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Mirror, Fox, Key

Meryn's expression morphed from wary to frightful as Spook fully explained the situation – and the risks. She looked from the yowling felidrakes in the cages, to the one Alex was carrying, and finally to the little devil in her hands. If what Spook said was true (and that was a big if, in Meryn's opinion – she still didn't trust the Traveller a lick) then these creatures were little more than ticking time bombs. Her mind flashed through the people of Enn. Familiar faces appeared behind her eyes, people Meryn had never been close to – and some who'd been less than kind to her – but still undeniable threads in the fabric of her life. She thought of those people, kind, cruel, mothers, sons, friends… were they really in such danger?

She was snatched out of her thoughts when Spook pushed a paper into her hand. A sigil, circular and precise, was drawn on it. Meryn raised an eyebrow at Spook to see him giving similar papers to Alex and Lily. And of course, no actual explanation about them was given.

'Use these in an emergency,' he said. Meryn couldn't help the exasperated huff of air that escaped her. Nothing on what they did or what counted as an emergency. She rolled her eyes and slipped the paper into her bag. But there was an undercurrent of nervousness – or excitement – under her annoyance.

Meryn looked to Lily and Alex before stepping forward, after Spook.

Mirror, Fox, Key

I've started a post like three different times only to realize I don't have the time to write something >.<

But today! Is the day!

…after work.

The Wanting World – A Fantasy RP

yay finally a post! just a reminder, npcs who have colored quotations are listed in the characters tab. cináed you guys know, already. the pink one is diana, and the grey one is rowan. while standard npcs (ones with white, bolded quotations) are fair game for you guys to manipulate, be a little more cautious about that when using the colorful ones. you can manipulate them a bit if you want, but they're mostly gonna be me.

The Wanting World – A Fantasy RP

Caleb, Robyn, and Valencia

Cináed's eyes widened at hearing both Valencia's and Caleb's comments about his sopping state. And by god, was that a blush warming his cheeks? Narrowing his eyes to a glare, he lifted his staff and slammed the end back into the ground. A plume of flame erupted around him, and steam billowed through the smoke. When the fire dissipated, Cináed stood before them perfectly dry – and oddly fluffy. His hair was puffed up and frizzy from the humidity.

"Bah!" He brought a hand up to his black hair and roughly tried to settle it. Then he looked back down at the group as though it was their fault. "It's your fault I had to get wet in the first place," he accused. "Idiots messing with the river sprites," came a grumble, directed towards the group who'd passed over the bridge earlier. Then he glanced at Caleb. "And you're not Stalker. You're Lurker. You were lurking." The glow of the levitating bead.

"…Huh." Without blinking, fire appeared around him again, and in the next moment he was standing oposite Valencia, on the other side of the bead. "That's… not normal." Cináed reached out a hand, slowly moving to touch it. When the pad of his middle finger met the bead, the glow turned blindingly white for a moment before dying away just as quickly. The bead blackened and turned to ash, blowing away in a breeze. Cináed just stood there for a moment, frozen. He blinked at where the bead had been before his eyes focused on Valencia standing directly across from him. Then he looked to Robyn and Caleb. "That's not supposed to happen."

@jordy0403@LizLegend@ariplotter

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Jacob

"I can do more with one hand than most can," came the girl's strained reply. But even through the pain, there was something haughty and proud about it. She turned her focus to the knife she'd flung against the tree, and it yanked itself free from the bark. It zipped through the air and returned to her bloodstained palm – cutting dangerously close to Jacob's cheek as it did so. The corner of her mouth quirked up for the smallest moment, and an eyebrow twitched up. Then the pain was back and she looked down at her bag in his hands.

A small tin lifted out of it and placed itself at her feet. It opened, and her knife floated down to slice out a dollop of some minty green salve. The flat of the blade lifted and went to work, smoothing the mixture over her shoulder. She leaned her head back against the tree and squeezed her eyes shut. Then the dagger dropped to the ground and she opened her eyes.

"I need to stand," she announced, and grabbed Jacob's wrist without warning. The girl yanked with surprising force, and it was a struggle for Jacob to stay upright, let alone support her. Finally, after a grueling affair, she managed to stand. Almost as soon as she was up, she shoved Jacob away with her free hand. The force of it pushed her back against the tree, and she had to lean on it to stay upright. Panting from both the effort and the pain, she hissed through her teeth. Her hand slammed back onto her shoulder, the green salve mixing with her blood in a muddy concoction. But at least it seemed the blood had almost stopped flowing.

She was a little thing, short and slight. But then she turned her sharp eyes back on Jacob. "Give me the bandage roll in the inner pocket," she commanded.

@Night_ Star

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Luce

Luce was awakened by the sound of heavy footfalls echoing through the tree house. Early dawn light filtered through the windows as a shadow passed between them. The feet stopped just next to Luce.

"She's a sprout," came the old woman's voice, after a moment from far to Luce's left. "Found 'er last night." There was another long pause.

"You sealed me out," came a man's quiet voice finally. It was said as a flat statement, without accusation.

"You know the rules, Rowan," said the woman. And apparently, he did, because nothing else was said on the matter. The man, Rowan, stepped away from Luce's side to move around the house. "She's not staying here. You'll need to take her to Nocklin."

"Too rough. A sprout won't last." The reply was quick, but said in the same flat tone. "Gengy would be better."

"Hell, you wanna add another week to your trip you can take her to Lasting City for all I care." The man gave a small huff, but was otherwise quiet. But then Luce felt the old woman's cane nudging her awake.

"C'mon sprout, up you get," came her gravelly voice.

@alina13

Lantern

omg this is like being shown a drawing from ten years ago. maybe i shouldn't have pointed him out.

ummm, anise is heading down the river, yeah? so how about deeper into the forest?

Lantern

on a funny side note, i realized i nearly joined this rp when it first started. i barely got a cs started before i dropped off the rp map and took a hiatus. a cook named ian or wesley or something. found him on the first couple pages of the ooc when i joined with artemis and was trying to do research on the world.

also, should i post before we shift gears, or do you wanna just go straight into a gm post?

Lantern

haha i mean, against artemis' will, but not necessarily against mine. i do kinda like the idea of her breaking away from anise tho. it could be really interesting to see how they could impact the story independently, and it gives me an opportunity to get better situated in this world. i'm still sort of getting a handle on her character and her motivations, and she's pretty disoriented right now, with things getting thrown at her left and right. doesn't make defining her very easy for me. not to say anything against your storytelling, per se. i think it's a good thing that she's kinda being stripped down at the very beginning.

but yeah, she doesn't really have any goals or motivations right now, while anise clearly does. i think it might be a good thing for her to branch off for now, get settled, i can figure out who she is properly, and all that. otherwise i think we run the risk of her just tagging along on anise's quest as a side character.

…i am totally in favor of terrible ideas

Lantern

sorry i haven't posted Q.Q works been hectic and school's been hectic and people have been hectic, and honestly i can just write out excuse after excuse, but i was planning on posting tonight so there's that???

The Wanting World – A Fantasy RP

Planning on having a post up in the next day or two. If you have something to post before then I suggest you do it soon ^.^

Mirror, Fox, Key

i feel like i always write these obnoxious amounts of text where very little actually happens.

tl;dr meryn is back with the group and is asking spook if her felidrake is diseased while also glaring at him mistrustfully.