slowly thawing under the desert sun." she said with an angry tone.

After a few moments, Allanon mentioned her family's name, recognizing it was a family from Tundral. Maeve silently heard, interested as Allanon began talking about a healer he used to work with eight years ago named Craiv Hallas, inquiring if she knew about him.

"Craiv... Hallas... The heir of the Hallas family... I've heard they were once a great family but they've been in a steady decline." Maeve said, touching her lips with a thoughtful expression.

"I don't know much about Craiv or his family other than the rumors that are sometimes said by the high nobility. Although the nobility mostly speaks of the Hallas family with pity, as an once great family and nothing more, they say that the family was able to stabilize it's situation thanks to him back when it was on it's lowest and now it's even showing signs of steady recovery." Maeve said

"It's not like I had that much time to deal with lesser families between being the 'face' of the family by going to balls and events from the high society, trying to defend myself from being offered as a prize in a political marriage, thanks to those greedy old mummies that are the current elders of the family and trying to save the family from falling into the hands of my incompetent older brother, despite being simply better than him in every aspect..." Maeve said the last part with disgust in her voice.

Just as she was talking about that though, particularly when she was remembering the times she duelled with suitors the elders kept throwing at her, she remembered of a particularly annoying one, that kept boasting about having met a particular duelist that was among the top ten in the world.

"Wait a moment... You said your name was Allanon Valentis?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"It seems I've found myself a worthy sparring partner." Maeve said with a mischievous smirk, provoking him.

Just as she said that though, Bizdil alerted them to the commotion going on in the market stalls, just outside of the inn.

"Judging by the shouts... I don't think it's just them reopening... That would be a good place to start playing detectives." Maeve said as she finished eating, getting up and walking towards Bizdil, who was already near the door.

When Bizdil decided to open the door, a loud thump of something hitting the door could be heard, together with the sound of someone falling to the ground. Bizdil quickly apologized as he extended his hand towards the young girl. Much to Maeve's surprise, the moment she approached Bizdil and the girl to see what had happened, she immediately noticed that the girl had a much paler skin than people would normally have at Kalla. A single glance at her hands was enough for Maeve to say she was definitely an Isoli.
Surprisingly enough, the very moment the girl saw Allanon, she immediately called for him, making it clear that they knew each other.

"You should be more careful Bizdil." Maeve said as she approached them.

"To meet another Isoli on Kalla of all places. Such a coincidence." Maeve said, with a curious expression as she looked at the girl.

"Maeve Orzhov." she said, with a polite, much more formal bow as she analyzed the girl's posture, the words she would use to greet her. While for most people, greeting someone and introducing themselves was a simple thing, for the Isoli nobles, even such small acts were a complex social dance and could say more about one's standing and even their own personality than people thought.