Cecelia blushed. "It's alright. It's no big deal. I just- I really don't know what compelled me- not that I wouldn't have helped- I mean I just got concerned when you didn't get up. So you're here for this monster hunting thing because of your parents? I've heard it being called a death mission. I don't think you- I mean, not that you're not- but you seem to be very, you know, frail. I don't mean to offend you, but I wouldn't want someone so young and frail to be sent on a death mission." Stupid, stupid, stupid! Why can't I make a good conversation without ale? I need to start carrying some with me. I hope she understands what I'm trying to say... Cecelia scolds herself while not changing her body language or facial expression. She feels horrible for young Elisha being thrown out of her house, at her parents' will, to be sent on a suicide mission. Life isn't always fiar, but at that moment, Cecelia just wanted to keep watch over Elisha. This sweet little girl, aparently with a heart condition, being essentially sent to her death? She couldn't let that happen. She was raised by other 'street urchins', as people called those with no house to go to. She wouldn't be able to make it out there by herself. She needs protection, but maybe I'm not the one to do it. I'm just a thief, a loner with nothing to offer her other than my blade, which I dislike using... But that last sentence sealed her thoughts: she will help Elisha make it back, no matter what. "Elisha, I'm going to personally make sure you make it back home, alright? No matter what." Stunned at her sudden confidence in her voide, Cecelia then smiled at Elisha to sign her words with her body language.
Brennen Garron
Brennen notices another newcomer with an oddly elongated blade on her back. Wow, that'd be a tough fight, if that's her only fighting aparatus. My katana would get nowhere near her with that sword at my throat. She seems to be headed to the palace, so picking a sword fight wouldn't be wise, but I want to see that sweet sword in action. Brennen's slip up with the shortword melted away as he thought of how to strategically fight against such a long sword, even more so by if she had any other weapons, or magic, that she uses to supplement her sword technique. He keeps looking her over for signs of a shortword hilt or dagger holster, maybe even some hint at magic use, but saw nothing. The sword alone would be a great challenge, but I think sidestepping one overhead attack would essentially end the fight. If she had something else. A shield or smaller weapon, it would make sense, because she could defend any recovery time with one of those. Magic would work even better as recovery-defense. It just then hit him: she's young. She doesn't seem to be as young as the earlier helped little girl, but still. Maybe I'm just getting old. I'm almost thirty. Most of these people here seem young to me, but maybe I'm just old. I might have to retire soon! I don't wanna do that, I love the fight. I still haven't found my nemesis/rival/perfect-fight-match yet! Brennen stared off into the distance with a mildly concerned face as the thoughts continued down this thought process.
"Um... S-so what's your name?" Cecelia tried to start a conversation with the girl she helped. Dammit, I suck at talking to people. I need to get a few ales in me. Then again, I don't really think the possibility of ending up in bed with a potential ally and waking up with them in a fetal position would really be a good thing... I need more people skills. Cecelia thinks all this while staring at this little girl, and realized. Maybe it was closer to a sorornal ((sisterly)) instinct. Like a big sister protecting a little sister. She sees so much energy and vibrant youth from this girl, and doesn't want that ruined.
"Do you live around here?" Thinking that she's just a little girl that tripped and fell, she stops short of the crowd at the palace. "Where's your home? Do you need help getting there?"
Brennen Garron
Brennen decides to try and pick a fight, but nobody seems to be interested. He tries pissing people off, but there's always someone nearby that knows them that holds them back. Really? I can't even get a fist fight with someone? There's gotta be someone here willing to duel in fistycuffs for a few minutes. Maybe the tavern...? No, I can't miss the gate opening, because I'll lose my spot.
Brennen sighs, then moves to the edge of the crowd and faces a wall, practicing his 1v1 tactics in what he calls "dual-sword surprise stance". He holds both short swords upside down, blades against the underside of his arms, for maximum keep-em-guessing effectiveness. Soon, after a few moves, one blade slips out of his hand backwards, sliding across the way. Not too far, but it made a nice, crisp, conversation-hushing CLANG CLANG CLAN-CLAN-CLAN-CLAAAANNNANNG as it skidded away. The noise made Brennen cringe, then he went to retrieve it, his face a beet red.
Good point. I was trying to do that with Cecelia, but it's a little harder for Brennen to interact because his major character flaw is his lack of sociability. He stands back and observes, because he's tactical (though not tactFUL). Cecelia's "help someone in need" instinct from being on the streets and working with others kicked in, which is why she went to help.
Yeah I don't have the authority to move plot along. But I think its best at this point for me to just ask N for more freedom to do that. I'll send them a pm in a little bit asking for permission.
That's fine, I was just wondering and threw your name in there because I noticed your co-GM status. I don't mean ill of N, but I think with how little time he's been able to post recently, you should have a little more freedom to at least push the plot to the next point if N isn't around. I understand that life happens, I just would like to see what's up in the palace. (I'm so excited for this RP's plot)
Not really. You don't need to know anything about dark souls to effectively roleplay here. It's just that some of the background stuff that I have in place are used. People's souls dictating their physical size, the main character (in this case characters) able to absorb energy from slain enemies, and a few plot points that I don't want to reveal until the time is right.
@Dark Angel: The giants are literally just large people. It'll be explained in charater later, but it's based on the person's soul (I'm taking a lot of background concepts from Dark Souls series). So those with large souls (whether good or bad hearts) grew proportionally to their soul's size.